Venus, White Spider and five followers are discussing the ancient iron sacred texts and constantly putting forward various requirements. Some people want to package them, some want illustrations, some want philosophy, some want gorgeous words, and the requirements are very complicated. Reading an entertainment fantasy novel without connotation can all have many standards. Some people think the protagonist is not domineering, some people think the protagonist is too pretentious, some people think the setting is too complicated, some people think the setting is too follow-up, some people think the romantic action movies are not rich enough, and the editors think that the pornography is too overly used... There are so many requirements for a novel. Then, for a religious sacred text to save the world, there are more than just many requirements.

The mage said that the cover should be golden. The thief was immediately angry. Are you the coal boss of the Tianchao? You are the rich man?

The Paladin said that the writing style should be written in classical Chinese so that readers can think carefully. The hunter is angry, are you discriminating against the mentally retarded?

The hunter said that the illustrations should have a super clear style. The Paladin was also angry. The style of your sister is super clear.

The mercenary said that the illustrations were Picasso's style. Everyone was angry, would you still let someone see them?

Soon, the angry women rolled up their sleeves to fight, a fierce and sacred atmosphere, just like the thousand-year grudge between Christianity and Islam. Venus quickly broke up and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, everyone is a good sister who shares resources, and live in harmony. As for formulating the sacred scriptures, don't be anxious. If we formulate the sacred scriptures with anger, the sacred scriptures will contain anger, which is not in line with His Majesty's spirit and beliefs. We must be optimistic and not be angry."

White Spider also said: "It is indeed no need to hurry. Any country will take a long time to make a constitution, and it will be revised one after another. We need to make a sacred book that is as rigorous as the Constitution. Of course. I am not saying that the Constitution of the Celestial Empire is just a product of the fantasy of the leaders and experts, and it is useless. The Celestial Empire has various unconstitutional laws and regulations, and a red-headed document from the leader can blatantly unconstitutional. We need to make a sacred book that is as rigorous as the real constitution, so that people can follow it from the heart."

The women gradually calmed down. The mage pulled down his sleeve and coughed lightly, and smiled and said, "Your Highness the Princess said yes."

"Look at the content first, then decide on the illustrations." said the Hunter.

"Yes, let's take a look at the content first." Venus said with a smile, then opened the initial version of the Holy Book and distributed it to women. Some people first read Gu Tie's childhood. Some people first read Gu Tie's teenagers. Mercenaries were reading Gu Tie's elementary school chapter, obviously looking for something, and they were rumbling quickly. Finally, she asked in confusion: "Who has the first love plot without the plot of first love?"

"No." "High school crush failed." "College rejected." The women shook their heads together.

"If you don't have innocent early love, what do you always feel lacking?" the mercenary sighed faintly.

The Paladin read it slowly for a while and said in confusion: "Is this writing... too straightforward?"

"This is the first final version, oral narration of God," Venusman said modestly: "So it's all in vernacular."

"I feel good." The hunter said with a smile: "I am watching the part where His Majesty picked up rags and made toys when he was a child. I feel that it can be accompanied by a wasteland-style illustration. The gray sky covered by radiation clouds, abandoned chariots piled up like mountains, mixed with a few armored soldiers' skeletons, and several deformed mutant lizards crawling on the corpse. They try to find a piece of edible meat. His Majesty, who is still the little devil, stood in front of the garbage dump, with a pale face, a thin skin, wearing an overly wide helmet, and holding a multi-function wrench."

"Hey, when is yours?" the mercenary asked in surprise.

"I was in childhood, I arrived before elementary school at the age of three." The hunter said with a smile.

"Is it? Why is your worldview like the nuclear winter of World War III?" asked the mercenary.

"Don't pay attention to her, she has a bad mind." The mage whispered.

At the door of the guest room, the only protagonist of the Holy Book, the Supreme Demon King, was in a daze. They were chattering and making noises just now. He didn't hear anything. They were chattering and discussing now, but he didn't hear anything. He focused on studying the left hand of the mechanical hand, seeing the wrist from the fingertips, seeing the thumb from the little finger, and appreciating the texture, color, and temperature of the Terminator's metal... Crescent Ambassador Riven stood in front of Gu Tie. He looked at Gu Tie blankly, and finally couldn't help coughing lightly and whispered: "Hi."

Gu Tie raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Why do they call you His Majesty the Demon King?" Ruiwen asked blankly.

Gu Tie thought about it and then suddenly realized it and asked, "Is this your first time participating in the Brave Game?"

Ruiwen nodded and said uncomfortable: "Before this, we were indeed all in the hatch capsule of the mother's nest."

"There are many rounds of such a brave game. Every round, I play the Demon King." Gu Tie said with a smile: "They are all senior actors who participated in many rounds, so I am used to being the Demon King. You can regard 'His Majesty of the Demon King' as my nickname. If these five female barbarians call them 'Princess', the same is true. In the first few rounds, they all played my Princess."

Ruiwen thought about it and said, "This is our first time participating, so the game plot is also our real life."

"I can understand that this round of game is indeed a big production and is real enough," Gu Tie said.

Ruiwen thought for a while and asked again: "Does His Majesty the Demon King still destroy the world in this round?"

"What do you think?" Gu Tie asked with a smile.

Riven stared at Gu Tie and said seriously: "I just said that for us newcomers, games are our real life. We are sincerely involved without reservations and have not been perfunctory. For you, I really feel that you are not a villain. That day, in the Golden Tree Square in Longcheng, I saw you at the first sight, and felt that you were a person who could do things. If you choose the evil camp, choose destruction and chaos, I still don't think I've read it wrong, you are just perfunctory plot."

"Wow, it's very powerful as Clapton." Gu Tie exclaimed.

"What?" Ruiwen asked in confusion again.

"Nothing. Guess, why did I bring you here?" Gu Tie asked.

"You want me to help them." Ruiwen said very carefully.

"Smart girl." Gu Tie smiled and said, "When they are compiling, they will take you away. I don't know what the power of the Crescent Empire is set, but it should not be weak. I hope you can use the power of the Crescent Empire to help them and let them spread my beliefs as soon as possible. The things just now are a bit random, why do I need faith? Do you understand?"

"You need to collect the power of faith and rescue the two princesses." Raven said.

"Yes, only if they escape from the control of the evil dragon can I control the evil dragon." Gu Tie said.

Ruiwen thought silently for a while and nodded and said, "I will help you, but you can only promote your faith in the barbarian forces."

"Oh?" Gu Tie asked curiously.

"All Crescent Women Warriors only adhere to their only faith, the dragon goddess of life and strength." Raven said very simply.

"I understand." Gu Tie said with a smile: "Free belief."

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About a month later, a castle in the northern snowfield had arrows like rain and cannons roaring, but it could not stop the tyrannical evil dragon army. The red dragon hovered in the air and spit out a roar of thunder. Her roar twisted the laws of the world. It summoned the burning fire clouds that covered the sky, pouring out countless meteor fire rains. The castle was bombarded continuously, the rock walls collapsed, the wooden towers burned, and the defenders were in chaos. When the Dragon Berber outside the city saw the chaos in the city defense, it blew a full-scale attack on the trumpet and drum.

The defenders could not bear it at first sight. They could only abandon the castle and treasures and escape from the back door in shame. The red dragon only likes treasures and has no interest in people, so they would not chase the poor deserters and refugees. The Dragon Bible Cult does not have the protection of the dragon power, and they dare not pursue them without pursuing them. Therefore, the defenders and refugees retreated safely, and the casualties were not particularly serious, but they had no property. They all became proletariat. At sunset, they curled up in the snow-covered forest, lacking clothes, food, and camping tools, and could only squeeze into a group of hunger and cold.

At this moment, a woman walked into the forest, attracting the attention of refugees. She wore an ordinary animal fur coat on the outside and an unusual silver-gray tight-fitting dress inside, with a very special texture. It seemed to be a soft metal material that evenly wrapped the whole body. Her slender waist was tightly tied, her plump breasts were bulging, perfectly fitting the female curves, and her craftsmanship was impeccable. The refugees were all women. So they all looked at this dress with envy and awe, as if a country girl saw a lady in the city.

When the woman saw the refugees sitting in the snow in a crowd, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Our castle was attacked by a dragon." A refugee said pitifully.

"I know, so I look for you." The woman frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"We are very tired and sleepy, with no food or clothes." Another refugee stared at the woman's tight clothes again in a daze.

The woman sighed quietly: "Ah, you are all strong warriors, but obviously not qualified survivors. If you want to sleep, you need a warm shelter first. In a humid and cold environment, the human body will consume twice the heat, and the mental and physical energy will be restored less than half. If it is a harsh environment exposed to the cold wind, you will quickly lose heat, and the strongest warriors will be weak, and the weak wounded will even freeze to death. Alas, poor Lamb, obey the guidance of this apostle."

"Apostle?" the refugees asked together.

"Yes, I am the apostle who carried the will of God to spread the gospel to you. Now, I want you to show you how to survive in the cold snowy forest wilderness. First, we build a warm shelter." The apostle borrowed a short knife of a refugee and cut down branches to make a simple and durable broom, picked a densely packed place, and swept the snow to the surface. She also cut down a large number of branches, some of which were spread on the ground, and some branches rely on the trunk to build a simple and thick tree house.

The refugees were stunned and applauded, and many people couldn't wait to start imitating.

"Now, we have a warm shelter and we need a pile of warm flames." The apostle showed the refugees looking for dry burning materials, such as cold and dry moss, dead branches and leaves covered with snow, hard crusts on the inner layers of dead trees, etc. After collecting enough combustible materials, she skillfully drilled wood to make fire. After a while, a flame ignited in her palm. She used the fire to light a bonfire, and then guided the refugees to collect firewood, piled up wood, and then passed the fire to them.

When the cold night fell, all refugees had shelters, all refugees had warm bonfires, but the refugees were still lacking in food. The apostle crushed a dead tree trunk and shook all the parasitic larvae. The refugees were unaware of it, and did not even notice these fat and white bugs. The apostle pinched a bug and said in an almost pious tone: "Its protein is three times that of beef. It can provide the calories we need to survive. It is not something we eat every day, nor is it a good thing, but they can save our lives. We just have to twist its head and…"

She twisted off the bug's head and stuffed it into her mouth. The thorn snatched it in one bite and swallowed it.

The refugees were all stunned and watched the apostles with their eyes that looked at the psychopath and the madman.

The apostle smiled and asked, "Sisters, how do you feel?"

A refugee asked carefully: "If you are poisoned, can you give me this outfit?"

The apostle shook his finger and said with a smile: "If you want beautiful clothes, you can. But you have to fight for it yourself."

"How to fight?" the refugees asked together.

"Take it slow, the first part, optimistic survival." The apostle picked up a wriggling fat white larva...

When a certain apostle spread the gospel in the north, there were also many refugees in the desert in the south, which was also suffering from dragon disasters, and there was also an apostle. In the vast sky and hot desert, the apostle was wearing a linen cloak and walking quickly with a long stick. From time to time, hot wind lifted the hem of the cloak, revealing a pair of beautiful long legs wrapped in silver metal. Obviously, she was also wearing a silver tight clothing.

The land lacking vegetation is very dry, and if there are large groups of pedestrians and wild animals, it is easy to stir up conspicuous dust. The apostle pursues the dust and keeps moving forward. He quickly finds a group of fresh refugees. They have pale faces, thin skin, chapped lips, lack of ragged clothes and equipment, and exposes their strong and slender arms and legs. They have found a pond and are queuing in order to get water. Being able to line up in an orderly manner shows that they have not lost their morale. However, the apostle does not agree with the practice of drinking natural water directly.

"Wait, sisters, wait." The apostle hurried to them.

"Hey, line up." A woman similar to an officer said loudly.

"I'm not drinking water, I want to say. If you can't drink raw water directly, it's easy to get sick. Do you know? The surface of these ponds is clear, but there are actually countless parasites. The water you drink is likely to contain parasite larvae or eggs. They will hatch and develop in your body, drill into your skin, spine, brain, and even drill out of your breasts." The apostle shouted strongly: "When you play lilies at night, suck the other's breasts hard, and you may suck out a nematode."

The refugees suddenly had a stiff expression, and the female officer also asked with a cold face: "What do you know?"

"Who of you has flint or lighter?" asked the apostle.

The female officer took out a lighter and gave it to the apostle, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

"I am an apostle, and I am instructing you on the mission of God." The apostle blinked and then quickly started working. She first collected the wood and burned a lot of black charcoal, then collected the black charcoal and crushed it, wrapped it with a piece of cloth, then placed the charcoal bag in the mouth of a cup, and slowly poured the water on the charcoal bag. The water penetrated the charcoal bag, and fell into the cup tickingly, gradually accumulating a cup of water.

The apostle took off the charcoal bag and showed some black water. He smiled and said, "The water is a little black, but it doesn't matter. Charcoal is not poisonous to the body, so you can drink it directly. If you don't like the smell of fireworks, you can wait until it settles naturally before drinking it. The key point is that the water is filtered by charcoal, and toxins, bacteria and parasites are almost gone. Only such water can be drunk directly."

The female officer and the refugees admired each other very much and applauded together.

The apostle smiled and said, "Survival in the wilderness is a technique and a spirit, and I will teach you little by little."

The refugees were very happy and cheered, as if slaves from the old world had met the savior...

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In the bedroom of the Lord's Palace in Longcheng, Gu Tie leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the east-facing window. Now is the darkest moment before dawn. The window is so dark that there is no moonlight or starlight. There is only the howling wind that keeps pushing the window glass. He sighed secretly, closed his eyes and tasted many faiths from afar. - Faith is a strong spiritual energy that can penetrate the barriers of space and even penetrate the barriers of the universe, reaching the gods from believers. Gu Tie can feel many faiths, the bitter and cold north and the barren south, which are the most, about thousands; there are fewer in the east and west, only a few hundred; the middle is the least, and there are only more than one hundred.

He chose one of the strong and passionate calls, concentrate on releasing divine power, and connect the soul to the soul. Suddenly, his consciousness crossed the barrier of time and space, reached a cave in the snow-capped mountains in the north, and attached to a metal statue. The cold statue gained the scorching power and became his consciousness body, making him feel as if he had arrived at the cave himself. A girl knelt in front of him. He prayed devoutly: "His Majesty the Demon King, your most devout believer Mia called you and asked for your merciful favor..."

"Stop talking nonsense, say what you have to do." Gu Tie said lightly, and the voice of the soul was directly transmitted to the heart of the believer Mia through the transit of the statue. Mia was very excited. She looked up at Gu Tie and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, I am a small team leader of the Northern Resistance Army. Because of my mistakes, the sisters were trapped in the snow-capped mountains, without food, and attacked by various monsters. We believe in His Majesty's teachings. We are optimistic about finding food and living optimistically. Yesterday morning, we ate three snow rats; yesterday afternoon, we ate a snowfield troll. Yesterday afternoon, we continued to eat the troll meat that we could not finish at noon."

"Well done, only strong warriors can hunt trolls," Gu Tie said.

"The troll's flesh is so hard, it makes our teeth hurt so much." Mia complained.

"First will, optimistic and pay attention to calcium supplementation, can exercise strong teeth," Gu Tie said.

"Thank you for your comfort, your Majesty is so kind." Mia burst out laughing and shouted again: "But this morning, we were chased by a group of giant spiders in snowy mountains. They blocked the way down the mountain, and we planned to defeat them and eat them. But the spiders are too ugly, and the sisters are disgusted when they see them. They have no appetite at all. Your Majesty, do we still want to eat spiders?"

"Of course, the legs of giant spiders can be cooked to become a source of high-quality protein supplements." Gu Tie said with a smile: "As for the beauty and ugliness of food? Mia, your understanding is not deep enough. Food is just food, which replenishes our protein and calories, and it doesn't matter how beautiful and ugly it is. No matter what you eat, you only need to pay attention to protein, calories and water content. Eat high-protein substances and pay attention to replenishing water."

Mia nodded and said loudly, "Thank you for your advice, I will lead my sisters to eat spiders right away."

"Yes, kid, have hope and stay optimistic." Gu Tie said with a smile.

"Yeah, your majesty, is it possible for me to become a princess?" Mia shouted again, still raising her well-developed breasts.

"Child, you can have hope." Gu Tie said with a smile, then stopped spiritual communication, and his consciousness suddenly broke away from the statue of God and returned to his body. He was a little uncomfortable, and turned his eyes and took deep breaths, trying to relieve the sleepiness of his mind. - In the past month, five apostles have been running around to promote his beliefs, spread his knowledge, and build his faith. He has also been studying hard and studying some simple and useful techniques. The "Inspiration of God" just now is one of them.
To be continued...