This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Although the avatar Lu Fan expressed support for all the needs of the players, the professor still explained his plan in detail and recorded it to avoid any problems in the future.

During the whole process, the avatar Lu Fan kept staring at the professor with eyes like the protagonist of a hot-blooded cartoon, as if his eyes were about to burn, which made the professor feel uncomfortable.

He would rather the devil suddenly explode and hang himself from the street lamp than to be stared at like this.

After finally finishing speaking, the professor let out a long breath, and then asked, "What do you think?"

"In other words, you are going to do experiments on the dead, and then try to transfer their souls? This is a very good thing. Rescue innocent souls and free them from pain, I can't think of anything else The reason for stopping this. Rollin, what do you think?"

"I totally agree."

"Then it's decided. It just so happens that I have raided three military regions before, and I can use it now. Do you want to be here or go to the battlefield?"

"Here, I need to arrange some rituals in advance."

"No problem, I'll bring some of the dead back right away, and let the others not be too busy purging, see you later."

Watching the avatar Lu Fan leave, all the players present felt a sense of physical discomfort.

No fishing, no ordering the players to work, no justifiably enjoying the fruits of victory...

Such a demon king is really not used to it at all.

"I confess, I apologize. At first, I thought such a devil sounded good, but after getting along with him, it feels weird." A player said.

"Me too, it's like when your mother starts calling you by your full name, you feel an instinctive sense of dread even knowing she won't hit you."

"I don't want such a devil king, I prefer the kind of leisurely devil king."

"Let's start the sacrificial activity as soon as possible, and make this activity a daily compulsory course for believers after returning home."

"It's a proposal that touches my heart."

In less than half an hour, a large number of dead fell from the sky, filling the entire 22nd Military Region with the groans and roars of the dead.

After hearing the news, Ferdinand II came to know that it was the masterpiece of his avatar Lu Fan,

Naturally, I pretended I didn't see it, and continued to do my own muscle-building exercises.

The players quickly held down a dead man, tied him to the stone pillar, and signaled the professor to start.

But after seeing the materials prepared by the professor, some players said: Can this thing work?

A roll of toilet paper, a cup of warm water, and a simple radio made of copper wire and iron sheets are all the materials needed for the ceremony.

Facing the doubts from the players, the professor explained: "The body of the deceased is already dead, so it cannot be replicated using a replica vessel. And the required doll is still being produced, so only a sound-generating device is needed."

"What are toilet paper and warm water for?"

"I want to wipe off my sweat and drink some water."

"I don't need anything to cooperate with your ceremony!"

"Otherwise? The magic itself should be a very simple act, and its method of casting should be simpler than magic. The reason why most of the current magic is complicated is that it needs to be unique and ritual, but our nameless God is created by himself, the uniqueness can be solved in Chinese, and the ritual is not needed at all. So, that's it. When we package it into a commodity for sale, we will add some extra useless rituals, so that It looks worth the price."

Accepting the professor's explanation half-believingly, the players formed a circle, ready to see how the professor performed the ritual.

Jumping to the side of Death, the professor's expression changed.

He solemnly bowed in the direction of southeast and northwest, and then read devoutly in Chinese: "Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque, Xuanwu. The four directions are auspicious, and the four images are auspicious. Forty forty-six, the number is in harmony with the Tao, and the Tao is in harmony with nature." , naturally have spirits."

After chanting this sentence repeatedly, everyone present could see that the tied up dead man began to struggle vigorously, and the rope with thick wrists seemed unable to restrain him at all.

After struggling for half a minute, the deceased suddenly opened his mouth wide, and white mist-like things gushed out of his mouth, and then quickly flowed into it after touching the simple radio in front of him, and disappeared inside.

When the last bit of white mist disappeared, the dead man hung his head powerlessly. The dead body decayed rapidly at this moment, and finally turned into a pile of pus and blood exuding a foul smell.

Under the professor's order, several players frowned and burned the pus-stained rope, while another group of players surrounded the simple radio and asked, "Did it succeed?"

"I don't know yet." The professor skillfully set up another radio, "Here I use the resonance principle of the soul. When that radio starts to think about a problem, this radio will also receive a signal and make a sound. You guys You can try to ask him some questions and see if he can answer you."

"I'll go first! What's the lottery number today?"

"You're playing Die Fairy!"

"Then, how to commercialize nuclear fusion?"

"This is not a supercomputer either! If you have any questions, ask Wu Dao!"

"What color are the professor's socks?"

"What do you want to do to me! Can you ask meaningful questions?"

"How did you die?"

"This kind of question can be asked casually!"

"I don't remember clearly, maybe he was stabbed to death."

"Who's talking! Kind of stand up!"

"I don't know where to stand, but it doesn't matter."

Hearing this hoarse voice, the professor froze for a moment, then looked at the two simple radios side by side.

"Damn it, it worked!" A player shouted in surprise.

"Damn it, it really worked!" The professor shouted in disbelief.

"Professor, let us be surprised, why are you more surprised than us?"

"Because I don't believe that I can succeed the first time! Everyone, calm down and help me apply for the Nobel Soul Prize!"

"Professor, Nobel doesn't have that award, you are the one who needs to calm down the most."

"How do you want me to calm down, the greatest discovery in the history of mankind! You ask questions first, and I will immediately apply for research funding. My chance to become a professor has finally come!"

Seeing the professor go offline directly, the remaining players looked at each other in blank dismay. It took a long time before someone asked, "Can the things in the game be used to apply for funds in reality?"

"Maybe the professor's leader is as nervous as him, and somehow he succeeded."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, let's ask some questions instead of the professor. Do you remember your name?"

A series of noises with bad signals came from the radio, and then the other party asked doubtfully, "Magic Girl Britney?"

"Professor, come back, your experiment failed!"

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