After Li Xingyue became a government employee in the underworld, she hadn't even had time to thank her patron saint before she was sent to a new world on a business trip. Fortunately, the King of Hell promised to assign two capable celestial officials to assist her.
She opened her eyes in the new world: skyscrapers, hovercars, and someone kicking her beside a garbage heap.
Li Xingyue looked at the seven-year-old beside her, with mechanical arms and legs, a face as pale as if powdered, and a fierce, haughty expression that made it clear he was no good. Her heart skipped a beat. She asked softly, “May I ask your name, fellow cultivator?”
The child glanced at her with mild disdain. “Marshal of the Central Altar, Third Prince Nezha.”
Li Xingyue drew in a sharp breath and accidentally bumped into the mechanical dog beside the garbage heap.
Looking at the mechanical dog's bright, alert eyes, Li Xingyue hesitantly asked, “Could this be...”
“Erlang Shen's Howling Celestial Dog.”
Li Xingyue looked at the child, then at the dog. ...Wait, am I Erlang Shen?
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Lately, the Church of the Machine God had repeatedly had its operations disrupted, so the higher-ups sent their strongest cyborg to hunt down the culprit.
An angry victim described them: “A broke, scruffy, spiky-haired woman, a short guy with no arms, and a busted, glitching mad dog!”
Li Xingyue, selling things at a street stall, sneezed. She rubbed her nose and earnestly tried to reason with the little troublemaker beside her. “Look, if you lose, you only lose one arm. If you win, you lose both. So if we win, we lose, and if we lose, we win...”
Someone passing by tossed an ice cream stick onto the sprawled-out junkyard dog.
A clanging sound rang out, and the dog shot into the air.
Li Xingyue grabbed the dog's leg and pulled him back down, petting him. “Brother Dog! Easy, easy! Let's not stoop to his level and disgrace ourselves...”
The passerby glanced over and sneered. “Unrecyclable junk, all gathered together.”
Li Xingyue: ...
Daily Report: At 3:11 p.m. today, a serious explosion occurred in the central underground district. Police are currently investigating.
A few things to know:
1. Welcome, darlings! Come here for a hug! Love you all!
2. A no-logic power fantasy. Whatever you say goes.
3. There are lots of original interpretations, so some characters may be out of character. (After all, a hundred people will have a hundred versions of you and them.)
Theme: Never abandon anyone, never give up.
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Can I ask, does Nezha have a chance as the male protagonist?
Will souls be used by technology companies/churches? So as to squeeze out the last bit of use value from the finished person?
First place three times in a row, great! Since there are achievements and souls, it means that there is a god in this world who is responsible for this aspect, maybe called the God of Death (.), And the final goal may be to fight with the God of Death (?)
When will it be updated?
Unlocked! Finally unlocked!! So when will it be updated?
I cried. Why haven't you returned yet?
I can't wait any longer. I want to revolt!! Update soon or I will overthrow your dynasty!! Update soon!!
I hope the author will continue to do more. Wow, I really like this style of writing and this feeling.
Why did you stop updating????????
Hiss I actually want to know too (whispering)