Lord God decides to die

Ni Zijiao spent half a day looking for socks in the hotel room, and the travel agency's bus almost blew its horn under the farmhouse.Finally, he decided to buy another pair.

Looking at Lin Pei with a half-smile on his face, Ni Zijiao decided to jump off from the Kyoto Iron Tower again when he encountered a puppet made by a virtuous person again.

Annual leave for library staff is very short.Lord Lord God came back from vacation and only stayed at home for a few days, and he had to dress up and go to work again.

Years ago, the library had a huge backlog of work, and Ni Zijiao suddenly felt a headache after sorting out the documents at hand.

This is a signal that the Pantheon is abnormal.

He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and rested for a while, the spirit escaped from his body and returned to the Pantheon.

Lord Lord God sat on his coquettish manta ray mount, looked from a distance, but did not see his palace.

There is only a vast ocean formed by a pile of messages and thousands of paper cranes.

[props] paper crane

Quality: special

Remarks: Use with caution.The last thing the Father wants to see

Paper cranes are props used by priests and NPCs to risk their lives to admonish them. The last time the Pantheon was annihilated by paper cranes was when they were selecting art elves.

He randomly picked up a few paper cranes and opened them, his gaze slowly turned from doubt to twitching.

"The future presiding judge Zhan molested good women, went to whoring, prostitution resorts and Australian casinos, which insulted the reputation of the Pantheon. I implore Father God to remove him from the post of presiding judge."

"Comrade Zhan Weilai formed a clique for personal gain, sold his official status, and accepted bribes. The bribes amounted to [-] million U.S. dollars. I implore Father God to remove him from the position of presiding judge and immediately open a case for investigation."

"Mr. Zhan Future wearing a suit to eat five yuan Malatang, it's insulting to the gentleman, please..."

Ni Zijiao smelled a strong sour smell.

He silently took out a box.

[props] different dimension paper box

Quality: special

Remarks: The other end leads to the Emperor's Office

Ni Zijiao opened the box, and the paper cranes that flooded into the ocean were instantly sucked into the box.He thought for a while, and then sent a smiley face to Model Worker's subordinates, and soon, he received a reply from Ren Huang at the other end of the office.

【Tian Yu Su】: ...

Lord Lord God closed the dialog in a good mood.

After finally going back to the Pantheon, Ni Zijiao sat in the resplendent main hall, holding a magic mirror, contacted several NPCs directly under his command, and found that everyone except the music elf was working.

Including Zixu Wuyou who had been lazy before, and now he is actually inspecting his subordinate's fantasy plane of cultivating immortals.

So the lord god thought about it, and connected to Wolfgang's communicator.

The music elf Wolfgang Mozart is a beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth.Rumor has it that he is the one most favored by the Father God among the six art spirits, even surpassing Ma Liang, the magic brush who has occupied the Father God's study for many years.

Wolfgang was lying on the clouds counting the stars when he suddenly heard the music of "The Magic Flute" coming from his trouser pocket.

He immediately got smart, sat up straight, and took out the magic mirror communicator.

"Father!"

Wolfgang smiled happily.

When the blond and blue-eyed beautiful boy smiled, he would show two dimples, like milk chocolate, which made him look good in front of the Lord God for a while.

However, recently, the new favorite Zhan Weiwei took over the trial court, Ni Zijiao went to hang out with Lin Pei again, and the beautiful boy Wolfgang has a faint tendency to fall out of favor.

Wolfgang didn't know that Ni Zijiao opened the magic mirror because no one made fun of Lin Pei's school exams, and he didn't know that Ni Zijiao looked for him after he had finished looking for the other five art elves who were too busy to touch the ground.

Wolfgang thought that his beloved Father God had taken time out of his busy schedule to chat with him specially.

He must seize this once-in-a-century opportunity!

Even the smile on Wolfgang's face is calculated.He knew that as long as the corners of his mouth were raised to this arc, Father God would be the happiest after seeing it.

He held up the magic mirror carefully, as if he was afraid that the slightest vibration would disturb the supreme god in the mirror.

Wolfgang said cautiously: "Father God, what can I do for you?"

what can happen?

Do you have to have something to chat with?

The bored Ni Zijiao looked far away, trying to find a topic.

Eat, drink, play, have fun, Lin Pei...

A doubt flashed through his mind, and the lord god successfully found a topic.

"Have you ever wanted to ask me my name?" he asked.

"Why do you ask that?"

Ni Zijiao repeated: "Do you have any?"

Wolfgang shook his head blankly.

But Lin Pei has.

Ni Zijiao put down the magic mirror and looked at the silent Pantheon.

Suddenly feel very happy.

The other party closes the call.Seeing the dimmed mirror, Wolfgang's smile receded and his cheeks puffed out.

For some reason, he actually heard a ostentatious tone from the voice of Father God.

However, he remembered his sister said that God the Father has no name...

Is the information wrong?

But no matter what, God the Father’s mind is really unpredictable.

When Ni Zijiao woke up, there was a heavy cloth covering his face.

It was the scarf tied around his neck earlier.

He opened the scarf and saw Lin Pei sitting beside him, looking down at the book.

It was already late night outside the window.He forgot to adjust the time of the real world and the world of the main god, and the flow rate of the two worlds is still one to one.

He took a closer look and found that Lin Pei was holding high school mathematics textbooks.

When Ni Zijiao moved, the scarf fell off his head.

Lin Pei: "Are you awake?"

Ni Zijiao grabbed the scarf and threw it on his face: "How do you cover my head? For a funeral?"

Lin Pei folded the scarf, closed the book, and said with a smile, "How do you want to die this time?"

"I didn't think so." Ni Zijiao snorted coldly.

Lin Pei came to the library today and happened to see Ni Zijiao sleeping on a chair.

At that time, Ni Zijiao's soul had not left for a long time, and he sat beside the young man to help residents register to borrow and return books.

but--

The sleeping face of Lord Lord God is too eye-catching.

The wing-like eyelashes cover the lower eyelids, leaving pine leaf-like shadows on the white and greasy body, like dolls carved from sugar cubes, which will melt when touched.

Obviously it was just a young man resting with his eyes closed, but for some reason, he was as charming as wine.

If he didn't take some special measures, when Ni Zijiao woke up, the library at night would definitely not be deserted - at least, he would see a group of inexplicable people lined up to yell at him.

Lin Pei put the scarf into the bag, Ni Zijiao saw him put the textbook on the table, and asked curiously: "Preview is so fast, are you going to save the key points?"

"The number of players in those schools is abnormally large," Lin Pei nodded, "I suspect that there is a place in the school for players to connect."

Gather.

Once a group is large enough, it will automatically gather in places with a large number of people, forming social phenomena such as currency, market, and class.

The same is true for players in the main god world.

Feng Luzhen is too small, and the folk customs are simple and simple. He is the only one who knows the existence of the main god world.

If you want to become stronger, you must first go out and find a suitable partner.

Ni Zijiao let out an "oh" and nodded.

Lin Pei's judgment was good.Several provincial key high schools are gathering points for players.

Ni Zijiao saw the label on the edge of the math book on the table from the corner of his eye, turned his eyes, and asked with a smile, "You understand everything?"

"Some seem to be struggling."

Ni Zijiao had a "sure enough" expression on his face.

After all, he was still a junior high school student...

"However, you can take the entrance examination of God's University, so let's not talk about it?" The young man suddenly smiled shyly at him, "It would be great if Mr. Wu could find time to help me with my homework."

——Go to your white worker...

Just as Ni Zijiao was about to swear at him, he suddenly saw Xia Xin walking over.

Lord God still remembers him.

Stupid big one, junior high school students have 1.8 meters tall.He was originally a friend of the puppet Lin Pei, but now he is a friend of the player Lin Pei.

Ni Zijiao silently swallowed back the urge to curse, and secretly glared at Lin Pei.

But you can't collapse your personality in front of other people.

He looked hard and tenderly at Xia Xin who was walking in the jacket.

"Hello, are you Lin's friend?"

Ni Zijiao stretched out his hand, Xia Xin held it with a smirk, it hurt a little.

Xia Xin had just finished playing basketball, his hands were dripping with sweat, Ni Zijiao couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and heard a chuckle beside him.

"Hello, Mr. Wu, I heard Lin Pei mention you. He said that you are very nice and knowledgeable." Xia Xin scratched her head embarrassedly, "If you tutor Lin Pei's homework, can you count me in? ? I'll pay for the tuition..."

If he had asked Ni Zijiao, Ni Zijiao would have kicked him in the face and told him to get lost.

But what he asked was Wu Shanyue.

"Wu Shanyue" smiled softly: "There is no need for tuition fees, it's just a matter of little effort."

Anyway, it's just middle school knowledge... Let the puppet teach it.

Xia Xin nodded in surprise and blushed a little.

After Xia Xin left, Ni Zijiao grabbed Lin Pei's neck with lightning speed, and was about to push him down, but Lin Pei elbowed him back, pinning him on the chair.

The key to self-defense is surprise, and Ni Zijiao took the lead, but Lin Pei had been prepared for a long time, and recently raised the five-surround attribute through the dungeon, so Ni Zijiao's puppet naturally couldn't beat him.

"The wings are hard, right?" Ni Zijiao said coolly, with a cunning arc on his mouth, "Since you said that your studies are difficult, then wait until you graduate, don't enter the game dungeon, and concentrate on doing your homework."

After all, the primary task of students is to study.

Lin Pei smiled lightly and let go.

"Then... please Mr. Wu teach me well."