"Ke Xue Fine Analysis Manual" has been opened
★The full text is complete, and will be revised and bug-catching from time to time. There is a big gap between it and the pirated version. Please support the genuine version~=w=to be cute for you~
★The same type of fake knife article "I paid too much for the highlight of comics" has been completed
★Advance collection of "How to Worship Lovely Gods"
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[Main Conan, 18-24, 32-35, 70 curses; 45-54 Wen Ye, not much content, original plot, skipping will not affect it]
Tetsuya Kamiya just wants to fish in troubled waters in the winery peacefully, waiting for retirement, but some strange people always appear.
For example, a certain cat-eyed young man who played the bass very well did not get angry after being asked to run errands many times by him. Instead, he said to him with a complicated expression:
"You don't have to be so nice to me"
Tetsuya Kamiya:?
For another example, I was accidentally late for a meeting with a blond and dark-skinned partner. Instead of being angry, the latter rushed to complete the task and finally said to him:
"You have already shouldered enough."
Tetsuya Kamiya:? ?
One day, a real-time forum suddenly appeared before his eyes. Looking at the bizarre tall buildings, Tetsuya Kamiya realized what was happening.
[Every time Gin wanted to send Scotland on a mission, Kamiya would interrupt him with an errand mission. ]
[He himself is in the mud, doesn't he want to see a good policeman fall? Wow wow wow, it's so good that I cry. ]
Tetsuya Kamiya: Wait... Who is the police? Who is falling? ?
Looking at the complicated expressions of the people around him, Tetsuya Kamiya said: ... He really doesn't have any deep intentions!
There were more and more weird filters. When the winery finally "closed down", Tetsuya Kamiya packed up his packages and prepared to run away——
Red Fang: Brother Kamiya, we have heard about you. Thank you for your hard work! We'll apply for a special program for you!
Tetsuya Kamiya (lighting a cigarette through vicissitudes of life): It's just a pure black salted fish.
[Innocent wine, black and white, not cleansed, even disdainful! In the early stage, you watch with cold eyes, but in the later stage, you get in charge and make trouble]
[I hope you won't mention other works besides mine and my gay friends in my posts, and don't mention my works in other people's posts. Thank you for your support, little cuties! Beware of comparison and confusion, and build a harmonious and friendly new environment in Jinjiang! ]
PS: There was a timeline bug regarding Shinichi's age in the early stage.
Demining: I didn't control the content of the forum well in the early stage. If there are too many barrages, I can criticize them!
70% Anti-theft
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-----The following push will be received in advance, and the column will be visible.
"Monster on the Tip of the Tongue" by Zi Mutao, the column can be seen
[Third person in the text]
"The monster took my body."
"Every night, I would lose consciousness."
"The refrigerator at home was filled with strange things and there were stains on the floor that were difficult to clean."
"Looking at the more frequent cases in the news, I can't help but be afraid."
"——Who are you?" I wrote on the paper.
Realizing that my body was occupied by a monster, I tried every means possible to force the monster out.
But no matter what I try, when I wake up again, the scars on my body are gone and the feeling of fullness is hard to ignore.
"I hate you." I said coldly.
That night, I received a note from Him for the first time. The writing was crooked, but the sharpness of my writing could be seen.
"I love you."
Oh, and the monster is still illiterate.
Until one day, I woke up at night with excessive blood loss.
The familiar room, the blood-red candles everywhere, everything in the past seemed to appear frightening and strange in this strange red light. In the vaguely ominous red light, my hand was raising involuntarily.
The knife and fork were sharp, and on the cold light, I didn't know what kind of sticky fish egg-shaped food was gradually approaching my face.
The abundant juice exploded in his mouth, the injuries on his body disappeared little by little, and his strength even increased.
Very tasty.
It dawned on me that the monster was just trying to feed me.
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The question is, what is my food made of? !
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There is a kind of monster hidden among the people in the world of D620. They are cunning, cunning, and feed on human souls.
Human beings have come up with many methods, but they still cannot effectively contain it.
But from a certain day, the monsters disappeared rapidly.
Some people say this is a victory for mankind, while others suspect it is a more terrifying conspiracy.
Everyone is looking for the king who will make the monsters surrender.
This is a world where light and darkness are chaotic and difficult to distinguish. Some people kneel down to pray, some burn themselves with fire, and some die with blades...
Song Linchuan stood among the crowd, looking at the dark shadow facing him in the mirror, thinking about a more realistic question:
What should I eat tonight?
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Addicted to feeding the sufferer black mud, crazy man attack
1. Inhuman love, fake narcissus
2. A long plot with various slaps in the face and pretending to fight is fun
3. As the protagonist becomes stronger, he will become the strongest.
Mission: Actively transform every day.