"You don't even know how to slaughter half?" said Indigo. "The so-called slaughter half means killing half of the people. This is the most common and effective method used by the owner of the manor to conquer a new world. First kill half of the people, and then kill the remaining people in a dishonest way, and the remaining people will be honest and let them do whatever they want."

Zhuang Buyuan was shocked: "What? How can you kill all the men and leave only women? This is too terrible! What should I do with so many young ladies, big sisters, little luoli, big luoli? What should I do if they come and ask me to be responsible every day? How should I take on this burden? Do I want this or that? Oh my God, if all the men are killed, how will these races reproduce? Do you want...well, will I be exhausted... Are you the owner of your manor doing this all day long, and it is indeed licentious! Absurd!"

Indigo?: "…"

Where did you think of?

This guy is so unreliable. He never knows what he is thinking in his head. Whether as the owner of the manor or as an enemy, he really doesn't know how he lost to such a guy.

"Who said that you want to kill all the men..." Indigo? Shaking his head, "What I said is, kill the old man first, then kill some thorns, and leave some middle-aged people..."

"Let's kill all the men." Zhuang Buyuan said, "then there will be no dirty, greasy middle-aged man who will do those bad things to the young lady!"

"Calm down!" Next to him, Lao Bolong hugged the village not far away, "Master, what we need is talents, talents! These people cannot be killed, they cannot be killed!"

Joke, if Zhuang Buyuan killed all the men and the rest of the people came to compete for the owner's wife, what should he do?

Before my family grows up, as long as I always have a breath, your owner will always be a young man!

Lao Bolong's heart was also very firm.

"Who said that you can't kill? People like this should be killed!" Zhuang Buyuan glared at those who were doing something wrong.

"Master, what should I do now?" Lao Bolun asked, then glared at Indigo.

I thought this guy had any constructive opinions, but who thought the opinions put forward were so unconstructive.

"Um..." Zhuang Buyuan's brow frowned again.

At this moment, his brain was running at high speed.

All kinds of ideas came one after another, and then he ruled them out one by one.

If you want these people to come in handy quickly, the conventional method may not work.

You have to find a different approach.

Lao Bolong looked up at Zhuang not far away, and then quickly turned his head.

Zhuang Buyuan's eyes emitted a misty light, as if all kinds of illusory shadows flashed through it.

At this moment, he seemed to be traversing various possibilities, and he seemed to be thinking about nothing, just making his thoughts wander.

As his thoughts, the manor seemed to be shaking, and Lao Bolong, as a subordinate of the country, 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 carried out a lot of calculations.

"I have it." Zhuang Buyuan's eyes lit up suddenly and he raised his head.

"Today's volcanic factories only need to grasp their most fundamental needs and then formulate the simplest rules, the simplest, but very feasible and can be followed!"

After hearing Zhuang Buyuan’s thoughts, Tiandi looked confused, but Lao Bolong was stunned: “Can this work?”

"Can you do it? Let's talk about it!" Zhuang Buyuan said, "At worst, just slaughter half of it!"

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

The power of "The manor is me, I am the manor" has instantly turned into a six-meter-high giant.

The next second, his voice resounded throughout the volcanic factory.

"Everyone listen!"

His voice was so loud that the tower was shaking. Whether it was the people hiding indoors, wandering on the streets, or even those who were doing bad things, they all raised their heads.

Zhuang Buyuan also looked down at the bottom. His eyes swept over, and the invisible terrible power was pressing over, and everyone was silent.

"I only have two words. If you want to survive, it's best to keep it in your heart."

Everyone held their ears up and listened with breath.

"First of all, congratulations on your time travel."

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 stunned and found it difficult to be confident.

Someone had a strange light flashed in his eyes, and an illusion arose in his mind: "Am I the protagonist?"

Someone looked around, as if looking for a camera, probably feeling that he had been tricked.

However, this kind of prank is too large and impossible.

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

"People who have reached level 120 can go home."

"What?"

At this moment, almost everyone was stunned.

"Can you go home?"

"Can we go back?"

"Wait...up to level 120?"

What is the setting?

What's this about playing a game?

Even Lao Bolong wants to use his hand to increase his forehead. Isn’t the idea of ​​Zhuang Buyuan too simple?

Can this method work?

This is reality, not playing games.

And... why is it level 120?

Below, someone shouted desperately: "How to upgrade?"

“Are we in the game?”

"What kind of gaming company are you?"

“Are we kidnapped?”

Zhuang Buyuan smiled slightly: "Please explore other rules by yourself. But all those who violate the rules will be punished."

After Zhuang Buyuan finished speaking this, he retracted his body shape, then reached out and whispered a few words.

In the sky, the hovering black mist fell from the sky. Whether it was the two greasy middle-aged people who violated the woman before, or other people who were doing bad things, they were shrouded in black mist, and screams came from inside.

A few seconds later, the black mist flew into the sky.

Seeing the black mist, it easily devoured those people, and the rest were trembling.

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

"Okay, they have become obedient, and I'll leave the rest to you." Zhuang Buyuan rumbling to Lao Bo.

"Ah? Leave it to me?" Lao Bolun was stunned, "What are you going to do by the owner of the manor?"

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

Seeing that Zhuang turned around and left not far away, Lao Bolong wanted to say something, but stopped talking again.

If he can't do this, he still wants to be the father-in-law of the owner?

but……

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

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

"So where did this hairy monkey go!"
Chapter completed!