Zhan Shen: I Learned to Cultivate My Spirit in the Orphanage

[Great Xia gods + spiritual nourishment + confrontation between Chinese and foreign gods + easy daily life + sweet article without a knife] (Spin-off of God of Death, new plot) When the gods divide the world with holy fire; when Odin's thunder splits the dome over New York; when the indescribable force of Cthulhu begins to erode the sea and land, I know that the prelude to the Age of Mist has quietly begun. Zhao Xuanyi sat on the bench, looking at the little boy sitting at the desk with a bitter look on his face, and tapped the table with his fingers. "Little Emperor Fengdu, can you write well?" "If you keep playing tricks and fail to pass the examination for a good position, your life will be over." Zhao Xuanyi said with a serious expression. The little Emperor Fengdu glanced at his mouth, with tears in his eyes, and insisted on writing the "Five Years and Three Years to Become a God Simulation" exercise book that he held on his arm. The words "Great Xia God Reemployment Training Textbook" were still reflecting on the cover. Zhao Xuanyi sighed, shook his head and walked out of the door. A magnificent building revealed its full face behind him. "Orphanage of the Gods!"