>I dressed as the weakest treasure-hunting rat in the world, and I should have been swallowed up by the big demon.
>As a result, the leader of Tongtian Cult accepted his disciples and divided them into treasure cliffs. I happened to sneeze when all the treasures were singing together.
>The leader picked me up excitedly: "This boy has resonated with Wanbao. He should be my leader!"
>Looking at San Xiao, Zhao Gongming and other fierce men in the audience, I huddled in the sleeves of the leader and pretended to be dead.
>Until the Great Tribulation of the Gods was approaching, I was forced to open my business: "Listen up, everyone! From today on, we will implement the 996 blessing system!"
>"Senior Brother Duobao, why did the sword energy of the Zhuxian Sword you chewed increase so much?" "Oh, I added some modern chemical formula when I was grinding my teeth."
> "Brother, why is Senior Sister Gui Ling's turtle shell covered with small advertisements?" "Those are defense runes! The latest developed nanotechnology!"
>When Yuanshi Tianzun led the twelve golden immortals to attack the realm, I took out the loudspeaker and played "Good Luck Comes" in a loop.
>When the leader of the Tongtian cult discovered that there was no Jie Cult disciple on the list of gods, I was using the Chaos Bell to cook hotpot for the whole cult: "Don't worry, let's boil a piece of unicorn meat first - to change your fate against the will of heaven? Sprinkle some water on it!"
Too many repetitions in the text
What the hell is written