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"Master Xu, please stop breastfeeding! The villain is already foaming at the mouth!" "Grandmaster Xu, please accept your magical powers! Your birthday wishes and death wish have brought heaven to heaven!" Xu Lang was helpless. He is just an ordinary person with a "poisonous milk" physique. In order to survive in this dangerous world, he decided to be a "good guy". So-- He said to the killer: "I wish you a perfect shot." The killer shot himself in the thigh. He said to the tsunami: "I wish you peace and calm." The 100-meter-high wave solidified on the spot and flowed back into the sea. He said to the world: "I wish everyone can live in peace." The Dark Council was dissolved on the spot and turned to charity. This is a story in which the protagonist wants to be a salty fish, but is thought of as a "savior" and "supreme god" by the whole world.

Lin Que awakened the "All Things Tag System" and could see the hidden information of all things in the world. The stray dog ​​on the roadside has [Pure Blood Wolf King] written on its head, the broken bowl on the street stall has [Xuande Stove of Ming Dynasty] written on it, and the cold female CEO has [Countdown to Death: 3 Minutes] floating on her head! In order to raise money for his sister's medical expenses, Lin Que wore flip-flops and carried a canvas bag that said "Serve the People" and set up a stall under the overpass. He originally wanted to make some money by taking advantage of the information gap, but his style of painting gradually went astray-- A bottle of mineral water was thrown at a billion-dollar ancient painting. The expert scolded the prodigal. The next second, a fake QR code appeared in the painting, and everyone was shocked! The richest man in the province was critically ill, and the famous doctor was helpless. He took out a pack of abnormal spicy strips and said, "Eat it, fight poison with poison." As a result, the richest man sat up in shock when he was dying and became a disciple on the spot! The master of the ancient martial arts world, Yu Jian, came to attack. He calmly took out six Gatling tubes: "Sir, times have changed!" Several years later, Lin Que stood on top of the world, looking at the trembling leaders from various countries at his feet, and helplessly spread his hands: "I've explained it a thousand times, that's not some ancient artifact, that's a stove for roasting sweet potatoes!" "Also, stop calling me a peerless expert. I'm really just a street vendor!"

Q1: What pain is Mr. Fu most afraid of? Fu: I'm afraid she'll frown. Q2: What kind of pain does Ms. Shen like most? Shen: (looking at Fu meaningfully) A certain moment... Fu: Next question. Q3: Who apologizes first in a quarrel? Fu: Although I have the habit of kneeling on the keyboard, she usually talks to me first because she thinks my kneeling is in the way. Q4: What are the notes to the other party? Shen: "drug residue". Fu: "My life".

When the diary was closed, the last ink had not yet dried. "There are still 99 days until Fu Yanshen falls in love with me and dies." Shen Li put the pen back to its original place. His handwriting was clear and elegant, but there was a chill that was incompatible with this luxurious villa.