My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

I finally understand. The protagonist is an idiot. He has resources but doesn't know how to use them. People who sell him things will trick him to death even if they are garbage. When he sells to others, he almost always either gives it away or gives it to him for nothing. It's so disgusting.

I wrote about the characters in the game. The protagonist is a time traveler, but I don't know or recognize him. However, for us readers, the sense of separation is very serious and uncomfortable. I can't read anymore. Goodbye.

I suggest that it's enough to reach Chapter 400. Later, when a woman from a big family got married, she was too wet, and the golden talisman god seed that can speed up cultivation was coaxed to be used by the wife's big family. Can't the timeline be extended a little longer and used by his own private army? The mithril used for upgrading, the author's proficiency with the pen is flicked, and he can refine it as much as possible. Shouldn't it be better to write about the Golden Talisman Divine Seed as someone else comes to ask for it? As soon as the wife and the head of the family opened her mouth, the pig's trotters were immediately given to her, completely free of charge. Did she get even half a thanks from her? When the pig's trotters need help to break through to the golden level, shouldn't the wife's family have to manipulate the pig's trotters, ridicule them, send people to test them, etc., And negotiate various conditions? Good guy, Pig's Knuckles thanked him profusely and said the transaction was not a loss. Well, does he mean that he took advantage of it? After all, you are also a figure on the ceiling of combat power. Your face is trembling with bastard energy. I don't know how much the family you are friends with will cost. Even if you are not like this, you will knock on the door. In the age when the gods do not come out, who can do anything to you with a stick and a sweet date? A big shot who can control an entire country by one person needs to negotiate a fair deal? Where is the face? The personality of the pig's feet is similar to the IQ of the family with muscles in their heads. Although the pig's trotters don't answer every request, they are not much different. I don't like it. Fortunately, if there is no help from his wife and no big family behind him, even if the pig's feet's combat power ceiling has not been upgraded, what does the true saying mean that he will suffer to death? My wife's family also thinks the same way. They have no sense of crisis. They only want to negotiate terms and take advantage. They are still superior. This kind of family will be destroyed if it is destroyed by evil spirits. Although I still purchased the chapters but didn't read them, I just gave up.

It was okay at the beginning, but there were a lot of magic tricks in the back. He passed the skills he brought from another world directly to his sister without fear of leaking them. He used the derivatives of his own skills to help his brother-in-law remove the negative effects of his profession. He also said that the worst was to be a medicine refining machine for the church. However, the real thing happened and there were various ways to deal with it. Oh my God, maybe the author will add some settings later, but if you can't accept this kind of plot, it's best not to read it.

The protagonist learns a side job just to work as a laborer for others? Now that you've accepted it, why not do it alone? In addition, the protagonist has the ability to mass-produce a profession and turn it into a waste.

I thought it was a good book, but in the end it was all in vain. The rest of it was terrible and felt mindless and purposeless, like a slave. Could it be that he was really an aborigine?

I was really speechless, and even briefly paused the time in an area. Author, how much did you drink to write this thing?

I feel that the two books are quite similar. Just look at the first chapters of the two books. They both travel through time and are suspected of being occupied by evil spirits. They both have panels like walls. They both practice the original author's words first to increase proficiency.

The more I write, the whiter it becomes, and it's just a Western fantasy.

I almost died laughing, just look at it😯😯😯😯, one third of my head has been chopped off...😑😑😑