Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

"What a scumbag." Feng Lan sighed, the smile on his face turned cold, "What I hate more than scumbags is powerful scumbags."

Because such scum causes more damage than ordinary scum and is more difficult to clean up.

Feng Lan originally wanted to solve it directly, until she saw the blood splattered from the exoskeletons of these people, reflecting the ferocious and happy expressions on the bionic people's faces, as if they were not living people but demons.

The sneer on Feng Lan's lips faded, and she raised her hand.

Rooftop Day Trip: Honestly, I don't think many people would actually jump from a rooftop while enjoying the breeze. The controlled students thought the same thing. They always jumped with some amnesiac ghost king. I'm tired of this project, really tired of it. But maybe, if you could do this to your enemies, who wouldn't want to try a rope-free bungee jump from a rooftop? Death is like the wind, always by my side. - Student]

[Death Day Tour: The majority are silent. No one has ever asked them if they want to be students, or if they want to go to class, go home, or jump off a building. Now, designate one lucky person to experience this silent day. 100% no negative reviews, everyone who has used it says it's good. Although the project is good, don't get lost~]

She doesn't like to torture people, and rarely uses props to torture and kill enemies, but it doesn't matter how many times these people die in there.

There were four people rushing towards Feng Lan in front of her. She directly and roughly followed a trace of divine consciousness attached to the bionic man to pull their souls onto these bodies and stuffed them into the props.

Feng Lan pretended not to see the few wasteland wanderers who were peeking around vigilantly in the distance. She had an experience in Xingqi City, and the real Flower Country where she lived was also a well-known country for its governance. Since these cities were already rotten and she had absolute power, the fastest way was to just raze them and rebuild them.

Of course, Feng Lan understood another point better: cooking a meal and then feeding it to people is the lowest practice. People need to shape their own spine.

Otherwise, if one fails to do so, not to mention the gratitude and grudges, it may seem that one has stood up on the surface, but in fact, without the tempering of blood, people will only have a superficial understanding, and more people will not be able to understand it, because there is no so-called empathy in the world unless one experiences it personally.

Feng Lan didn't want to test anyone, so she politely asked the world consciousness whether many people needed to stay. After receiving the other party's casual and indifferent response, Feng Lan had an idea in her mind.

The humans of this world have exhausted the goodwill of the world consciousness.

Feng Lan also didn't have time to screen out the good people one by one. She was well aware that if you couldn't lead a team, you would just work until you died.

"I wonder if the signal here is good..." Feng Lan was a little uncertain. The key must be taking her home. The distance was still very far, which she knew from the fact that the panel was not connected to the main system. However, she was not sure how far it was from the ring world.

"Hope can be summoned." She took out a handful of beans and threw them on the ground. A local light rain appeared above the beans. The dripping rain with spiritual power moistened the dry soil. Soon young sprouts grew out of the soil, sprouted, grew up, and bore fruit.

After repeating this several times, a lot of beans accumulated on the ground. Feng Lan took a look and with the help of her [Calculation] skill, she could tell at a glance that there were 1,237 beans.

Feng Lan inputs energy and communicates with the ring world.

The signal was very bad and she had a hard time communicating. The small world she was in now was like a high-speed train that was constantly moving. The circular small world that Feng Lan wanted to communicate with was somewhere outside the high-speed train station. Its location was uncertain and it was also uncertain when she would pass by.

After finally getting a weak signal, Feng Lan seized the opportunity to consolidate the channel and release the demand at the same time.

"Wow, pooh pooh, so much sand."

"Wow, what a desolate world."

"This world looks like science fiction, doesn't it? The bitter fruit of world peace? Kind of interesting."

"Hmm, it doesn't look like anything fun. Hey, this is the mission??"

Feng Lan also plays games in real life and knows what players are like. She has also worked with players in the [Tree Heart] dungeon before. This time, she is even more familiar with it and provides players with panels and tasks that only she can see, as well as world backgrounds.

(This one should be almost finished. I'll write a few more dungeons after I go back and it will be the ending. Then I'll write a few extra dungeons that I want to release, and start a new one. I want to start a beast taming novel. I ate a lot of beasts, but the food produced was too little to my liking. It's heartbreaking. I started two books because I didn't have a suitable meal replacement.)