
I Became a Druid
我成了一名德鲁伊
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 637k Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Audience
- Male
- Subgenre
- Urban Life
- Updated
- 11mo ago
- Source
- Qidian
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280Chapters
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After reading more than fifty chapters, I got bored. First of all, the protagonist's IQ is worrying, and he blatantly helps a blind man regain his sight, which makes him so embarrassed that he can no longer stay in his hometown. So he took a sum of money from a greedy businessman, contracted a bankrupt resort dozens of miles away, and began to practice cultivation, deal with troubles, and treat wealthy people. The cycle repeats over and over again, and it has been like this for more than fifty chapters... I have nothing to do
The writing is very unpleasant, inappropriate and cannot be read.
Goldfinger is known to too many people.
Don't talk about being an ancestor. Looking at the trend, we should treat others as our ancestors.
Let me tell you a purely fictitious story. A Taoist temple has been helping nearby villagers with medical treatment from ancient times to modern times. Then it was reported that it had no medical qualifications and no certificate issued by the Religious Affairs Bureau. Then the Taoist temple was demoted... As for the protagonist, if you are not arrested or secretly imprisoned or Zhao'an, I will take your surname.
It's okay. Lao Liu is written in the same way as Lao Liu, and exposed in the exposed way. If you don't like it, don't slander it casually!
This stupid protagonist should die early and be reborn!
Don't make it too obvious at the beginning and then use it more openly.
"Wild Heart" is recommended by Druid in modern urban writing.
I want to know why the author likes to write plots that most readers don't like.
I've read more than fifty chapters and I don't know the tags. How did I feel relaxed? A lot of bullshit and ruined things were all brought on by myself. All I can say is
I can't stand it anymore, it's a waste of time
Are you a primary school student? I've read more than a dozen chapters and what is this about?
I took a look at the chapters. From saying that I was about to advance for the second time to actually advancing, it spanned at least 50 chapters. You are really going too far.
"A boy from this world, a cruel dark corpse king appeared in the elf world. He sat on a luxurious toilet made of gold. He often robbed the elves on the way and asked them: Do you think I look like a human being? If the answer is yes, he will sit back on the toilet with satisfaction. If If you answer no, he will become furious and send out his minions to destroy everything. The beautiful elven world is suffering from a great crisis. Please sign a contract with us and become an invincible warrior to resist the Dark Corpse Emperor! " A cute blue bird-shaped elf in the subspace shouted. "I will give you love and tolerance!" A brown and green fat little elf said, blinking his mung bean eyes. "I will give you courage and strength!" A red elf with two horns on his head said, waving his cute little sword. "I will give you happiness and patience!" A purple elf said, swinging his crab hands and tentacles. "And I will give you wisdom and magic!" The cute blue bird-shaped elf stretched out his colorful wings and said. "Who do you want to choose for the contract?" "As a child, I can't tell. I want to try them one by one!" The bald boy said eagerly. As a result, the bald boy named Walkerma von Hindenstein gained unparalleled piety and power. His love was so strong that he claimed to be the spiritual descendant of the God-Emperor and a living saint. He even made up rumors that he was a descendant of the God-Emperor's illegitimate son... His courage was so strong that he would ride into the battlefield in a chariot, shouting spells while wielding a hammer to kill any dirty scum who dared to touch his luxurious carriage with dirty hands. His happiness is so simple. Apart from whipping himself every day, you don't know what he did to the statue of the God Emperor while hiding in his room... His wisdom is so outstanding. He reads ancient scrolls and scripture files in the Imperial Library every day, and from the treasure house of forbidden knowledge, he understands a great truth: justice will defeat evil, otherwise it will be defeated by evil. "After so many years, what is your choice?" The four elves asked in the dark. "Only children make choices, and I, the greatest gentleman in the empire, the invincible pastor, the light of civilization, the holy Archbishop Walkerma, want them all!" The bald middle-aged man stretched out his big hand and shook it tightly. As a result, his body turned into a skeleton, and he was forced to put on the Bone King's armor and the crown of witchcraft. He cut off his right hand and forcibly attached it to a bone melon. His body was repeatedly pierced inside and outside by the black tentacles ejected until it was completely wrapped. Became Nagash, the Corpse King. "What a greedy guy. I've run out of ideas. Let's find the next person to seduce." The four elves named Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch discussed this. "Young man from this world, a brutal dark corpse emperor has appeared in the elf world..." Before the cute blue bird-shaped elf finished speaking, the bard who was stopped said: "Lovely elf, have you heard of Cathay?" "Um..." The bird-shaped elf seemed to have a strange association, and replied tremblingly: "The medieval one?" "Exactly, I have a long narrative poem of 800,000 words. Please give me some time and listen to me in detail."
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