Beng Tie: I Asked You to Fill in for the Star God, but I Didn't Let You Draft.

InvincibleStar GodShuangwenCollapse of IronLight ComedyNot the Holy Mother A mouthful of Coca-Cola choked into his trachea. When Lu Ge opened his eyes again, he was suspended on the tree of imaginary numbers. [The fate of Pure Beauty has been without a master for a long time, and the host is forced to ascend... Over. You have become the eighteenth star god in the world. Lu Ge: "... I haven't finished drinking the Coke yet???" What's even more outrageous is that the system says that if he can't get enough faith points within a year, he, the star god, will evaporate directly on the spot. "Faith value? Isn't it just... The number of fans?" Lu Ge smiled. He came to Pinoconi, reshaped the Golden Opera House with one hand, let the robin sing its first song after freedom, and the live broadcast traffic exploded seventeen times the historical peak in the entire region. He boarded the star train and said three words about March 7, asking Ji Zi to take the initiative to open the access rights to the star track. He stepped into the fairy boat Luofu, and a white piece broke Jingyuan's deadlock, forcing the general to personally release his three generals. Sha Jin bet all his advertising resources against him. The remnants of the Pure Beauty Knights ran towards him across the sea of ​​stars. In the darkness of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, Aha smiled so hard that his mask was crooked: "Interesting! But... It's not enough. Let me add some spices." The moment the world's first "Pure Beauty Group" promotional video was aired, everyone's lives were trembling. How far can this new star god who conquers the world through the draft go? And the truth behind Idrila's death… Far more dangerous than he imagined.