Pan Ting subconsciously asked, "Why can't it?"

Zaozi said: "This is the setting of the existence of the earth, it really doesn't work."

There was anger hidden in Sa'er's eyes: "Think seriously, don't be perfunctory."

Pan Ting: "..." Are they the perfunctory products of the Earth's Creator? It is really inspiring to think that the Earth's human beings who are so perfunctory have gradually become an alternative civilization that even the system is targeted by the system with their unremitting and unyielding spirit.

Sa'er Cantonese: "Humanity will be the main force leading the world forward."

Pan Ting pointed at himself and then at Sa'er: "What about us?"

Zaozi kicked him in the foot with dissatisfaction: "Who are you with us?"

Saar Canal: "The Creator is the Leader."

Pan Ting snapped his fingers: "Ceo, I understand the strategic level. So do you have any ideas for creating human beings?"

Sa'er can't do it: "You are responsible. Before sunset, I will see ten plans."

Pan Ting exclaimed: "Ten?"

Sa'er flew over with a knife, and Pan Ting smiled all over his face: "Ten are too few, not sincere enough, twelve are better, six or six are going to be successful."

After Sa'er left, Pan Ting picked up Zaozi and said, "Did I dig a hole and jump down just now?"

Zaozi said: "The pit is still very deep."

"..." Pan Ting turned on the computer, "Wait, he just said before sunset? Hahaha, is there no sun in this world at all? I can't even think that sunset can't come from, where does the sunset come from? Hahaha, there is no sunset, this time limit is no time limit!"

He smiled for a long time while holding his stomach, lowered his head and met Zaozi's sympathetic gaze.

Pan Ting said: "If there is bad news, don't say it."

Zaozi said: "System message, the natural system has been updated. A minute ago, Red Hair had completed the sun mission, so congratulations, the sun bath you yearn for is no longer a dream!"

Pan Ting covered his throat: "I suddenly felt difficult to breathe, and I might not see the sun tomorrow."

"Sunset will be the last scenery you see in your life."

“…”

Pan Ting carefully entered his ideas for humanity.

Elf.

Although the elves were not his idea, they did not exist in the reality of the earth. I believe that Sar is difficult to refuse such a beautiful creature. He searched for a large amount of information about the elves from Baidu, and even the pictures were ready-made, and then copied and pasted to complete it.

Mermaid.

The mermaid with a beautiful singing voice and appearance is also the darling of the Creator. I believe it must be in line with Saar's nitpicking taste.

3. Titan Giant.

Beauty needs to be set off!

Vampire.

How can the immortal blood clan not come! Otherwise, who will those mysterious castles built on the top of the mountain live for?

Dwarves.

He doesn't like dwarves very much, but... in order to get twelve, this is a must. Although there are strong competitors such as elves, mermaids and blood clans, maybe Sa'er has a unique aesthetic view and is just interested in short ones.

"Right?" Pan Ting smiled slightly at Zaozi.

Zao, who secretly stretched out his hand, intending to take advantage of his inattention, chose "upgrade the man behind the Creator" as the system reward, was startled and his hand suddenly shrank back from the keyboard.

Pan Ting saw the picture on the computer screen and happily touched his head: "I forgot if you didn't remind me, and I haven't chosen a reward yet." He chose the healing technique.

The creator who steals chickens and loses rice: "..."

Pan Ting stretched out his hand, watched a white light flowing between his five fingers, and said excitedly: "Do you have any wounds?"

Zaozi subconsciously hugged the tentacles.

“Free trial!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zaozi disappeared.

Pan Ting shook his head regretfully and continued his previous work.

The orioles sing thousands of miles away, and the green reflects the river, and the homework is handed over at sunset.

The flowers on the sunrise river are better than fire, and the homework is handed over at sunset.

...

Pan Ting looked up from the computer and saw that Sa Er had arrived at some point. He sat next to him in a daze and waited until he saw it to come back to his senses: "Okay?"

Pan Ting handed him the computer, guessing that the comment he gave him was excited "verygood" or plain "good".

“Redo.”

"Thank you...ah?" Pan Ting blinked and looked at him in disbelief.

Thrall threw the computer back to him: "The system will not pass."

"Why? Angel Elf Mermaid, Titan Dwarf Vampire... If you want to be beautiful, you will be beautiful. If you want to be miserable, you will be miserable, and if you want to be miserable, you will be miserable, why not pass?"

Sa'er Canal: "To be original."

Pan Ting was surprised: "How do you know I'm not original?"

Sa'er said: "Where is your sword king?"

Pan Ting was stunned. He remembered the period when he had just met Green Hair and was imprisoned by him. In order to please him, he kept telling stories and popularized the settings of cultivating immortals. Unexpectedly, the other party always remembered it.

Saer said word by word: "You must, the human beings you create. You have good ideas, you have strong abilities, believe in yourself, and not lose to anyone."

The tone of speaking like this actually vaguely overlaps with the image of green hair. Pan Ting wiped his face like self-specker. They were originally the same person, so what overlap or not?

Saer handed him back the computer: "Before sunrise tomorrow, there are ten new plans."

Zaozi seemed to know the time when Sa'er came in and went out, and only came back after he left. Pan Ting was lying in the chair, his feet were raised on the table, and he held Zaozi's metal plate in his hand, patting his stomach all at once.

"This way of losing weight is unscientific," Zaoko said. "Have your plan been completely rejected?"

Pan Ting said lazily: "It seems like I have no shining points at all."

Zaozi looked at his listless look and thought that he should choose a, give him a heavier blow, let him rebound completely, cheer him up, or choose b, give him a few candies, and help him build his confidence: "In fact, you have great highlights and strong adaptability. I heard that other Zaozi have encountered many Creator who are seeking death, and later his mental breakdown." He finally chose b.

Pan Ting said: "Thank you for your praise. I can indeed win the Nobel Prize in terms of living a life of silence."

Zaozi said: "You are also very persevering and have been persisting until now."

Pan Ting said: "The answer is the same as above."

Zaozi turned his head silently to play with the computer.

Pan Ting poked its back with his toes: "Hey, why don't you say it?"

Zaozi said, "You don't need it at all."

"Who said I didn't need it?" Pan Ting took the computer back from it, "I need it very much. You gave me new inspiration!"

Zaozi watched curiously as he entered the "Glorious Clan" into the computer, "Is it a new setting? It has something to do with light?"

Pan Ting didn't say anything and continued to type.

Name: Glorious Clan

Introduction: The working people are the most glorious! They are a group of simple and kind working people living at the foot of the mountain, with the best qualities in the world such as hard work, courage, and firmness. They are willing to help others, full of love for the world, and full of confidence in themselves...

Zaozi: "..."

Pan Ting handed the metal plate to Zaozi, asked him to hold it, and then slowly drew it towards his hazy appearance on the metal plate.

Zaozi: "..."

The rising sun emerged from the east little by little.

The purple horse and the green tiger woke up from their sleep, leaned against each other to the river to find water. Five or six gray-white round and round fur balls jumped and ran from behind them, flew into the water, and several thorns disappeared. Two green vines emerged from the ground and swayed on the ground for a few times. When the cold wind blew, it shrank for a while and then crawled back into the ground.

Under the sunshine, all things are full of vitality.

And the person who created these was lying on the table on his back, biting his pen in his mouth, and sleeping loudly. Although he no longer needed to sleep after becoming the Creator, the brain power he consumed was too great last night, and he decided to reward himself.

A gentle force slowly pulled the pen from his mouth.

Pan Ting suddenly woke up.

Saure pulled out his pen holder and looked down at the computer.

Pan Ting rubbed his eyes and sat up, waiting for Sar a little nervous and expectantly for feedback.

Sa'er asked casually: "Only one."

Pan Ting smiled dryly and said, "Time is too tight..." He suddenly stopped talking, and he stared at Sa'er in surprise.

Thrall actually...
Chapter completed!