The heavy and depressing atmosphere was swept away, and everyone wanted to laugh, but that was their little prince, how could they laugh at their master?
Under the loving and admiring gazes of the crowd, the little fat boy finished his meal.
Wu Zhonghe just felt that he was wronged. He could eat such rough food with relish.
After swallowing the last bite of rice, the little fat boy drank some water and tilted his head back for Jiang Yuanxing to wipe his face. "Pass on my order. Tell me everything! The future of Dazhao depends on me!"
"only!"
Although he was still young and had no knowledge of literature, no one would underestimate what he said.
1002 secretly gave a piece of data to the fat boy. Now he really acts like a thief.
This level of help shouldn't be rejected, right?
The useless waste (self-proclaimed) 1002, whose abilities have been completely exhausted, really doesn't dare to go against the rules. If only the main system was there.
The little fat boy looked at the red-marked area in the data. That was the area most severely affected, but that was where Da Chu was.
That is, a tsunami.
Thinking about how he sent someone to give a reminder but was laughed at, the little fat boy felt uncomfortable, not for himself, but for the people of the world.
Regardless of national boundaries, people are innocent.
The depressed mood and self-blaming thoughts attracted Him again.
"Okay, okay." He still couldn't speak, but the little fat boy understood that He was telling him.
He did a good job because his reputation as a god influenced others to some extent.
Even though the imperial courts of the two countries did not allow it, some people secretly copied the booklet distributed by the fat boy and made preparations.
"That's great." Personal ability cannot compete with nature, but as long as you try your best, that's good enough.
He smelled that breath again, it was original, flawless, and warm.
Is it really impossible to follow Him?
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