Chapter 1036 Congratulations on Your Collective Time Travel

"You don't even know about slaughtering half?" Indigo said: "The so-called massacre means killing half of the people. This is the most common and most effective method used by the manor owner to conquer a new world. Kill half of the people first. people, and then kill the dishonest ones among the remaining people, and the remaining people will become honest, and let them do whatever they want."

Zhuang Buyuan was shocked: "What? How can you kill all the men and leave only the women? This is too terrible! What should I do with so many little sisters, big sisters, little lolita, big lolita What should I do? What should I do if they come to me every day to ask me to take responsibility? How can I bear this burden? Do I want this or that? Oh my god, if all the men are killed, how will these races reproduce? Do I have to...well, will I die from exhaustion...Do you, the owner of the manor, do this all day long? It's really debauched! Ridiculous!"

Indigo: "..."

Where did you think you were going?

This guy is so unreliable, you never know what is going on in his head. Whether as the owner of the manor or as an enemy, I really don't know how I could lose to this guy in the first place.

"Who said we should kill all the men..." Indigo shook his head, "I said, kill the old people first, then kill some thornheads, and leave some mature men..."

"Let's kill all the men." Zhuang Buyuan rubbed his fists and said, "That way there won't be any dirty, greasy middle-aged people doing bad things to young ladies!"

"Calm down, calm down!" Next to him, Old Honglong quickly hugged Zhuang Buyuan, "Zhuang Master, what we need are talents, talents! These people can't be killed, can't be killed!"

What a joke, if Zhuang Buyuan kills all the men and the remaining ones compete for the owner's wife, what will happen to his Luo Luo?

Before my Luoluo grows up, as long as I, old Banglong, are still breathing, your owner will always be a baby!

Lao Honglong was also very determined in his heart.

"Who says you can't kill? People like this should be killed!" Zhuang Buyuan glared at those who were acting recklessly.

"Master, what should we do now?" Old Honglong asked, and then glared at Indigo.

I originally thought this guy had some constructive opinions, but who would have thought that the opinions he put forward were so unconstructive.

"Well..." Zhuang Buyuan frowned again.

His brain was running at high speed at this moment.

Various ideas came to him one after another, and then he dismissed them one by one.

If you want to put these people to use quickly, I'm afraid conventional methods won't work.

You have to find another way.

Lao Honglong looked up at Zhuang Buyuan, and then quickly turned his head.

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes emitted a hazy light, and various illusory shadows seemed to flash through them.

At this moment, he seemed to be running through various possibilities, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing, just letting his thoughts wander.

Following his thoughts, the manor seemed to be shaking, and as a subordinate of Zhuang Buyuan, Lao Honglong felt that the factory orders on his chest were buzzing.

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan intentionally or unintentionally mobilized the resources of the manor and made a lot of calculations.

"Yes." Zhuang Buyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and he raised his head.

"Now the volcano factory only needs to grasp their most fundamental needs, and then formulate the simplest rule, the simplest, but very feasible and can be followed!"

After hearing Zhuang Buyuan's thoughts, Indigo looked confused, but Lao Honglong was dumbfounded: "Is this possible?"

"Whether it works or not, let's give it a try!" Zhuang Buyuan said, "In the worst case, I'll just kill half of it!"

Lao Honglong licked his lips, Zhuang Buyuan had already stood up straight.

With the power of "The manor is me, I am the manor", Zhuang Buyuan's body instantly turned into a six-meter-tall giant.

The next second, his voice echoed throughout the volcano factory.

"Everyone listen!"

His voice was so loud that it shook the tower. People hiding indoors, wandering on the streets, and even people doing bad things all raised their heads.

Zhuang Buyuan also lowered his head and looked down. His gaze swept across, and an invisible terrifying force overwhelmed everyone. Suddenly everyone was silent.

"I have only two words. If you want to survive, you'd better keep them in mind."

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened with bated breath.

"First of all, congratulations on traveling through time."

As soon as this sentence came out, the crowd below had all kinds of expressions.

Some people are confused and don’t understand what time travel means.

Some people were dumbfounded and found it difficult to be confident.

A strange light flashed in someone's eyes, and an illusion appeared in their mind: "Am I the protagonist?"

Others looked around, seemingly looking for cameras, probably thinking they were being pranked.

However, this kind of prank is really too big in scale and too impossible.

Zhuang Buyuan didn't care about the various reactions below.

"Those who reach level 120 can go home."

"What?"

At this moment, almost everyone was stunned.

"Can I go home?"

"Can we still go back?"

"Wait...reach level 120?"

What setting is this?

What the hell is this about playing games?

Even Lao Honglong wants to increase his quota with his hands. Is Zhuang Buyuan's idea too simple?

Is this possible?

This is reality, not a game.

And... why is it level 120?

Below, someone was already shouting desperately: "How to upgrade?"

"Are we in a game?"

"What kind of game company are you?"

"Have we been kidnapped?"

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly: "For other rules, please explore on your own. But everyone who violates the rules will be punished."

After Zhuang Buyuan said this, he retracted his body, then stretched out his hand and whispered a few words.

In the sky, the swirling black mist descended from the sky. Whether it was the two greasy middle-aged men who had violated the woman before, or other people who were doing bad things, they were all shrouded in the black mist, and screams could be heard from inside. sound.

After a few seconds, black mist flew into the sky.

Seeing how easily the black mist swallowed up those people, the remaining people were trembling.

It seems that this is the punishment for breaking the rules.

"Okay, they have become good, and the rest will be left to you." Zhuang Buyuan said to Lao Honglang.

"Ah? Leave it to me?" Old Honglong was stunned, "Master, what do you want to do?"

"Of course I have to go back and help them prepare for the game!"

Seeing that Zhuang turned around and walked away, Lao Honglong wanted to say something, but stopped.

If he couldn't do this, why would he still want to be the father-in-law of the village owner?

but……

"I don't understand games... I need to find an expert."

"Ah, by the way...Gate! Gate!"

"Where did this hairy monkey go?"