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Yu Shengchuan knew that he did not belong to this world, but he could not remember who he was.
Until the voice claiming to be the strategy system sounded.
"The host can leave here as long as he defeats the tyrant."
Yu Shengchuan sneered: Strategy? Won't.
Killing the tyrant can be considered.
As the ace executor and tyrant of the anti-quick travel bureau, Zhu Si's mission is to prevent the quick-travelers from stealing the luck of the small world.
But he gradually discovered that some people seemed more interesting than tasks.
It's so interesting that people are willing to surrender...
In the zombie apocalypse, the zombie king he played knelt down on one knee and offered his heart to mankind.
In the escape game, he plays the role of Alpha, the castle duke, who surrenders at the feet of Omega.
In the interstellar age, as a favored rare human being, he climbed onto the knees of the ruthless breeders with abandon.
"Sir, you are emotional."
[Looking for opportunities every day, the sword man purely hates the god of war x is satisfied after raising humans] The zombie king]
[Omega sacrifice who was sacrificed but always wanted to fight back x Castle Duke Alpha who restrained his marking instinct]
[Incompetent robot guardians who raise humans x Endangered species humans who have no self-awareness]
…
Zhu Si: It turns out that being too happy can actually cause pain...
What if you ignore the knife that stabbed into your abdominal cavity?
Yu Shengchuan, who killed Zhu Si countless times with his own hands, did not return to reality.
He found the tyrant and confronted him, but He claimed to be God and confessed to him.
"Now, will you kill me again?"
He chuckled.
Yu Shengchuan raised his eyes, the golden color on his earrings was dazzling.
He raised the corners of his lips almost uncontrollably, "Can gods also be tempted by mortals?"
"..."
[System prompt: Tyrant strategy has reached 100%]
"Hey, did the knife I stabbed you hurt?"
[A fishing-type bad beauty is dressed in a deep self-guided strategy, Silly Dog Attack]
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The small world attribute corresponds to x attack, and all worlds are empty
The next book will be "The Little Lamb Beloved by the Group and Be Proud of Being Pampered", please give me advance notice~
[On the surface, he is soft and cute, but in fact, his combat power is at the ceiling. The bleating sheep are attacked by x-duplicity and non-double-standard breeders]
Wu Mian woke up and traveled to the scene of the strange story, and turned into the cub form of the prototype black goat...
He was about to shake his hair to scare away the strange talk in front of him, but he was picked up by a sudden human being.
Wu Mian: Robbery of sheep in broad daylight?
After eating and drinking at Ren Qing's house for a long time, Wu Mian realized belatedly that he should work hard to regain his strength and find a way home.
But although humans were cold, they were indeed very kind to him.
Ren Qing said he wanted to roast the lamb, but instead used the seasonings for roasting the lamb to cook him a different meal...
Wu Mian: Wait, why does your house have roast lamb seasoning? !
…
Ren Qing, the ace captain of the Ghost Story Bureau, is a cold-faced and ruthless humanoid weapon.
Until I picked up a lamb that could only bleat at the scene of the ghost story.
Him at first: Sheep? No dogs!
Later, he would take Wu Mian with him wherever he went.
Keep! They are raising lambs!
Even the members of the Monster Management Bureau unanimously believe that if they make the boss angry, they only need to please his sheep.
…
Later, a wave of strange stories broke out, and Wu Mian got her wish and returned home.
However, something seems to be different.
Wu Mian leaned crookedly on the throne that symbolized the Lord of Ghost Stories. Instead of the comfort of going home, she felt endless loneliness.
He raised his hooves in the air, trying to regain the feeling when humans were smoothing his hair, but there was still nothing.
The first day back home: Missing him.
Until Ren Qing, representing the strongest combat power of mankind, came to eliminate the last ghost story.
The sharp silver sword in his hand must have a cold glow, and countless strange blood gurgled down from the tip. A pair of narrow eyes looked at the throne indifferently.
"King, how are you doing without me here?"
"It doesn't matter. After you leave, I will accompany you to hell..."
Wu Mian tilted her head, but did not hear the human's true meaning. She just turned into a ball of black hair and hit it again, her tone of voice was soft.
"Man, you came to pick me up!"
Ren Qing's raised sword paused and fell to the ground with a clang. He stretched out his hand stiffly to catch the lamb falling from the sky.
"... Hmm."
"Let's go home."
…
He rushed to hell with the determination to die, but was knocked back to the world by a soft lamb.
To be honest, it hurts a little.
Mission: An ordinary career can also create a wonderful life
