Chapter 204 You Are Just Gluttoning My Flesh
A mysterious cat was combing its hair. He had no good intentions, he just owed Lin Xinhuan a favor.
Although the God of Creation consumed 70% to 80% of his energy, the energy required to create a medium-sized world cannot be underestimated.
Even though there was only a little more than 20% left, Lin Yi had the upper hand in the struggle between the two factions.
The system can also provide more benefits to each host.
In a world where people fight with the help of the power of gods, the stronger the power, the greater the power.
"Xiao Baji, I've had good luck with blind boxes recently. I actually won three ancient gods in a row."
A certain host (a poor little kid whose mother died, whose father didn't love him, and who was being hunted by a group of concubines) was fiddling with three mini figures in his hands. The three figures were emitting golden light, and were only five centimeters in size, and could be contained in one hand.
She couldn't help but sigh that high-end figures are different, made of gold.
Compared with the previous weird little wooden sculpture, which seemed to be made with a few casual strokes, it is completely on two different levels.
The expressions are lifelike, and the clothes are carved with precision down to every detail and texture.
It's like it will transform into a real person if it leaves your hand.
"Bodhi Patriarch, Tongtian Sect Master, Taishang Laojun! Every one of them can save lives.
This level is completely different from the previous one. It smells like pickled cabbage when you step on it with your feet."
There was a hint of disdain in his tone, which made the little man in his pocket unhappy.
The host was startled for a second, humbly protecting his pocket, and coaxing in a gentle voice: "Brother Monkey, I'm not talking about you, it's just that Bajie is too weak."
It's typical to say bad things about whoever is not around.
(The number of times the Bajie figure is created has been used up and has been recycled by the system)
If the monkey gets angry, who will save him?
(The figure has the character's personality. Sun Wukong has high force and is good at fighting. The disadvantage is that there is a 10% chance that he will not accept the summon.)
Before her, among a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, only Monkey King could fight.
She discovered that once you said something that he didn't want to hear, he would never come out to help, or would wait until you escape before showing up.
"Hmph~Grandpa Sun~"
Mumbling softly, the little man that had been calmed down flew out and hit her on the head.
"Ouch~" The host covered his head in pain.
The little system laughed secretly.
Unexpectedly, the originally arrogant Monkey King would become as well-behaved as possible when he saw Patriarch Bodhi and stood in front of him.
The host looked at the Bodhi Patriarch figurine that had not yet been activated, and always felt that the originally fixed smile had become gentle.
An idea suddenly came to her mind, and she smiled with ill intention. Isn't Patriarch Bodhi the master of Sun Wukong? Finally, someone can control Monkey King!
Thank you for my good luck, thank you for the inexplicable good luck!
She clasped her hands together and knelt down everywhere in a mysterious manner.
The hosts of some worlds were able to escape death because of the increase in system energy and timely assistance.
It was Lin Xinhuan who changed the tragic future of the Magic Continent, so the God of Creation sacrificed himself to Lin Yi. It can be said that Lin Yi owed her a big favor.
Noticing that she was feeling a little down, he restored the antiques that had been devoured by the bad system.
After the Lin family attended the closing ceremony of the Olympics and visited all the attractions in City B, Lin Xinhuan returned to Shenshan Town.
The white-haired man had become thinner and lowered his head in a somewhat dejected manner.
You can hear birds singing from all directions from a long distance away.
"My king, my white-haired king, you are finally back. I missed you so much~"
Old fart, no, butt parrot flew over with exaggerated blush on its cheeks and a hoarse voice, which had to be said to have the flavor of a little eunuch in ancient times.
Baimao didn't want to lose his dignity in front of his subordinates, so he held on.
"It feels like a long time since we last met~ I miss you so much that I am almost exhausted~"
Lin Xinhuan took a glance and saw its shiny feathers. It was clearly just a small parrot, but standing in front of the big goose's white feathers, it didn't seem much smaller.
When they were away, Pipi lived a very comfortable life and even gained a lot of weight.
"Without you, God's Eye has lost its backbone. Your return has boosted our morale!"
As he spoke, roses began to rain from the sky, and the Eye of God held a rose petal in its mouth.
Lin Xinhuan's eyes twitched. My roses, look at the grand rain of petals, I hope they won't pluck all of them.
Do they still remember who pays their wages, who provides them with food, and who owns the roses?
He left Lin Xinhuan aside and kept fawning over Baimao.
Her heart felt so cold, as if the cool breeze was blowing only towards her.
Baimao's originally depressed mood disappeared completely, like a depressed balloon. But when Butt said a word, he puffed up a little, slowly inflated, shook his feathers, and came back to life!
The little goose, who was originally able to travel but had never been out of the town, was extremely happy when he first set foot in City B.
I plan to check in at various scenic spots and take some tourist photos to show off to my friends when I get back.
At this time, the number one bootlicker master Pipi would definitely praise Baimao's heroic posture at the top of his lungs.
Every time Lin Xinhuan heard Pipi's 500-word flattering essay, she spoke up for the foolish kings in history for the first time.
It's no wonder they are stupid and believe the slander of treacherous ministers. Who can resist the words of someone who looks up to you and worships you wholeheartedly?
What treacherous minister? He just feels sorry for me.
As we went to each place, we would say: "Wow, this duck is so fat, it must be delicious when used to make roast duck."
Baimao jumped up in anger and said: Goose, I am a goose, not a duck to be eaten!
Fortunately, Lin Xinhuan acted quickly, otherwise those passers-by would have been sent to the hospital. Although Baimao has no magic, his fighting ability should not be underestimated. The dark guards with magic level below three are no match for him.
Lin Xinhuan also knew that passers-by were just speaking casually and expressing their usual thoughts. The fate of most geese is to end up on the dining table.
While soothing Baimao, he corrected passers-by's comments: "He is my good partner and family member. He is also an elegant, majestic, handsome and intelligent goose, not a silly duck."
Lin Xinhuan said the flattering words with an expressionless face. She was doomed. She was brainwashed by the flattering words and her mouth couldn't control itself from uttering flattering words.
"Add some dang ginseng, wolfberry, and red dates, and it will be good for making soup."
“It can also be used as a hot pot soup base.”
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All kinds of fancy ways of cooking goose made Baimao tremble with fear. Oh my God, City B is full of people who are greedy for my flesh. Will I be able to leave City B alive?
He was reluctant to go out for the last few days of the trip and stayed in the hotel room, looking so depressed that Lin Zhuangcheng and Wu Xiuli were heartbroken.
You have to know that Baimao is the king of Shenshan Town. The people of Shenshan Town know the magical powers of the Lin family's animals and can't help but regard them as human beings.
You said that the salaries of God's Eye and Paw Patrol are higher than some of them. What kind of animals are they? They are obviously monsters!
She is so popular that she is even more popular than Lin Xinhuan among tourists and townspeople.
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