"Welcome to the dessert making room"
When Yu Jian opened his eyes, he found himself on a super super super super giant tree, and the sweet voice in his mind was almost bewitching.
"Welcome all candidates."
"If you make this dessert, you will get one gold shell. Gold shells are omnipotent."
Then each person was given a newbie gift package.
The shovel, fork, and dinner plate even come with a gift box and ribbon.
Yu Jian opened a pair of baking gloves with five fingers, and Yu Jian put on a kind smile.
The hard work began to obtain materials to make desserts.
Stop, stop, stop, mutated red-eared bulbul, enhanced version of giant snake, what does this have to do with desserts.
With his life hanging by a thread, the gloves suddenly emitted bursts of black mist, and could actually transform into the objects Yu Jian had in mind.
Is this the Concept God?
Take down the little dessert, and there will be a few more "believers" behind your butt.
Gradually, Yu Jian felt that something was wrong. Someone seemed to be peeping in the dark. Who was it?
Conception:.