Inexplicably, there was a new group named "Three Realms Chat Group".
There are more than 400 people in the group, and the comments are more and more outrageous: Taibai Jinxing, Taishang Laojun, Chang'e Fairy, Nezha, Yang Jian...
Zhang Tao thought it was a group with secondary school syndrome and wanted to leave the group - he couldn't find the exit button.
Until he grabbed a red envelope from a fairy and found a golden elixir in his hand out of thin air.
After swallowing it, my strength increased ten times, my skin became whiter, my waist and legs no longer hurt, and I could climb the fifth floor without difficulty.
Zhang Tao looked at his balance, and then at the group of gods in the group who had never seen spicy strips, iced black tea, or cola.
He smiled.
Spicy strips are exchanged for peach saplings, iced black tea is exchanged for bay leaves, cola is exchanged for Pegasus dung...
Others rely on the sky for farming, but Zhang Tao relies on group chats for farming.
Three years later, Zhang Tao was squatting at the entrance of the village feeding his dog when big bosses came to his door.
"Don't worry, let me finish replying to this message first - Land Master is changing the spicy noodles again."
