The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

"What about you? Did you all grow up like this?" Bray was extremely proud at this moment.

Creating some monsters is not a big deal.

To become the godfather in the hearts of these monsters is the real glory.

As the core of the weirdness, Bly actually never took these weak guys seriously from the bottom of his heart.

But when he witnessed with his own eyes that life forms like him grew up in his own tribe, and these life forms followed him loyally, admired him, and loved him.

That feeling is simply amazing.

"Yes, Lord Bligh, you are the only hope in our hearts."

“You are my God!!!”

"Your voice, smile and appearance will always be engraved in my heart!"

"Hush~ Long live Lord Bligh!"

"Lord Bligh! Oh! I love you!"

The players who were just spitting at the flattery started to flatter him crazily almost the moment Bligh asked that question.

The atmosphere was so lively that the whole audience was excited, no less than a small fan meeting.

This fiery atmosphere made Bligh's body tremble, and his heart was satisfied in an instant.

It’s so satisfying, this feeling makes me feel like I’m floating in the air.

That’s right, this is the life he created, this is what he has always wanted, a creation that can rival humans.

It's so lively, full of flesh and blood, spirit and soul. This is his original dream.

I didn't expect that the previous method was wrong. I didn't expect that to raise such a good child, what is needed is to restrain their cannibalistic thoughts.

The idea is to compete, the idea is to compete… …

"Good kids, they are all good kids." Bly patted the players' shoulders excitedly and looked over one by one.

Many players at the scene started whistling.

The wind blew my butt and my face turned a little red.

Sister Xue is really good at writing these awkward compliments. Her toes are almost digging out a three-bedroom apartment in the ground.

If this kind of thing were said to the players, they would really treat it as a joke and make a collection of it to make fun of him for a whole year.

I didn't expect that this weird core actually believed it all.

Fortunately, there was no Zuwangdao coming to play this time.

Otherwise, this guy Bly would be useless.

It's snowing: "If it was a Zuwangdao who came, he might not believe it, because Zuwangdao people don't look like they wouldn't eat people."

The wind blew his butt: "Huh?"

Only then did he realize that he had just sent all his thoughts to the game chat interface.

Feng Chui Pipi: "Hey, Sister Xue, what should we do now?"

It's snowing: "Guide the monsters to fight each other, reduce casualties among ordinary people, gain the boss's trust, lurk by his side, become his most loyal henchman, and complete the backstab attack."

It's snowing: "Let me tell all players, this big weirdo is far more powerful than everyone else, so it's best not to alert him, just in case he has a trick up his sleeve. After all, we're on Earth now, so we can't play exactly like in the game."

Feng Chui Pi Pi: "Got it, got it. We are all veteran actors, don't worry!"

Fengchuipipi took a screenshot and sent it to the group of all players.

Simultaneously.

The more Bly thought about it, the more he felt that Fengchuipipi's growth path could be replicated.

However, these strange creatures are born with a nature of frantically foraging for food, fighting, and being bloodthirsty, and even he cannot overcome it.

What can we do to cultivate more children like this?

The Oil Thief said: "Lord Bligh, I have a suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"

The oil thief raised her hand obediently, looking like a good child. She was smart, clever and looked particularly honest.

Although it is strange that one cannot tell by appearance, but Bly feels that the child of the oil thief looks very honest and is a good child.

"You said."

The Oil Thief said, "I've tried it before. When we blend into the crowd, we won't be discovered by humans. Moreover, many people with special abilities among humans are as powerful as us. Sir, you see, if we blend in with humans, on the one hand, we can smoothly learn human knowledge, on the other hand, we can infiltrate other weird schools and then teach the newly born weirds to restrain their desire to eat humans."

From what Bly said before, the Oil Thief analyzed that this weirdness wanted to learn human knowledge, but at the same time, it also appeared in the collected information that many weirdnesses were derived from the death of humans.

Therefore, the Oil Thief can conclude that those strange creatures that have been derived do not have any memory of their life when they were alive.

Although the oil thief's analysis is not completely correct, it is not far off.

The dark energy emitted by Bray can indeed turn dead humans into strange creatures.

However, that is not a real human soul, but a strong emotion in the human body, so strong that it can attract dark energy and then become weird.

This strange creature, whose brain is controlled by emotions, will only have memories related to that emotion.

So Bly really did have the idea of sending strange creatures into the group of living people to learn, but he had never been able to do it before, because most strange creatures could not hide perfectly after entering the crowd.

They always want to eat some people.

"Hmm, you make it sound so simple. I think you just want to eat the new weirdness and make yourself stronger." Feng Chui Pipi suddenly challenged.

Oil Thief: "What do you mean? If you think there's a better way, just tell me!"

Feng Chuipi: "Master Bligh must have a better idea. Besides, the school ranking competition is coming soon. If we all go and blend into the crowd, what will happen to the school? What about the students?"

Oil Thief: "Can't you find the time to train some weirdos that can blend in with the crowd? Trash!"

Feng Chui Pi Pi: "Who are you calling a waste?"

The oil-stealing woman: "Come and fight me! I've been wanting to eat you for a long time!"

The oil thief kicked Fengchuipei but missed. Fengchuipei then punched the oil thief but was also blocked.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Begging secretly stepped forward, waving his hands and pretending to stop them.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Bly watched as the children spontaneously divided into two camps.

On one side, the Oil Thief is the main one, advocating the cultivation of more powerful weirdos, while on the other side, Feng Chuipipi is madly saying that the decision should be made by Lord Bligh.

Bly's lips curled up slightly. "Alright, alright, you're all good kids with great ideas. Tell me your names. Your contributions are enough for me to remember them."