Global Gods: From the Start, I Chose Cells as My Followers
全球神祇:开局选择细胞当信徒
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 285k Words
- Genre
- Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Otherworld Continent
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
167Chapters
2.2MReads
51.2kFlowers
10.0Score
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Reader comments 50
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SCP is a believer, the old rulers are believers, Chinese gods are believers, snails are believers, ants are believers, Western gods are believers, Sakura's eight million chickens are believers, atoms are believers, cells are believers, planets are believers... Each one is more outrageous than the last, and novels cannot be made up randomly, a dog is a believer! The names are almost the same! Ps: I didn't mean anyone, I meant everyone!
The author has died and walked very peacefully. The location of the morgue is very good. The cremation made a sizzling noise, and the corpse was still shouted out, "I'm not dead yet... I'm not dead yet!", And was finally tied up with iron chains and burned. The family members were all very strong, not one of them cried, and one couldn't help but laugh, as brightly as a flower, and the laughter kept echoing in the mourning hall. The moon was dark and the wind was very strong at night. The hearse was rickety and overturned on the way. The ashes flew all over the floor. A sprinkler truck came and washed away the ashes. "Today is a good day" was played on the loudspeaker.
If the protagonist's master loves her so much, why won't he give him some resources? Do you really want the protagonist to do it by himself? Or the godmother? Don't say that the protagonist's self-esteem doesn't allow him to accept it, it's just some help. The godmother accepts it, so does she still care about it?
Come on, author, give me your contact information. We definitely know each other.
This book is about eunuchs. Is there anyone who organizes a group to send blades?
Ant cells, then atoms? How about I start this game again and choose Quark as a believer?
It is said that after the protagonist improves his realm and his whole body sublimates, those cells should also become stronger, right?
How about writing another global God House book about Kamen Rider? I feel like it will be more interesting.
Let the protagonist's cell apostle be the only one. Others cannot be imitated. Otherwise, others will imitate the protagonist. Otherwise, give the protagonist some powerful golden fingers.
Author, could you please step up? Look at people. I have written more words than you! Well, if you subscribe to a monthly ticket, you will get fewer flowers and less than you, and the rewards will also be smaller than you. Others still write more than 200 pieces, but you have much more than others. You only wrote so many.