"You're a hero and a celebrity now. What do you think?"

Tang Xiaobao joked: "I've already said it, thank the Party, thank the people, thank-"

"Stop it." Luo Ya shook her head and walked away.

Xiang Wang chuckled and said, "Old Tang, you've suddenly become a millionaire. Shouldn't you treat us?"

Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Gosh, your family is so rich, and you don't even care about my one million."

…

After being reminded by Xiang Wang, Tang Xiaobao found an opportunity to go to the toilet. He couldn't wait to call to check his account and confirmed that one million had indeed arrived. Only then did he feel relieved. He was also afraid of blank checks. Money is only money when it is in his hands.

After opening the system, he was shocked again. His reputation was rising rapidly, but he still hadn't been promoted. Tang Xiaobao was still not discouraged. He thought that once it was broadcast on TV, and if he performed well in the college entrance examination, he would definitely be promoted.

"Master, I'm going to attack the Spirit King."

Tang Xiaobao was stunned and said, "Okay, okay."

Lan Nu hesitated, "Master, unless it's absolutely necessary, you must not wake me up again, otherwise I might fail to level up, and then I'll never have the chance to advance again. In fact, it doesn't matter whether I advance or not, Lan Nu just wants to help Master do more things."

Tang Xiaobao felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry for this time. Go attack the Spirit King. I promise not to call you again."

"If there is any danger, Lan Nu will wake up on his own initiative, master, don't worry."

After saying that, Lan Nu yawned, sat cross-legged in a corner of the magic ring, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

She still looked very beautiful, yet also looked solemn and majestic, like a Bodhisattva from hell, which made Tang Xiaobao a little dazed for a moment.