Farming + tycoon life + war gods. The Azure Dragon and White Tiger academies are fighting over him, but the young man isn't interested in any of them. He has a field inside his own body. Wouldn't it be much better to go home and farm?
War God Dragon King: “Boss, please let me have a drink.”
Cultivating Immortal Son-in-Law: “Boss, please let me have a drink too. It's just so good.”
Tycoon Billionaire: “Boss, call me when you need to pee. Even if I have to lick it up, I can't let a drop go to waste.”
Zhang Hao is utterly exasperated. “Please stop calling me boss. I'm really not a big shot.”
“You've licked my toilet clean. I'm not used to it. Could you all stop licking it from now on?”
The war gods and immortal venerables all shake their heads, insisting they can't!
The author is not here to build a package building. I am here to build one for you. If you have any good ideas, maybe the author will adopt them!
Come on, come on, come on