
In Super God Academy: Concept-Level Powers Make Every Wish Come True
人在超神:概念级能力,心想事成
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 146k Words
- Genre
- Fanfiction
- Subgenre
- Anime Fanfiction
- Updated
- 2y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
58Chapters
1.3MReads
16.7kFlowers
9.4Score
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Reader comments 50
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How to treat a master? First of all, you need to be invulnerable, which means ignoring any of his attacks and giving him one or two thousand rounds. When he realizes that he really can't break your defense, return all those 2,000 attacks to him, but slap them all in full view of the public. Slap him to the ground with one slap, and then force him to stand up and continue to slap him. But don't slap him all at once. Slap him a few times and let him go. When he is eating, suddenly pop out and smash his rice bowl. Then slap him twice and walk away. When he falls asleep, suddenly slap him twice and walk away. Don't let him die until you finish 2,000 slaps. And someone must see the process. Who dares to mess with you after that?
Let me guess, the author probably wants the protagonist to slowly increase his so-called wealth, and then pretend to be cool in the city and get slapped in the face. After that, some boss will come up and let the protagonist get access to some secrets and start to get closer to the super god. The key is to drag out four or five hundred chapters before he can fit the theme of the super god world.
He is said to be a super god, but he only has a one-sided relationship.
I came to Chengdu to see science fiction. . . . Once the ink is finished, it may not be super awesome.
The author had better finish writing about the city now, otherwise no one will read it. Can't you write about other worlds?
Do you know what this ability of the protagonist is called in SCP, reality distortion?
I'm really bad at you. Zhu Suosuo worships money. Can the author try to write as few words as worshiping money when writing? In one chapter, I can see five or six words of worshiping money. As long as it is about Zhu Suosuo, there are two words of worshiping money in every paragraph. If someone worships money, don't be nice to others, but actually he always talks about "worshiping money" when he is friendly with others.
Qin Shi is like a nanny, and most of the female characters I told my buddy have their hearts set on something like Purple Girl, Yan Lingji, etc., Please! Brother, this is Feilu! Are you writing this in Feilu? Even if you don't want to write the protagonist as a stallion, there must be one in the harem. Maybe you think of the super god writing it, but there should be Qin Shiyan Lingji. If there is a white bird, eight million is too high, and she is not even a grandmaster! I didn't choose the right time.
I haven't updated it for a few days. Isn't it cool?
Good guy, you are just wandering around the city wearing a super god shell, right? . .