I was accidentally tricked by my drunk grandfather into working in the Cthulhu God system because of Naiya's sweet talk.
——It's called training my survival ability.
Although my ability to survive has indeed improved rapidly, and I can kiss and hug others, I really don't want to work at all! ! !
And, Grandpa, is the system you gave me useful for other than editing videos and controlling comments and deleting comments? ? ?
And I am still an unlicensed secret keeper, so I can only feel sorry for the poor PLs... I can't sympathize with you anymore! What a bunch of thugs!
Put down my NPC and don't want to use charm when you see a beauty!
There is really nothing in this basement so why would you put a grenade?
It's not how you managed to deduce the auxiliary NPC into the villain BOSS... No, I can't get enough of this.
——It's all my fault for this group of unscrupulous people. I was forced to join the next game as a player because I didn't host the game well.
I'm in tears, this world is not worth it
PS: Grandpa is doing it for "my" good. We are related by blood but we are actually ancestors.
There is a system, although it is a useless thing (this book is essentially a piece of nonsense literature)
Half of "my" soul is in the ruins, and the body will not die and can be transformed at will. In short, the essence is inhuman, the lower limit is extremely low, chaotic neutrality, the character's three views do not represent the author's three views, if you don't like it, don't enter
The earliest myths of the Chinese pantheon were about people who drank hair and drank blood, with animalistic nature predominating. This is the prehistoric version.
This book is just for fun. You can just laugh at the content of the group running and let it go... I have watched videos of group running for three or four years but have never actually played it.
Intention: I am a god among others