The sissy manager didn't dare to say anything, nodded and let the famous demon god in the void step into the core part of his world. Bo Fu was very kind at this time, but he just swept it with his divine thoughts, "Forcing human form, but it also has a lot of restrictions on supernatural power. Basically, there is no such thing as gods and ghosts. But why is there a burst of verbal sourness in your world... Young people should still masturbate more, don't think about anything or not." Bo Fu patted the sissy on the shoulder, and said some educational nonsense to him with earnestness, then a ball of light rose from his hand, and slapped it into the sissy man's chest. "Get it! Ticket money."
This guy didn't care about the sissy's twisted face - the pure power suddenly rushed into his body sensation. What's particularly annoying is that Bofu specially controlled the point of the explosion - the sissy's anus... Bofu smiled treacherously and stepped into the inside of the world. When he appeared again, he was already standing in the hall of an apartment.
"It spread quite quickly. I knew that no matter what, I should give an identity directly, so as not to be ruined by me from the beginning - I asked me to say that literary youth and literary youth have a common language. I remember the last time I did this, a literary woman?" The vicious monster is now an ordinary young man who is about to step into the middle of the middle age. He looked like a thirty-something. Bo Fu stood in the middle of the apartment hall and looked back and forth. This was a two-bedroom and one-living apartment suite with a total area of about 60 square meters, a small bathroom and kitchen, and a bedroom of about fifteen square meters. The other room is slightly smaller than the first one.
It is about twelve square meters. Then there is a hall of less than thirty square meters. Now all the doors in this room are open except for the main door, so Bo Fu can see the furniture in it at a glance. There is a three-person sofa in the hall, and opposite is a combination TV cabinet with a 25-inch flat-screen TV on it. "It's not an LCD or a large-screen TV? And the size of this TV... Then the era can be roughly estimated to be the 10th century." Bo Fu murmured to himself, he didn't want to use his demonic power for the time being - because it is very interesting to judge his situation through his own eyes.
In addition to the TV cabinet and sofa, there is also a table in the hall, a few stainless steel backrest chairs and a coffee table in front of the sofa. Bo Fu saw a very old familiar thing under the TV cabinet, "I didn't expect to see a video recorder. And it seems that it is still 90% new. It's indeed the 1900s... Let me see, Panasonic j25. It's really a familiar thing." Then Bo Fu sat directly on the sofa, and he casually glanced into the two bedrooms. In the larger bedroom, there were a double bed, a chest of cupboards and wardrobe, and there were two single sofas and a small round table. In the smaller bedroom, there were a single bed, and then several boxes and bookcases, a desk and a wooden chair. In the whole room, except himself, Bo Fu did not notice the breath of others.
"It seems that this sissy dare not arrange things like family members, but it ended up making me destined to be against Tiansha Lone Star..." It was really Bo Fu that couldn't even see a family photo or wedding photo hanging in the hall, but there was a wall clock hanging in the hall, and he also saw a clock on the chest of drawers in the big bedroom. "Hahaha, it's really nostalgic. I remember that there was such a three-five brand wooden clock in my house before..." There was a round alarm clock in addition to a desk lamp, and there was also an old model of two alarm clocks on my head, which really made Bo Fu feel nostalgic. Seeing all this, Bo Fu became more and more kind, and his random thoughts were pressed deep into his own, and he had a good impression of this world controller full of literary aura.
There were stacks of newspapers piled up on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Bo Fu picked up one and looked at it, "Sichuan Daily? Then the Chengdu Evening News below... Why are the days blurry? The years are not visible, but the months are clearly visible, July 2nd." After putting down the newspaper, Bo Fu walked to the balcony of the living room. He looked outside. It was a bit humid sky and the gloomy sunshine, which was a bit stuffy. In fact, if Bo Fu had not been invaded by the cold and heat, he would have almost felt like he was steaming a sauna at this time. The summer in Chengdu was very scary... But it was finally much better than Chongqing and Wuhan, and there was a ghost place where he wanted to peel off his skin.
Bo Fu walked back to the living room and looked up. The window-type air conditioner was placed on the window between the living room and the balcony. He didn't think about turning on the air conditioner, so he sat back on the sofa and turned on the TV. What was being done in the TV was doing, Bo Fu didn't pay attention. Now he moved the newspaper on the coffee table and found a letter. "International Middle School? Why are middle schools sending letters here these days? Am I admitted to a glorious high school student?" As he said, he tore open the letter. "Oh, it turns out that it is really an employment notice! It's just a teacher recruitment letter... Mr. Zhou Bofu - I think comrades are still kind these days. You are recruiting as the foundation.
School Teachers - By the way, shouldn't it be allocated by the Education Bureau these days? Please bring your ID card and this notice to our school before July 15th." Bo Fu laughed, and he didn't know what to say. This guy's daily living expenses mainly rely on robbery to get a wrong place. He hasn't done such a thing in a long time when he went to work and got a salary. Now this guy laughed at himself for a while. "I didn't expect that I would do a good job... Hahaha. Be a teacher? What can I teach them? How to rob banks or smuggle arms? Or can I teach them how to hang up and eat black? It's really misleading people's children! It's misleading people's children!"
However, it was rare to do a good job, and Bo Fu just felt good about the controller of this world, so he decided to make a vote according to the identity arranged by the sissy. "Identity card? ID card..." Bo Fu stood up and started looking for the ID card - the sissy definitely did not have the ability to put down his wallet ID card in Bo Fu's pocket. As a result, Bo Fu found a black cowhide wallet in the chest of drawers in the bedroom. In addition to a few blue and blue banknotes with the chairman's avatar, it was an ID card.
Bo Fu casually went out to the elevator in the building and soon left the community door. He didn't know where the so-called international middle school was. He didn't know the address on the letter at all - this guy didn't know the roads in Chengdu. Fortunately, there were taxis in this city. Bo Fu hurried a car and reported the address to the driver and asked him to drive over.
The driver was very talkative and along the way, he was very striking with Bo Fu's roster formation. This guy shook the international middle school that Bo Fu was going to. Everything about the middle school, tuition fees, students, and even the stories of the campus ghosts. It was at this time that Bo Fu realized that the school is now considered a prestigious and aristocratic school in Chengdu. Those who entered this school were either a top student, or the family had money, or at least the children of department-level and above cadres in the city. Of course, many were rich and powerful... (To be continued...)