Because Green Chirp put an unknown cat-and-mouse copywriter on my article when he was having a seizure, so I had to rewrite the copy...
Or maybe my account has been hacked (but I don't dare think about this possibility)
Let me say it again.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There is a legend circulating in the world of reincarnation. When you go out one day and find that the main god has changed from white to gold, and looks warm and delicious, don't be too busy bringing out parasols and deck chairs. Good luck to you, my friend.
The golden lord appears randomly in the space of the reincarnation team. The probability is very low, but the tasks are simple, the rewards are generous, and the work attitude is positive. The golden lord, that is, me, often sends the lord to the door, and turns into a vending machine on the roadside in the horror movie. Be as dedicated as possible.
I am simply a fat sheep.
However, the mission failure rate given by the golden Lord God is extremely high. There were once people who were coaxed to complete the mission, but were directly deducted negative points and wiped out by a ticket issued by the Lord God's gift package; there were also people who gave up the loot they got, fulfilled the plot, and came back with a bloody scolding, but ended up getting a better one from the gift package.
How deeply the fat sheep Lord God loves you, the gift bag represents my heart.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
This story takes place before Transformers, which means Ronaldinho is not dead yet. In order to save space, this article has erased all lives created by the Lord God's Space. Zhang Heng has been excluded from the Zhongzhou Team and only appears as an NPC. Others will be added as they come to mind.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Written to my friends and the girls at Zheng Chu Bar.
Intention: