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I am very excited.

I started my collection journey.

Every time I kill a civilization, I will help the master record their history and hide them in the tile library.

The master praised me and said that I was his favorite historian, and he liked to be a guest in my library very much, enjoying every wonderful performance we left behind.

I feel that I have finally realized my life value.

He is the enlightened Lord worthy of my following and dedicating my life!

……

After accumulating countless powers of rules, I finally rebuilt my home on this day.

- tile shed.

my home!

my hometown!

My dear ones!

You are finally back!

This is my world, I will never allow anyone to destroy him, he is mine!

……

Constantine stood in front of me, questioning me loudly.

"This is not a tile shed, this is a box, and we are cockroaches trapped in the box!"

"What are you talking about? This is the tile shed!"

"I see. You've betrayed your faith, you've betrayed the glory of the tile shed!"

"No one understands faith better than I do!"

"You are no longer the good brother I know..."

Constantine shook his head, he sighed deeply, turned his head and slammed into the pillar to death.

The brain burst out.

Sow before my throne.

My collection started chattering and laughing.

"Oh, my good brother is dead!"

"Oh, my good brother is dead!"

"Oh, my good brother is dead!"

"To shut up!"

I yelled loudly, and those bottles and cans finally closed their mouths.

I squatted in front of Constantine's corpse, thinking silently—this was the seventh time he had committed suicide in front of me, and I wanted to revive him just by flicking my fingers.

It doesn't take much rule power to reset the dungeon world.

Why can't he turn the corner?

Why is he so stubborn?

We go to eternity together, what's wrong?

We have not compromised at all.

This is just a fair deal between me and the master.

I never compromise.

I use the power of rules again, I want to transform the tile sheds, so that they will no longer be so impulsive;

Constantine, let me give you some of my power.

I'll let you see.

When you reach my position, you will understand my intentions.

Those ignorant low-level tile-shed people will not understand that only I can continue the race and civilization!

Kill all resistance!

Get rid of all unstable factors!

The tile shed is immortal!

……

Constantine came to me and handed me a list of rules, with more than 1000 rules written on it, all of which were as thick as a dictionary.

"can you do it?"

"That's too much..." I shook my head, "I don't have that much power to build so many rules."

"Then you... just help me make two rules, one: personal property is sacred and inviolable, but all items, animals, and plants in the tile shed belong to my property."

I thought about it.

"no problem."

Constantine held up a second finger.

"Then the second one, words have power."

"Why this one?"

"I need to use the power of words to brainwash low-level citizens. They read those luxurious novels every day, and in the end they will inevitably forget the glory of the tile shed."

"You really have an imagination."

I have to admire Constantine, he is born to be a leader.

……

After a period of time, I didn't care about the tile shed any more.

When I came to the tile shed again, I found that it had changed.

Constantine became a god, and his descendants inherited the godhood.

With the help of me, Constantine and his son created a whole set of citizen hierarchy, which completely suppressed the low-level citizens, made the middle-level citizens wait to die, and corrupted the high-level citizens.

Until this time, I did not understand why Constantine deliberately added the second rule.

"Words are powerful, so you wrote the citizen hierarchy on paper, and engraved the hierarchy of respect and inferiority in the minds of all the tile shed people. Wonderful..."

……

I am very excited.

In the tile shed, I only gave two rules, but it destroyed the most worlds.

It really deserves to be a tile shed!

It will always be the only one in my heart!

it is mine!

It will continue the glory until the end of the world!

it is mine!

forever!

……

Huayin's arm was still swinging, her eyes were blurred, and her consciousness returned to her body.

creak creak

The hand-cranked projector finally stopped.

Kanon looked at the last section of the film and sighed softly.

"Gu Yi...the person in the movie...that w...is he the host you just killed?"

"That's right." Gu Yi nodded and said, "He used to be a brave fighter, but he betrayed his belief at the last moment."

Kill me and save all people.

Save my family by killing my family.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Every tile shed man has such a belief.

Although w betrayed his faith, his love for his homeland still exists.Unfortunately, until the end, his love twisted into selfishness, greed, tyranny, and hatred of all adventurers.

W has a kind of obsession with the tile shed, so that he doesn't want to see Gu Yi can pass the dungeon perfectly, causing the tile shed dungeon to enter a locked state, so he does not hesitate to violate the rules, but also personally interferes with the progress of the dungeon.

The original belief of the tile shed people is to fight against the strange and protect the lost civilization, but after death, they become the accomplices of the strange world, harvesting the souls of adventurers time and time again.

Here, Gu Yi and Hua Yin witnessed the whole process of a warrior degenerating into a dragon.

However, to Gu Yi's surprise, the black ball hidden in the tile-shed library - the star of hope - was hidden by W before he went completely crazy.

He fooled the director, everyone, and even himself.

He finally left the last glimmer of hope before he fell completely.

If everything about him is arranged, Gu Yi would rather believe that the people who wrote all the scripts are the seniors of the tile shed.

Kanon sighed, reaching out to take back the film.

The moment a finger touches the film, it burns until it turns into ash and dissipates into the air.

Chapter 261 The last swan song of the tile shed (3)

"How is this going?"

Kanon looked at the ashes in front of her, at a loss.

"I don't know." Gu Yi shook his head and said, "That's about all the information. We have seen how he made rules in the movie. Now that we have his key, we can naturally exercise his rights. .”

"You want to create your own rules?"

"No, we just need to let the system perform its original function and send us back."

"Isn't that going to be a problem?"

"We have to try whether there is a problem or not. If there is no host, who will let us return to the real world?"

"It seems to make sense..."

Gu Yi left the projection room and returned to the throne just as he did in the previous movie. He sat on the throne and put on a monocle, imitating W, and recited the spell.

"never give up."

Gu Yi's soul left his body and flew straight to the sky, with a panoramic view of the entire tiled world.

Ding Ding Ding

The system resumed operation and gave Gu Yi some special reminders.

"Detected that the moderator is logging into the dashboard..."

"Identity confirmation..."

"warn!"

"Incorrect identity confirmation, the operation panel is about to be locked..."

"Identity confirmed yzwu, that is, jlso determines cczo..."

The system suddenly started to freeze in the middle of the speech.

Gu Yi felt a hot palm in his right hand. He opened his right hand, and the black star of hope was running on its own, helping Gu Yi change the judgment logic of the system.

"Identity confirmed!"

"Welcome, host!"