As soon as I changed my job to the most useless "repairman", the hidden super beast weapon system forced me to forcibly extract the ability lock.
While others were still working hard to create small fireballs as a mage, I directly drove a planet-level mecha and ran rampant in the novice copy.
When this steel behemoth that could crush continental plates with one foot arrived, all the teachers and students in the school were scared to death on the spot.
In fact, I still have a little secret, that is, I was the first patriarch of the super-god universe one hundred thousand years ago.
I originally wanted to work as a repairman in Blue Star China to live a stable life, but the blind Demon King of the Abyss insisted on bringing people to demolish my little shabby shop.
I had no choice but to call my former apprentices, Karl and Kesha, to be the caretakers and show off my new toys.
The God of Death, Carl, cried bitterly on the spot after seeing the phantom-like Lin God that covered the sky and the sun: "Master, did you call this world-destroying thing a repair tool?"
When the gods and demons of the heavens and the Lord of the Divine River fought in Blue Star, Shen Cangming just sat on the recliner and sighed silently.
"Stop fighting. If you don't obey, I will release Xuanming Black Hole and sweep the floor."
A lump. . . .