This Group of Players Are All Slimes

On the timeline seventy-five years ago, the players had already completed the preparations for the reconstruction.

This job is actually quite simple. After all, they have rebuilt a large number of towns during this period. They only need to call up similar cases and write a new one.

There are not many material gains, but the classics in the temple of the God of Sacrifice are enough to make up for all the investment.

In addition to the first time, there is also the remaining God's Heart after the death of the God of Sacrifice. As long as this God's Heart is fused with the Nameless God and the creed of the Nameless God is modified, it will not be long before the followers of the Nameless God will also have the ability to priest the God of Sacrifice.

Of course, the evil way of using believers to replace oneself to die will never be added.

The professor flipped through these classics at a glance, and gave a sound of admiration while reading.

"It is worthy of being the god in charge of sacrifices. His application of sacrifices is more profound than other gods."

"Is there any difference?" Asked as he took off his clothes thinking about something.

"The exchange ratio is different. Other gods also have some sacrifice methods, but they are too rough, and both sides will lose a lot of power and supplies, so the path of the god of sacrifice is the fastest. The priesthood of the god of sacrifice can increase the utilization rate of sacrifices to 97%, which is a rather terrifying figure."

I took off my clothes and tried to understand the professor's train of thought, and then it became interesting.

"You mean, ultra-long-distance transportation?"

"That's right. As long as we master this technology, the distance is equivalent to non-existent for us, and the problem that the original portal cannot transport a large amount of materials will disappear. What's more interesting is that the problem of entropy increase will also be solved."

After taking off his clothes, he was completely excited, got up and asked, "How do you understand?"

The professor picked up the heart of the God of Sacrifice, activated the power of the God of Sacrifice, and made an interesting gadget.

From the appearance, it looks like a small windmill with an inclined tank connected to one end of the windmill. When water flows through it, the water will impact its runner and drive the fan blades to rotate.

Breakpoints are set on both sides of the sink, and the professor pours a glass of water into the sink.

The water flows down from the top of the tank, driving the fan blades to start turning.

When the water reaches the breakpoint at the bottom, the water suddenly disappears inexplicably, and then reappears from the breakpoint at the top, flowing almost infinitely.

Although it looks similar to a portal,

But take off your clothes to understand that the two are fundamentally different.

The portal must rely on magic power to support it, and every time something passes through it, it will decay by one point until its own magic power can no longer support it.

But the thing designed by the professor utilizes the heart of God, and the effect is at the level of law. It doesn't need any mana to maintain, it can last forever.

"The purpose of the breakpoint at the bottom is to sacrifice all the water, and the purpose of the breakpoint above is to bestow the sacrificed water here. But now there is a problem, every sacrifice and gift will lose 3% of the quality. After about 23 times, all the quality will decay to half of the original."

A utilization rate of 97% is quite impressive, but under exponential conditions, the number of times is still pitifully small.

"Is there a way to improve efficiency? I think this should be related to our final plan."

"Yes, if the object of sacrifice is matter, the maximum is only 97%, but if it is in the form of energy, then theoretically there is no upper limit. If we master the method of mass-energy conversion, as long as the utilization rate reaches more than 99.9946%, then we can use the law to create energy, and it is a continuous and infinite energy."

Looking out of the window, the professor said with emotion: "If it succeeds, this world will become a beacon in the multiverse, leading the universe to a better future. The characteristics of the gods are really terrifying. They were supposed to be the guides of the future, but unexpectedly they became what they are now."

"It's all God's pot."

"Agreed, there is one more reason to kill that guy. I want a world of infinite energy!"

"Add instant teleportation."

"That's right, energy can be transmitted instantly, and so can matter. This will be comparable to the Internet, no, it will be an even greater invention, and human beings will truly enter a world of great harmony. I thought this was just a fantasy, but I didn't expect to see the possibility here."

"The premise is to kill that guy."

"If you don't do it, you have to do it! I sent a team of Eden out, and their task is to solve this problem. In any case, future leaders must get this technology."

"Who can do it?"

The professor hesitated for a moment.

This person must be a local resident, and must have a sufficient understanding of the gods, and must be strong enough to not be polluted by power.

After much deliberation, the professor found that he had only one candidate.

ron.

In the city of hot springs.

"...finally, the drunk came rushing back and shouted 'Where's the woman with the toothache'. Well, the joke is over."

Taila at the desk blushed, and it took her a long time to recover, and said to Ron as if nothing had happened, "It's normal."

"Really? I almost burst out laughing when I heard that. Next time I'll find something more funny."

"No, this level is fine."

Tyra put down her pen and looked at Ron with interest.

Although at first he thought this guy was a succubus fanatic, but in the past few days of contact, Taila felt that the other party was quite an interesting guy.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Ron and asked, "Are you free tonight?"

"What? Yes, anytime!"

"I'm going back to Hammer Town to assist Alan in the ceremony, and I'm leaving tomorrow. There will be our farewell party tonight, and I happen to be short of a dance partner. So, would you like to be my dance partner?"

"Is...is it the kind of dance that is unique to succubus? Would it be better not to wear clothes?"

Taila laughed awkwardly: "Look, the succubi who can come here are all smart. They spent their time studying before, so we didn't participate in that kind of dance, just a normal dance."

Covering her face, Tyra continued: "I also want to play, but when I think of being in public with strangers, I just... In short, there must be love in that kind of thing, right?"

Looking at Terra, who was flushed and innocent like a pure girl, Ron felt that something was ignited in his heart.

If he was still greedy for the other person's body before, then at this moment, the strong lust is rapidly transforming, and finally turned into love.

Holding Tyra's hand, Ron solemnly said with an unprecedented attitude: "I will be your dance partner. At the same time, I swear, I will make you fall in love with me."

"...Are you greedy for my body?"

"I admit that there is, but I want you to fall in love with me more, because I feel that I can't do without you."

"A poor confession."

"But it's true."

At this time, Ron abandoned his cynicism, and his sincere eyes burned Terra like a flame, making her unable to open her eyes and dare not look at him.

"Okay... okay."

"See you tonight, then. I'll come over in my best clothes and hope to have breakfast in bed together tomorrow morning."

"You really are still greedy for my body. Forget it, come here."

Ron leaned over suspiciously, and then his eyes darkened, someone blocked his eyes, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

When the soft hand was released, Ron found that Tyra had turned, only her small red ears could be seen.

"Tonight, I'm looking forward to it." Tara whispered with her back to Ron.

"Me too, see you tonight."

Ron suppressed the joy in his heart, rushed back to his bedroom, and frantically started looking for his clothes.

When Satan Ye came back, he saw that the bedroom had been turned into a mess,

Ron has changed into a very formal dress.

His appearance itself is not bad, but the overly weird personality conceals this.

Now that he has dressed up a bit, the resulting contrast makes Satan Ye feel that the other party is really a handsome man.

Appreciating himself in the mirror, Ron said to Satan Ye who came in: "How about it, will this body get a little dirty, do I need to put on a swimsuit again?"

"No, that's all right. What are you going to do?"

"Tyra invited me to a farewell party for the evening, so I had to dress up."

"..."

"Strange, shouldn't you be surprised? Why don't you speak?"

"There is your mission, related to the Garden of Eden."

The Garden of Eden mission is related to the future, involving absolute secrecy and no contact.

Those who participated in the Eden Mission will be erased from the records, and there will be no trace of them in the future.

Ron tidied up his black tie without a word, and then asked calmly, "...when are you leaving?"

"tomorrow."

"That's good." Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "There is still a chance to have breakfast."

"By the way, help me prepare a suit of clothes, I invited Julia."

Ron whistled, then gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"This is the most worrying place."

At seven o'clock that night, people had already entered the venue one after another.

The guards at the gate dutifully checked everyone's invitation letter until a priest with a poisonous snake appeared.

"Sir, where's your ticket?"

Facing the guard's questioning, the priest tapped the snake stick on the guard's head as if nothing had happened, and a drop of poison dripped from the snake stick, making the guard immediately confused.

Bypassing the confused guards, the priest picked up a glass of champagne at the front desk with a happy smile on his face.

"What a wonderful stage." Seth said with a smile, the priest of the foolish god.