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Why blow up the vault?
The woman snorted coldly, turned around, changed back into the form of a fire starter and returned to the bottle.
Cheng Che shook the glass bottle and stuffed it into his bag, looking up at the ceiling, "Boss, give me some strength, why are you so stingy when the envoy is so strong?"
The fire in the glass bottle trembled and shrank into a ball to reduce its presence.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to go crazy, it’s just that she can’t.
She still can't forget the nightmare of being hit by a bunch of masks while running away, and countless voices whispering in her ears, asking her whether she should obey or not.
"Snapped--"
"boom--"
"Bang-"
Several round objects suddenly smashed the ceiling, hitting Cheng Che's forehead one after another in a very rhythmic manner.
Cheng Che stumbled and was knocked to the ground by the huge impact force.
The man had a blank expression on his face but looked at the round object rolling on the ground with confusion in his eyes. The confusion in his heart was beyond words. "Wait... Is this a star core?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Che slapped him on the mouth with his backhand, "You said dirty words, you deserve a beating."
There was no sound at all, only the whistling sound of the wind blowing in through the broken roof, making a clear sound like a whistle.
Cheng Che stared at the dozen or so star cores in front of him, and silently looked up at the hole in the sky, "Hmm... you mean for me to eat it, right? This is not a chocolate ball, why can I eat it!"
"Click, click, click—"
A tiny sound was heard, and the glass bottle in the bag tumbled out, stopping only after it hit the star core.
Cheng Che looked in the direction of the sound and saw a star core gradually changing shape under the temperature of the fire, like a melted chocolate ball.
Cheng Che: ...
He wanted some power, but...
Why should Joy feed him the power of destruction?
Even if crows are scavengers, they can't eat like this, right?
Cheng Che thought for a long time, and then silently picked up the star-core chocolates in front of him one by one and held them in his arms, "Okay... just eat it..."
You know what, it really looks like chocolate, even the tin foil on the outside is kneaded to look similar.
Cheng Che picked up the glass bottle and shook it, "You don't dare to run away now, right?"
Huanlong was in the corner of the glass bottle and shook his head, "Although I believe in destruction, but..."
He was so destroyed that he even stabbed himself, but now he has no way to live or die. This is indeed the style of joy.
and……
Huanlong sensed the surging destructive power in the room, and the fire shrank even smaller.
There are so many star cores, and I don’t know which planets they were plucked from.
Sure enough, the little crow was really loved by Huanle.
Cheng Che stuffed the star core and the glass bottle into his bag, bit a star core chocolate and looked up, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "I don't know why, although I have never seen such a scene, but I feel that this kind of house breaking a hole and hitting the head is a bit inexplicably familiar."
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Chapter 1 Extra
A special chapter, a little drama about the big boy before he traveled through time, to be updated as time permits.
Appearing in this episode: Su Ming [the protagonist of the original god], Cheng Che [the protagonist of Xingtie], the black snake Ning Xiu [a forgotten protagonist of the original god], Tang Muqing [the protagonist to be determined in Conan]. More will be added if new fan fiction is released in the future.
Happy Halloween!
A tall man walked out of the bathroom, with a large, slightly damp towel draped over his shoulders and loose grey sweatpants hanging around his waist, revealing his firm muscles between his waist and abdomen.
The four-person dormitory was quiet. The quilts on the beds were neatly folded, the books were stored in the cabinets, the water cups were neatly placed in a straight line, and there were no changes of clothes casually thrown on the backs of the chairs.
The cell phone on the table kept vibrating. Cheng Che shook his hair, picked up the phone with one hand and rubbed his wet hair with a towel with the other.
The call was connected, and a man's clear and smiling voice came from the receiver.
"school starts?"
Cheng Che pulled out a chair and sat down, putting away the toiletries on the table. He turned on the speakerphone and put his phone on the table, then casually replied, "Two more days."
"Let's go out and play." The man didn't say much, his voice was extremely lazy, "Let's play all night, I found a lot of good-looking brothers and sisters."
Cheng Che paused, reached for his glasses and put them on, looking at himself in the mirror with a blank expression, "I still have to get my hair cut, the instructor said if I continue to be so naughty, I'll have to clean the toilet."
In this school with strict rules, the flirty and curly hair he had just returned from summer vacation was simply unacceptable.
Either shave your head or chop it off.
"Cut it tomorrow. How can you be so wild if I cut it today?" The man chuckled. His voice was soft and smiling, like a hook that tickled people's hearts.
Cheng Che cursed inwardly and couldn't help but complain, "Can you please stop pinching it? I want to vomit."
He is in his twenties and is almost thirty, but he is so unruly all the time. He has to flirt with anyone who is not related to him by blood, regardless of whether they are male or female.
"Go ahead and spit, just don't spit on me." The man couldn't help laughing and continued to persuade: "Boss Su just got off work, he picked you up on the way. I swear, there will definitely be food for you tonight."
Cheng Che: ...
ill!
"Does my mom know that you've been so extravagant with me?" Cheng Che let out a cold smile. He stood up, pulled out a pullover from the closet and put it on. He also pulled out a pair of sneakers and put them on. "My brother Su is rich and handsome, but he's not as extravagant as you."
"Don't panic. When your mother comes to the door, I will ask Mr. Su to save me." The man laughed even more wantonly, his voice lazy as if he had no bones. "Mr. Su works overtime like crazy. It's not easy to find him once."
After saying that, the man sighed as if expressing emotion.
Cheng Che paused, fixed his curly hair in front of the mirror, found some perfume from the depths of the closet and sprayed a little, and finally looked at himself in the mirror until he was satisfied.
After a while, Cheng Che picked up his phone and casually picked up the bag beside him and put it on his back. "Playboy, dandy, he is the only one among us who worked diligently to enter the company and started from the bottom. Do you think he is a gigolo like you and me..."
man:……
The voice on the other end of the phone paused, incomprehensible, "Can you please stop bullying me! I'm not a gigolo! I can work overtime, too, okay?!"
"Yes, I work overtime on the beds of handsome men and beautiful women." Cheng Che sneered, "No more talk, see you later, I hope you will have fewer lipstick marks on your face."
Cheng Che turned and walked out, closing the door behind him and locking it with a brass key, then walked downstairs briskly.
At the side door of the school, a black vehicle was parked on the side of the road. The window of the cab was slightly open, and a little smoke was faintly leaking out.
Cheng Che walked over familiarly, opened the car door and got in. While fastening his seat belt, he said, "Are you busy at work today?"
"Busy, I've always been busy. I can't help wanting to beat up that bald boss when I see him..." The man with short black hair glanced at the young man who got on the bus, put out his cigarette and threw it into the mini ashtray in the car, then turned the steering wheel and drove towards the city center. "When did you get your hair cut? I don't want to receive a complaint call from your teacher when I'm working overtime."
Cheng Che bit a piece of candy, put his hands on his knees, and looked calm with a hint of obedience. "I know. I'll go tomorrow."
"Yeah." Su Ming responded, and then seemed to remember something and said, "Be careful at night and don't do anything you shouldn't do."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was silent for a long time, and finally turned to look at the man driving calmly, "What about you?"
"Me?" Su Ming lowered the temperature of the air conditioner and sneered, "Beauty will only delay my speed in making money."
Cheng Che nodded, "Yes."
miser.
Although he works hard and is considered a breath of fresh air among this group of playboys, he still doesn't forget to make money.
Only money can capture Su Ming's heart.
Cheng Che looked down at the group chat that popped up on his phone, leaned his head against the car window and asked casually, "I can't understand why you...are experiencing life for no reason."
Look, when people get old and become bald, they lose all their happiness.
"I am a third-generation rich man, and I am different from a second-generation rich man like you." Su Ming tilted his head and yawned, then threw his phone over while looking at the red light. "Help me with my daily chores. I may not have time to play today."
Cheng Che unlocked it skillfully, clicked on the Paimeng icon, looked at the progress bar and waited, "Sure enough, office workers have to squeeze out their gaming time."
Cheng Che glanced at the character in the upper right corner, clicked on the map to look for purple quest icons, "So when will Zhongli be re-engraved?"
"Just wait." Su Ming sighed and turned the steering wheel towards the underground garage beside him.
The car stopped steadily, and Su Ming waited for Cheng Che to find Catherine before opening the car door.
Before getting off the car, Su Ming paused.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Che leaned over the car door and looked at Su Ming, with doubt in his eyes, "Are you going back to work overtime?"
"No..." Su Ming muttered, leaned over and took out a box from the armrest box and threw it to Cheng Che, with a playful smile on his face, "I was negligent. You are a big kid too, but you still have to pay attention to safety."
After saying that, Su Ming got out of the car and closed the door quickly and smoothly.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che looked at the small box in his hand, raised his head and looked at Su Ming with a speechless look, "You are so mean and you still want to get full life ten times in a row?"
Cheng Che threw the box back and walked towards the elevator, saying in a cold voice, "If you have the guts, go and flirt with Brother Tang. You're driving Brother Tang's car today? How can you have something like this?"
"Hey, hey..." Su Ming hurriedly followed, took out the car keys and cigarette box on his body and stuffed them into Cheng Che's bag, and put his arm around Cheng Che's shoulders, "I forgot, it was given to me last holiday, and I forgot to put it in the car."
"Although I've only been an adult for a short time, I know the hotel doesn't lack these things." Cheng Che pushed his glasses and pressed the elevator button. He watched the elevator door slowly close and said calmly, "Even if they don't have them, I can still call Brother Tang. He will definitely get his assistant to get up in the middle of the night to bring me the props."
Su Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded after a while, "Yes, that's what his assistant does."
At this point, Su Ming turned his head to look at the young man beside him, stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "You know what to do and what not to do, right? Not only will I slap you, I will also complain to your brother, sister, father, mother, grandparents and grandma."
Cheng Che turned his head silently, "What shouldn't be done?"
Snitch!
All immediate family members are being sued, right?
"Don't cause any death..." Su Ming recalled, then looked at the young man beside him, "Growing up does have its own rules. There's nothing wrong with dating a little girl, right?"
The elevator door opened, and a waiter in a suit and vest was waiting at the door. He nodded slightly when he saw the visitor, "Mr. Su, Master Cheng, this way please."
Cheng Che suppressed a complaint and poked his elbow to the side, "I know you're tall, but don't use me as a crutch."
"Please be considerate of the office workers who have been working overtime for a month." Su Ming yawned with his head tilted to the side, turned two corners and pushed open the door.