Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God

When he came out of the conference room, Chu Kang was in a daze. 【】

"It's already night..." He looked up at the sky, his mind was still not clear, and then he said to himself, "Oh, on the star ring, there is no day."

It's not Chu Kang's fault, anyone will look like this after a whole day of mental torture.

This is like the champion of a certain Mathematical Olympiad competition, listening to a lecture given by a well-known international expert for a day, and being beaten to the ground in the field he is most proud of.

"Da Guan, are we dreaming?" Chu Kang patted Guan Sheng on the shoulder, "Why do I feel that the task has become easier all of a sudden?"

Guan Sheng's situation is a bit better than his, at least his consciousness is still clear, he sighed and said: "I don't know who that lord is, and whether he will come again in the future...Forget it, finish these tasks first!"

Classmate Guan Sheng, a task madman, took a booklet of tasks and left excitedly.

And Chu Kang looked down at the small book in his hand, which was also filled with how to deal with each task, and then remembered that face that was too young, and his heart was still full of unreality.

...

When Gu Nan returned to the main hall, he felt a little tired.

Even though those tasks are not difficult in his opinion, solving so many tasks in one day will still make people feel tired.

But if his guess is correct, then this price can't be worth it!

Small planes often have a high ratio of time to flow, so the time required to complete the task hardly takes long in the astral world.

Gu Nan took out the fog mirror again, and there were already many light spots on it, which meant that the small tasks had been completed.

"External copy importing... Create a new personal copy (incomplete), please name it."

"External copy importing... Create a new personal copy (incomplete), please name it."

"External copy importing... Create a new personal copy (completed), please name it."

"External copy importing..."

The origin of the world was introduced, and a series of reminders emerged from the evil temple. This time there were more than a dozen tasks, but only one successfully created a personal copy.

One is enough!

Gu Nan was slightly happy in his heart,

Quickly opened the dungeon interface, wanting to see if the private dungeon mentioned here was the same as he had imagined.

On the dungeon interface, among a row of unfinished dungeons that were still gray, the word "Completed" that was already colored was particularly eye-catching.

"Private copy (unnamed) - established copy, initial members: 4 people, copy reset period: 3 days."

In previous games, private dungeons were a very interesting way to play, and the online interaction between different players was basically done through this.

According to the difference between the player's active construction and the direct acquisition from the outside, private copies can be divided into two types: "autonomous" and "established".

The autonomous dungeon is for players to upgrade. If you want to raise the level to the sixth level and complete a turn, relying on the autonomous dungeon is the best way.

Although the established dungeon can also be converted into private, the biggest use is not for this, but... to earn points!

Of course, dungeons are for brushing, brushing the kind of brushing over and over again-private dungeons can't get evil points, but they can get a certain amount of points.

Once a predetermined copy is opened, players can choose to enter it, complete tasks with NPC companions, or enter with other online players.

Of course, there are no online players in this world. If Gu Nan opens the dungeon, how would he choose his companions?

In the original game, in order to enhance randomness, NPC companions are randomly selected from all over the world. There may be dungeon characters familiar to the player, or a completely fictional character.

Gu Nan didn't have time to think about it, he knew it once he opened it.

However, at this moment, the main entrance of the main hall was suddenly pushed open, and Hong Tai hurried in.

Gu Nan's will was quickly withdrawn from the evil temple, and he slowly opened his eyes on the throne, looking at Red Tail with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

Red Tail noticed this and said without hesitation, "My lord, Lan Si was seriously injured..."

...

Xuanhuangxing Continent, Tang Family.

Tang Xuan was anxiously standing outside the door, waiting for the situation inside the house.

"My eldest lady, you have been wandering here for twenty laps, can you stop for a while?" A young man in black said beside him.

The leisurely expression in his tone was in stark contrast to Tang Xuan's anxiety.

"What do you know?!" Tang Xuan gave him a sharp look, "If something really goes wrong, you should be ready to deal with your own funeral."

"Hey, isn't it so scary!" The young man made a look of fear, obviously not paying attention.

After a pause, seeing that Tang Xuan hadn't spoken, he said to himself, "That woman named Lan Si came here by herself, and we didn't invite her here. Could it be our fault?"

"No matter how powerful the people behind her are, they have to be reasonable, right? This time we are doing things for the Chamber of Commerce!"

What the young man said was nonchalant, and even more disdainful in his heart.

His name is Tang Ziquan, and he is the leader of the younger generation of the Tang family. He has traveled through several star fields with the family caravan, and his vision and strength are far above ordinary people.

Unlike Tang Xuan, who grew up freely, Tang Ziquan not only broke through the extraordinary early in his strength, but also had many adventures. He is a descendant cultivated by the Tang family.

He had just returned to Xuanhuangxing, and had never experienced the previous farce of the Tang family, so he could not take this matter to heart.

In his opinion, this is really not a big deal.

It is too common for several parties to compete for a resource, and it is too common to fight. When it comes to real fire, others will not stop because of your background.

Isn't this woman named Lan Si the head of a newly established small organization who wants to drink some soup behind the family?

He insisted on calling it a cooperation, and didn't even look at their qualifications.

When he first entered the field, it looked like he still had two brushes, but it didn't take long for him to reveal his bottom—it turned out to be a young boy with no combat experience!

The battle-hardened Tang Ziquan despises the flowers in this kind of greenhouse the most, so he is naturally not polite.

After a few casual words, that Lan Si really took the hook, and was severely injured in the chaotic battle.

While the two were still talking, the door had already been opened. A doctor came out and shook his head gently at Tang Xuan, "We did our best...whether she wakes up or not depends on God's will."

According to God's will, it means that manpower is hopeless.

Tang Xuan was stunned, and was about to speak when another person came to report, "Miss, two people came to visit and said they were your friends."

The corners of Tang Xuan's mouth twitched, she didn't know what to say for a while.