I Can Actually Become a God

Wang Xiaopao traveled through time. When he was six years old, a small book that could confer gods actually fell from the sky. "Yeah! My little black dog, you have the potential to become a god. Just look at me with a stroke of my pen." Wang Xiaopao looked at his little black dog and wrote a sentence on the notebook... "Holy shit, Wang Xiaopao's little black dog has become a god!" "Just one barking sound can make millions of monsters bow their heads." "666, I want to apply for the position of the administrator of the mythical beast." "······" Passersby were amazed. "This world is all in my hand." Wang Xiaopao sighed softly, holding a small notebook in his hand. This feeling is really as lonely as snow!