Sometimes, he even felt that the golden finger wasn't Ninth Sister, but his own two hands!
Ninth Sister asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Fang Zong replied, "You don't seem like a cheat code at all."
Ninth Sister: ...That's the truth, but dear Summoner, the assistant spirit is also very useful, okay?
Just as she was about to speak, Fang Zong suddenly withdrew his attention from his body.
"A suit-wearing thug, Fang Zong, a young man who undermines our Yin Yang Road."
A few names drifted slowly from the valley.
Fang Zong saw the clouds inside surging wildly. They were neither evil black mist nor snow-white clouds, but wisps of gray energy that gradually gathered into the shape of a large face.
She has a big face, but she's also very pretty.
Thin, long eyebrows, a pert nose, and a small, bright red mouth with a prominent cupid's bow.
Aside from her slightly mischievous yet charming eyes, she's practically a beautiful older sister next door.
Several humanoid figures stood beside his cheek; they were real people, both men and women, all dressed in professional suits, with buzz cuts, and exuding shrewdness and competence.
These people stared at Fang Zong with a strange, particularly alert look in their eyes.
"They are my think tank,"
The beautiful face smiled as she spoke: "When Qin lost its deer, the whole world chased after it, and thus the most talented and swift-footed were the first to seize it. Now, the ghostly energy has revived, and humans are no longer the masters of all things. The gap in strength has widened, and among the ghosts, there must be heroes!" She paused slightly, then smiled at Fang Zong: "I know you are a very capable young man, but as a living person, you are not qualified to seize the deer. Why not join me like them? When I rule the world, I will surely grant you a territory, and within ten thousand miles, you will have the power of life and death!"
Fang Zong: "Hehe."
The other person asked with a smile, "You don't want to?"
Fang Zong pointed at the living people and asked, "There are many intelligent ghosts too. You're setting up a think tank of humans. Isn't this just hiring living people and trying to support them?"
With her pretty face raised and delicate eyebrows raised, she said, "There was the Qing dynasty, which used Han Chinese to govern Han Chinese, and there were the Japanese pirates, who wanted to use Chinese to control Chinese. Why can't I?"
Fang Zong shook his head slightly.
Good idea, thumbs up!
I'm thinking of incorporating ghosts into the citizenry, nurturing and taming them until they're just like living people, while you're starting to raise people.
Is this an attempt to create an emperor among the living, and then make himself a supreme god?
That's a really good idea.
But... why the hell don't you just die!
Fang Zong admired the other party's wisdom, but since their positions were opposed, they were enemies, and the smarter the enemy, the more they had to die.
He decisively reached out, gave a thumbs-up, and then flipped his thumb over, saying, "You little brat!"
The pretty face didn't get angry, and asked:
"Start the fight?"
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