At the end of the day, by summoning players to become gods

Nothing howled, and the fourth stage officially turned into a zombie... Tsk tsk, it sounds so scary! "

"This dog emperor... ahem, this lovely 'that' didn't take the virus seriously at first, and thought it was exaggerated by the lower levels, and the other nobles didn't submit the memorial. His IQ must have been eaten by dogs!"

"Fortunately, this is in the game. I can scold the game NPC as much as I want. Good death! Effective control will not turn them into zombies, so that they don't pay attention to the people at all. Good death!"

"But other common people were also buried together... Ah no, I feel so aggrieved, I wish I could travel back in time and give that 'cute' person a punch!"

"Bring me one! Is there a time travel instance in this game? I'll go for it now!"

Seeing that the players were talking about it, and the colonel was more concerned about this history, Bai Ye put down the harp in his hand with satisfaction.

It seems that what he wants to convey has been completely conveyed, and the rest depends on the player and the colonel's understanding.

As for those players clamoring to travel back in time to beat up the emperor, don't worry, reality will give you a chance, it depends on whether you can do it then.

A little devil's smile flashed in Bai Ye's eyes, and he felt much more comfortable psychologically.