[Shuangwenliu Big World] [Not the Virgin Kills Decisively] [Good Plot]
At three o'clock in the morning, I held the butcher knife against the black pig's throat. The moment the contract array lit up, I suddenly turned the tip of the knife and pierced my heart. Later, the "Contractor's Almanac" recorded that this knife made the most crazy animal trainer in human history.
When the rich second generation were transporting cheetah cubs in Lamborghinis, I was squatting in the garbage dump feeding zombie rat flesh and blood to the lame local dog; when the academic genius was showing off the three hellhounds, my abyssal warthog was chewing the titanium alloy floor of the Colosseum. Until the trial court accused me of raising an immortal beast privately, I patted the sparrow on my shoulder in front of the live broadcast camera and said, "Show them the complete body of the golden-winged roc."
"Lu Chen! The panda you contracted gnawed the Statue of Liberty like a bamboo shoot!"
"It's okay, just let it be dipped in the stars and stripes."
The night when Cthulhu, the global panic, came, I was tying a bow on King Pig's tail. When the starship's cannon was pointed at the Earth, I held a cigarette and released the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum Dragon: "What's the hurry? When I collect the complete illustrated book of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, those alien grandchildren will have to call you daddy."
In this huge bet, I bet on those lunatics who are afraid of even higher civilizations. After all, when my contracted beasts tore through the galaxy, the Thunder Eagle eggshells they worshiped still had supermarket price tags on them.
