System experience officer

Chapter 2372. Survival System 6

Voldemort, lost in thought, pondered: "Wait a minute, you're kidding me. How could you possibly kill them all and still have hundreds of millions left?"

Han Zifeng complained, "I'm not kidding you. When evil cultivators take action, they can wipe out an entire village, which can easily number in the thousands. If they're lucky, they can massacre several villages without being discovered, and then the Myriad Soul Banner will be created. But if they're caught doing this, they can create a bunch of guys shouting 'Exterminate demons and protect the righteous path,' and then wipe them all out. And then they can convert them into a magical artifact. You can think of it as killing people, stealing magic wands, and then converting those wands. Then there's that strange feeling you get, that's called merit. Once you accumulate enough merit, you can become a god. That's how my Grim Reaper and all that came about."

Voldemort nodded, then surprisingly asked, "What about our side?"

Zi Feng replied, "It seems like you guys need to extract other people's divine essence. By the way, if you have nothing better to do, why don't you dig up the tombs of those Western gods? If you happen to find a powerful magical divine essence, all your soul artifacts could become human."

Voldemort: "Aren't you afraid Dumbledore will come after you?"

Zi Feng complained, "Let Grindelwald go."

Voldemort: "So they're a couple? No way!"

Zi Feng retorted, "Yes, it really is. By the way, aren't you and Bella a couple too?"

Voldemort: "What the hell?"

Zi Feng: "Don't you have a child too?"

Voldemort: "Wait, why don't I know about this? When did this happen?"

Zifeng replied, "The major changes you made before you died were around 1998."

Voldemort looked up at the sky, utterly speechless. He asked curiously, "Who killed me?"

Zi Feng laughed wildly: "Neville Longbottom, known as the Gryffindor Sword Saint, but you're just unlucky. The chances of you getting accidentally injured by him are quite high. That kid's main trait is bad luck; strange things just happen around him. Getting accidentally injured when you get close is perfectly normal. Actually, you were essentially tricked to death by Dumbledore and Snape working together, but over here, Harry isn't a white kid anymore, so who knows what will happen next?"

Voldemort asked again, "So, are you going to get involved?"

Zi Feng shrugged: "Don't bother me. You can't even figure this out. It's not me who's embarrassed."

At this moment, Dark Origin sent a message to Zi Feng: "Sister, are you really planning to make Voldemort accept this world?"

Zi Feng scoffed, "No, that guy's become much more normal after his training. Apart from his slightly eccentric values, he's quite suitable. Or are you planning to include Dongfang as well?"

Dark Origin: "If you arrange this, I can level up, so what do you think is the best way for me to arrange it?"

Zi Feng asked curiously, "By the way, you've got the Japanese here, but didn't you arrange anything for Dongfang?"

The Dark Origin replied, "Arrangements can be made, but the combat strength of the East and West is indeed quite different. If a few evil cultivators were to emerge, they could wipe out the entire West."

Zi Feng complained, "What does that have to do with me? As long as they don't involve the Prince family, we can still be good friends. Otherwise, you know the consequences of my anger. Also, since you want to upgrade, you need to make clear arrangements for both the higher-ups and the lower-ups. Speaking of which, if you don't want the East to rule the West, you can totally move to an interstellar mode. That way, the battle losses will basically be balanced. But don't set up any mythological arenas or bizarre arenas, otherwise, as a Chinese deity, it will be quite awkward for everyone."

The Dark Origin Dot ...

Zi Feng nodded and said, "Let me know when you've figured it out. After all, the battle should also be included. It's about mortals using weapons to kill wizards. Speaking of which, I think this is a good way to play. We can include all kinds of demon hunters. Anyway, you're also into dark themes."

Dark Origin thought for a moment and asked, "Which one do you think is more reliable?"

Zi Feng replied, "I suggest going for interstellar travel. Since it's based on a Western fantasy world, if you turn it into an Eastern fantasy world, even if these Westerners survive, it'll be a waste. If it's interstellar, then it's basically everyone relying on their own abilities to explore the universe together. That way, when the cosmic era comes and the Zerg invade, there can be another wave of growth. You could even choose to have the Zerg or the machines occupy the territory. Whether you win or lose doesn't seem to matter much, since you're not exactly a high-level being and your requirements aren't that high, right?"

Dark Origin paused for a moment before replying, "Although your words are harsh, it's really no problem. I'll think about it."

Zifeng reminded him: "Hey, don't run away. Remember, in a world like yours, the male and female leads are not allowed to be idiots or love-struck. It's not impossible for them to fall apart in a minute. Anyway, at worst, we can just clean up the mess again. Whether you level up or not really doesn't concern me much."

The Dark Origin... I feel so sad. Should I say, no wonder she's the Goddess of Destruction, she even gave advance notice of death to the dragon? *Sigh*, sigh again.

As for Zi Feng, she didn't care anymore after saying that. However, at her strong suggestion, her parents actually started having more children than allowed, and in just five years, the Prince family suddenly had six more kids. Zi Feng was very satisfied, because now she could happily relax and do nothing.

Fortunately, the Prince family was truly wealthy, so Zi Feng happily asked her father to buy more Pokémon. After all, taking care of a child was less stressful with Pokémon around. Over the years, she had been subscribing to the Prophet's newspaper, and, well, Rita Skeeter really could make things up. You could treat her reports like fiction, no problem, but if you took them seriously, you'd be a fool.

She also bought a copy of the newspaper that contradicted her. By combining the two newspapers, it was easy to find out the truth. The problem was, Rita Skeeter was really infuriating to look at. So, Zifeng happily asked Voldemort to help her recruit that beetle.

Voldemort didn't care; he was more interested in researching soul potions now. Zi Feng was quite satisfied that, apart from two who were as technically inept as their father, the remaining four of her younger sisters and brothers were quite reliable.

One of them looked like a scoundrel, always acting like everyone owed him money, with a sullen face, so Zi Feng forcibly changed his name to Severus Prince. His relatively cheerful older brother was renamed Alan Prince.

Dad said he didn't understand, but he supported them. And you know what? Their potion-making talent really had a Seraphim-esque quality; they could brew a love potion at five years old, which resulted in them getting a beating from their father, mother, and sister.

However, their potions could be sold without any problem, and these two boys had already become potion masters at the age of ten. Zi Feng felt that one of the brothers must be a proper follower of the religion.

Severus: "Sis, don't even think about it. We're just naturally gifted."

Zi Feng: "Are you two sure this is what you call high talent? Tell the truth."