The chubby boy didn't dare to tell the boy casually about things outside the Pure Land, and he couldn't talk casually about the realm of the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth. After all, his talent was indeed the worst among those geniuses. If he ruined it, Daoxin, that would be really embarrassing.
However, he didn't know what the young man in front of him had to rely on. To him, talent was just a matter of drawing a lottery. The only thing he needed to worry about was whether he would make other people angry to death.
Just like that, the chubby boy shrank his neck again and no longer struggled with this issue. But when he looked at the pamphlet in his hand, he suddenly had an idea and said: "Boss, I think this publicity work is completely You can leave it to Luo'er!"
"She just stopped there, and the map booklet would go crazy!"
When the chubby boy said this, he blinked desperately and hinted: "Let me tell you boss, she is really the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Boss, do you really not think about it?"
But the young man's brows instantly frowned, and then he immediately shook his head and said, "No, try not to come into contact with her. If you can, hide away."
"Um, does this mean you want me to avoid suspicion?"
The veins on the boy's forehead popped out, "She is very special. Just don't touch her. Otherwise, if something happens to you because of her, I won't save you."
Special, indeed somewhat special.
As for the girl next to her, the chubby boy was particularly scared when he thought about it.
But looking at his boss' unusually serious expression, the chubby man still became curious.
My boss...could he be a woman-phobe?
That's really bad. I secretly gave the boss's WeChat account to many girls in the secret realm. After I get out, the boss won't kill me, right? ?
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At present, the current situation of the entire camp is beginning to develop in a good direction.
The adequate supply of food still caused qualitative changes.
Because after having special food, many unfit survivors began to practice physical training and truly became 'cultivation practitioners', and were collectively referred to as - casual cultivators.
There are a total of 27,000 survivors in the camp, 5,000 of them have started to train, and 10,000 are showing signs of starting.
In the beginning, real practitioners were needed to take care of the survivors, but now with the increase in casual practitioners, they can not only take care of themselves, but also contribute back to the construction of the camp, giving the entire camp a brand new look.
In this case, those 10,000 survivors who showed signs of cultivation actually began to hope that they could slightly extend the time of conquering the secret realm. After all, they now don't have to worry about food, clothing, and housing.
Just when everyone looked happy, An Tong couldn't be happy.
Because the 12-9 Sword Tomb has been granted open permission, all F(-) level casual cultivators can go there to practice. This caused An Tong and Yin Hang to have an intimate moment between practices, and they had to avoid the flames of some FFF groups. .
And no matter how talented An Tong is, it is still very difficult for her to continue to break through the realm without any actual combat experience. What's more, it is not sure whether she has the combat power of the E-level realm now...
Of course, what makes An Tong even more unhappy is that her husband is still at the stage of body refining and cannot master the process of refining spiritual energy into spiritual power through meridians.
She feels that her husband's talent is relatively poor, but he must be better than those casual cultivators. As a result, the time spent on intimacy has dropped sharply recently, and most of the time is spent cultivating.
But for Yin Hang himself, he can still clearly notice that he has made some progress.
For example, the inheritance of [Mountain] has finally improved significantly after these days of heavy work!
This is really not easy...
(End of chapter)
