These past few days, I've even considered going back to work.
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At the very least, there are still over a hundred lovely readers waiting for my daily updates!
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Wouldn't that make me look like a coward?
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At least we won't starve!
I dare not say what will happen in the future. Even if there is only one reader following the book, I will still insist on finishing it.
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The trump card behind Chapter 11
After handing the event over to the chat group, Xiao Ning didn't interfere any further. As for whether or not to participate, the group members weren't three-year-olds; they would naturally consider it themselves, and he couldn't control that.
Of course, in the grand plan devised by Lao Yinbi Xiao·Body·Ning and Xiao·Taiqing·Ning, the group members in the chat group were just a small part of it.
If Xiao Ning were to place all his hopes on these ten members from below the Immortal Realm, he might as well just wash up and go to sleep; what's the point of all this?
As far as Xiao Ning knew, that old schemer's trump card was based on his research over the years.
Since the beginning of time, He has stayed on the Three Immortal Islands and rarely goes out. Two great kalpas have passed since then.
It should be noted that one Yuan is divided into twelve Hui, each lasting 18,000 years. Therefore, one Yuan Hui is 129,600 years.
A kalpa is 50,000 yuanhui. Therefore, a kalpa is 50,000 yuanhui × 129,600 years = 6.48 billion years.
Therefore, two kalpas would be 12.96 billion years.
Over the years, apart from seclusion to comprehend the Dao, when the old cunning man occasionally had some free time, he pondered the system in his previous life's network. He really wanted to know what it was all about.
Because he had created a system himself, namely the sign-in system on Xiao's clone Ning, he had a general understanding of its intricacies.
In his view, the so-called system is nothing more than the manifestation of various laws, such as absorbing the origin of the world, the power of fortune, the power of cause and effect, or the power of merit and karma, and then transforming the virtual into the real into substantial rewards, thereby urging the host to move forward.
He suspects that every system must have a backdoor.
The person who created the system is its true master, while the so-called host is merely a pitiful tool.
The "tools" work diligently for Lao Ji, generating massive profits, but their returns are only one percent, or even one-thousandth or one-ten-thousandth of the value.
By seizing profits from one world after another, the creators of the system have become incredibly wealthy.
The masters behind these systems must be supreme beings who traverse the heavens. They are unrestrained, like locusts swarming across the land, absorbing the essence of billions of worlds to nourish themselves.
Of course, for the many system hosts, they did not lose anything; on the contrary, they gained a lot.
Without the arrival of a system with cheat codes, they, as ordinary people, would only lead mediocre and unproductive lives until they die of old age and turn into a handful of dust.
So, the system is really great!
Even a fleeting moment of brilliance is far better than a mediocre, empty life of a hundred years.
With this idea in mind, the old schemer suddenly had a breakthrough.
He certainly didn't want to create a system; that thing had already been played to death and was no fun. So, he just created a sign-in system and a chat group to practice before starting to think about other things.
With a thought, Xiao Ning switched the screen in front of him to the third page, with a large title at the top: Forum of All Heavens.
Unlike chat groups, which are just small circles for newbies, it's anyone's guess when they'll grow up!
Forum of All Heavens!
Compared to chat groups, this forum is more like a circle of big shots.
The members of the forum are at least beings above the level of immortals.
Moreover, they all come from the same place: Earth.
In other words, they are all transmigrators, reborn individuals, or reincarnators who came from Earth...
They were among the better-performing ones.
As for those who didn't do well, they're long gone, their graves overgrown with weeds.
Some of them are ancestral figures in a fantasy world, capable of causing star fields to collapse and worlds to perish with a flick of their fingers.
Some are giants in a technological civilization, controlling the entire world and the lives and deaths of billions of living beings.