"Well, fellow Taoist, since I have said this, I will definitely not go back on my word. Don't worry!"

Fang Bai patted his chest and promised seriously.

"I believe in fellow Taoists!"

Xia Qi looked like "You are right" and agreed with Fang Bai's words.

"Brother...what does it mean to be eighteen centimeters?"

The little girl who was released was still curious in her heart and poked her brother with her little hand and said.

"This...eighteen centimeters..."

Fang Bai was instantly caught off guard and sweated a few drops.

But as a people's teacher, if you ask him questions, he may not, but if you ask him whether he will fool others, this guarantee will!

After a turn of his mind, Fang Bai squatted down and gently touched the little girl's head.

"This is a plant fruit that has been extinct for a long time, just like the spiritual rice we eat, centimeters... It is a very rare spiritual rice... Well... spiritual rice, the rarest spiritual rice is eighteen centimeters, referred to as eighteen centimeters. Of course, there are also more rare twenty centimeters, etc., but twenty centimeters only exist in the legend."

Fang Bai said in a deep voice.

The little girl was fooled and was stunned. Even Xia Qi, Baihu, and Ye Chen were both a little fascinated by her side.

Eighteen...cm?!

Oh, oh, oh?!

"Then, brother... what's the use of these eighteen centimeters?"

The little girl asked.

"These 18 cm... are of great use. People with 18 cm can conquer the wealth of the whole world... Well, no, they can have a huge fortune, and conquer the whole world is no problem!"

Mr. Fang is talking nonsense seriously.

"Is that amazing? Doesn't that mean that having 18 centimeters means having the whole world?" The little girl exclaimed.

"Yes, that's about that."

Fang Bai is very serious.

"Is that brother 18 centimeters?"

The little girl asked with her head tilted.

This problem is fatal, like a sharp arrow shot into Fang Bai's heart.

"This...of course...is there, eighteen centimeters, there must be!"

Fang Bai felt a little guilty, don’t ask, it’s eighteen!

"real?"

The little girl asked in surprise.

"Um……"

Fang Bai was a little lacking in confidence.

"Is it rich or not to take it out for me to Kang Kang?"

The little girl asked in a low voice, looking at Fang Bai with hope.

Not only the little girl, but also the three people next to her and a white tiger were also looking at Fang Bai with longing on her face...

No, what does your desire mean?

Looking at the four people next to them who were eyeing them.

Fang Bai was shocked.

"this……"

Fang Bai was a little hesitant.

"Brother, are you not eighteen centimeters?"

The little girl asked with her waist on her back.

"How is that possible!"

Fang Bai retorted.

"Then take it out and give it to me Kang Kang!"

The little girl stretched out her hand.

Fang Bai: "..."

"Okay, my brother used to be eighteen centimeters..."

Fang Bai felt that he should be more honest.

"Now now?!"

The little girl asked.

"Every child's family, what do you do, really!"

Fang Bai stretched out his hand and knocked the little girl hard on the head. To put it bluntly, she was angry and incompetent and furious...

Fang Bai also tasted what it means to "a lie needs countless lies to cover up"!

I wouldn't say anything about 18 cm if I knew it. I just said that 18 cm is a weapon, yes, a very powerful weapon...

The little girl covered her head with her hands in pain, looked at Fang Bai with resentment, and hummed with dissatisfaction.

Then Fang Bai started cooking.

Seeing that my brother was cooking delicious food, the little girl suddenly became happy again.

After drinking and eating, the little girl started playing chess with Xia Qi again, while the white tiger was watching the battle.

Ye Chen and his brothers knelt on their knees and finished their meals, but they still knelt on their knees.

According to their words, you must kneel until you are satisfied.

Fang Bai has nothing to say, just be happy.

Then Fang Bai lay on the ground and fell into thinking.

He found that his previous inference seemed to have some problems.

Judging from the clues that are already available now, I am definitely not the protagonist, this stone hammer.

But another thing, "Direlor" has changed from a chess and card game to a magical power, which may not be a coincidence.

"Gozi Chess" has also become a chess formation, which almost proves a little bit.

After the things on the earth are moved here, they will become different after these indigenous people who practice immortality and practice.

Mr. Fang touched his chin and looked at it like this.

It is very likely that I am... a tool.

So how can I live longer as a tool person? I won’t be able to appear for a few chapters and be slaughtered...

In other words, how can we live a few more chapters?

Fang Bai recalled the novels, TV, and movies he had read...

The protagonist will definitely not die, but he is not the protagonist.

Secondly, who else won't die?

Even if you are captured, you will be tortured, tempted by those arranged by the villains, forcibly having sex, etc., although you resist stubbornly, the enemy's firepower is too strong, and then you have a child. For the sake of the child... Cough cough, it's off topic, it's off topic!

supporting role?

What kind of supporting roles are not easy to die?

Fang Bai scratched his head.

Good friend who grew up together?

Let’s not talk about whether there are such good friends around you. Think about what kind of role are the good friends who grew up together?

It can be explained clearly in a few words, that is, "Life affects output"!

Such supporting roles basically affect the protagonist's output as long as they are alive. So what is the meaning of their existence?

That is, every time a critical moment, you have to die. As long as you die, not only can the plot be unfolded smoothly, but the protagonist can also obtain a 100% breakthrough buff through the death of his good friends...

For example, the famous passionate comic "Pearl Dragon", Klin sacrifices to the sky, and his magic power is boundless!

Thinking of this, Fang Bai couldn't help but shivered.

He didn't want to end up with the "Fang Bai sacrificed to the sky, with endless magic power". Besides, this world is not the Dragon Ball World, and it may not be able to be resurrected.

What about besides this?

The heroine?

Fang Bai touched his chin. The gender was inconsistent. Although he didn't mind, as long as he could survive, he could actually be accepted as a heroine. As long as the hero is a woman...

Countless plots and countless characters flashed through Fang Bai's mind!

Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.

It seems that there is a type of person with a high survival rate, a low appearance rate, and is treated well, so he will not be sacrificed to the sky, and the protagonist may even try his best to save him...

That is, teachers, masters, masters... this kind of person.

Looking at most novels, people like the protagonist's teacher and master have a low survival rate and can survive until the ending, and maybe they can get married.

Fang Bai couldn't help licking his lips.
Chapter completed!