People, gods, monsters, ghosts, and demons are all hidden in the crowd, and people are unaware of the thrilling events happening around them.
The integration of small worlds began one hundred and thirty years ago, and the world's species have become richer.
The ascetic president who dominates the world, Long Aotian who cheats all the time in Shuangwen, the elegant elves of the Western Fantasy Continent, the powerful immortal cultivators of the Eastern Continent, or the superpowers, the deep sea mermaids... The trajectory of the world has since then rushed towards the unpredictable abyss.
Liu Huang stood at the door of the supermarket, holding a bag of snacks in one hand and ice cream in the other, ignoring the vibrating cell phone in his pocket.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. He saw the "fellow Taoist" who had forgotten to be invisible and whizzed past on his flying sword, as well as the vixen in the crowd who pretended to be wearing a hairband. He slowly closed his eyes and pretended not to see anything.
After all, no one wants to work.
The recent integration of the world is as chaotic as a pot of porridge, and the incidents far exceed the sum of the past two years. He has been spinning for a month and doesn't want to worry about these things anymore.
Let's leave it to humans.
He should just go and be his fake college student. People would think something had happened to him if he didn't go back after taking a month's leave.
If he hadn't owed a favor, he wouldn't have agreed to go to school. It was like an old cucumber painted green. Yan and Li would probably die laughing.
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Small theater
About the phone call Liu Huang didn't answer~
He Yinan sat on the sofa with dull eyes, watching the show on the left: Do you love me or not? I love you, but I love her more.
On the right, there is a scene of hatred and love. One second, we are flirting with each other, and the next second, we are stabbing each other.
The real and fake daughter is still going on later, it's my sister's fault, where is the whole family to blame.
He turned around and was about to ask others to come in. When he turned around, he saw that there were still people there, but they were all far away.
Looking at his unreliable colleagues, and then at the group of low-risk protagonists around him who seemed to be able to compose a half-million-word novel, he couldn't move, and He Yinan completely collapsed.
He Yinan yelled at the people behind him, "Call the boss! Why should I, a fish, deal with people's affairs!!!"
Purpose: Tolerance promotes symbiosis of diversity
