"Big brother, can I make a request now?"
The **God still sounded like a naive fool.
"A request? What request? Oh, I think I've got a pair of dice here. What are they for?"
Xiao Shuo wondered if the world he'd arrived in assigned abilities at random. That would be so boring, so he hurriedly said,
"Big brother, big brother, those are for drinking games."
The **God looked utterly confused.
"Drinking? What's that?"
Xiao Shuo was speechless at this **God. Was this world a little too unprofessional? He grew angry and said,
"Big brother, am I the chosen one who's come to save your world?"
The **God nodded.
"That's right."
Xiao Shuo thought, That's more like it. Then he continued,
"Big brother, shouldn't you give me some special abilities to help you save the world?"
The **God stared at Xiao Shuo, utterly confused, and replied with two words:
"Can't do it."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
If you don't do it, I'll give you a small ticket