
Dionysian World
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Go to the God Realm, the city of the God Realm. After becoming gods, Zhang Dacai and Wang Yan were squatting on the back of a giant Xuanwu that had been cultivated for millions of years, grilling meat skewers and playing backgammon. "Wang Yan, let me tell you, how can we do this? It's okay to play chess on someone's back, but setting up a stove to grill skewers is a bit too much." "Hey, don't the skewers taste good? I can't even stop your mouth if you eat them..." Zhang Dacai was seen playing dice at the same time. The sign made him sparkle. "General..." "..." "I'm the general." "Brother, why are you two playing backgammon? Are you kidding me? You're quite old, why are you so uneducated? I tell you, you don't have to take the written test if you want to become a god. I tell you, if there is a written test, you will be so exhausted that you won't be able to pass it." When Zhang Dacai heard Wang Yan say that he was uneducated, he became anxious on the spot. "Wang Yan, let me tell you, our old Zhang family comes from a scholarly family, and this is what we have studied for generations." As he spoke, he raised his thumb. Wang Yan burst into laughter when he heard the words. "Oh my God, please pull him down quickly and restore his scholarly family status. Your father burns boilers in the village and your mother buys popsicles at the entrance of the village. What are you talking about here?"
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