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Chapter 1247 The project has started

Today, after Cai Gen and Gong Kanghui chatted, plus Xiao Tmall’s supplement, the amount of information was very large.

Whether it was the various circles of gods he talked about or the projects led by the gods of suffering, Cai Gen broadened his horizons.

It's just that the development is a bit messy, and I seem to understand a lot of things, but I can't say anything specific.

Anyway, the god of suffering did have a new understanding in Cai Gen's heart, at least he roughly understood how to ask questions.

In the past, Cai Gen didn't know how to ask or what to ask.

The highest state of ignorance is not knowing what things you don't know.

Riding on the Xiaoling Mao, although it was a bit bumpy and there were strong enemies chasing behind him, Cai Gen felt calm inside and thought a lot in his mind.

In these myths and legends, what is the position of the god of suffering?

What role did it play?

Are these gods, monsters, wars and peace disturbing all in his project?

Apart from anything else, he is a hundred times better than me in terms of self-motivation. He is really a career-oriented person.

On the other hand, it is right to think about it. Anyone who can regard changing the world as their ideal, whether in terms of ability or mentality, is so out of reach. You must look up and look up to that kind of person.

"Master, stop thinking nonsense and focus on the present first.

They started dancing."

Cai Gen quickly turned around and saw that a group of ancestral souls had started their dance like offering sacrifices to the sky again, and there were faint sounds of praise for Ruoshui.

It's over, they're about to use their ultimate move.

Taking a sip of water and spitting Cai Gen to death is definitely the best way to relieve qi.

Ruoshui, the Arhat Dharma and the Prime Minister can’t carry it, so what can I do to carry it myself?

Before Cai Gen could think of a countermeasure, the raindrops of Ruoshui came overwhelmingly.

"Fuck, fuck, it's over."

Cai Gen started to yell helplessly, but Mickey stepped forward regardless of his own safety.

Each Mickey faced a drop of Ruoshui, resisting it with his body, hoping to consume the enemy's combat power by dying together.

Seeing one Mickey after another slowly melting after being hit by Ruoshui, Cai Gen didn't feel bad at all.

This can be regarded as a strategic consumption. It is good to be able to support it for a while, and I don’t know where the end of Mickey is.

Is it possible that by using the hands of the ancestral soul to consume all the Mickey, I can then use the favor of the God of Ku to settle today's affairs?

Isn’t it a bit despicable to think this way?

Mickey Mouse is risking his life for you, but you want to consume them all. It's so unjust.

Thinking of this, Cai Gen really wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

You take it for granted again, don’t you?

They are not really Zhang Mouse. Their countless clones are just tools. Why do they put so much emotion into them?

Therefore, Cai Gen decided to speed up the consumption process and see where the limit was.

"Mitch, don't just defend. Attack when it's time to attack. Don't be merciful."

Cai Gen's words are a command, and to the Mickeys, they are the key to unlocking the seal.

After opening the attack seal, when the Mickeys appear again, their hands will no longer be empty.

Bicycle rings, garbage bags of various colors, decomposed furniture, and a lot of bricks and tiles construction waste, etc., etc.

As clean as the entrance to Tong Ai's country is, the weapons in Mickey's hands are so complex.

With the weapon in hand, Mickey immediately entered into a confrontation with the ancestral souls.

On one side is Ruoshui, who has the power of hidden rules.

On one side is garbage containing psychic attacks.

For a moment, Cai Gen couldn't tell which side was more powerful, but under his own instruction, he focused on the silent coffin.

After the garbage bags were scattered, the inclusiveness of the kitchen waste immediately changed the nature of the coffin, and it probably also had a strong flavor of life, because Gong Kanghui had begun to be unable to stand it in the coffin.

"No, what are these?

Why is the soup still flowing down?

Oh my gosh, why does it stink so much?

Xiao Cai, you are the God of Bitterness, not the God of Dirtyness, isn’t it too disgusting?”

nausea?

When Cai Gen heard this word, he didn't care about the other party's identity and opened his mouth to quarrel.

"Is there anyone more disgusting than you?

Is this what people do by completely ignoring other people's feelings and rushing them to the shelves?

You are worse than this pile of garbage.

You just deserve to lie in the garbage and slowly become stinky.

you"

Hearing that Cai Gen was so excited and that his thinking was still clear and not confused, Gong Kanghui was actually a little happy.

"Well done, Xiao Cai, keep up the good work.

When people are in desperate situations, their potential will burst out.

I think so highly of you, you really didn’t disappoint me.

Brother, I will work harder for you and give you a boost.

Nine sisters in total, are you fools?

Aren't you going to split up and outflank them?

Aren't you going to cut off front and back?

A lot of people just know how to chase after you, chasing after you?

How can you not fly?"

This sentence may seem like a compliment to Cai Gen, but it actually provides strategic support to the Ancestral Souls.

As a result, the ancestral souls began to divide their troops into several groups, rose into the air, and surrounded Cai Gen from all directions.

There were enemies at the front, back, left and right, even above his head. Cai Gen was forced into a desperate situation for a while.

Forget it, just give in. Cai Gen doesn't think Gong Kanghui really wants to force him to death.

I just have some complaints against the God of Bitterness, torture myself to vent my anger, and satisfy his bad taste.

"Gongkanghui, Brother Hui, I was wrong.

Let me out and give me thirty years.

Upgrade it well and fulfill your promise when you come back, okay?

Thirty years is too long, how about three years?

Is three months okay?

You can't be so ruthless in doing things, leaving no escape route, that's too hasty.

If you really beat me to death, then the world will also be destroyed.

We will perish together, and the gains outweigh the losses."

Gong Kanghui answered more emotionally than Cai Gen. It seemed that seeing Cai Gen being besieged by his own tribe made him feel uncomfortable, and he shouted in a tearful voice.

"Brother, brother, I have no way out.

I’ve told you so much, don’t you still understand?

The moment you walked in front of me, the new phase of the project had already started, didn’t you know it?

The god of suffering awakens, and his only mission is to change the world and do engineering.

Otherwise, does your awakening have any meaning?

Is it to let you be a salted fish in the world, leisurely and comfortable?

My brother is incompetent and there is nothing I can do to help him.

We all have our own mission, and no one can resist destiny.

If you want to blame, you can only blame your ex, Kushen, he was so terrible at what he did.

If you really can't stand it, just give up.

Let’s give up the fight, whoever really wants to do it will do it.

Brother, I really feel for you."

kindness?

Has new construction begun?

No one told me.

When did it start?

Did it start from Xia Taiqinggou, or did it start from the signal given by the Bull Demon King?

Or maybe it started when the old man selling bean buns opened the door of his shop?

:.:


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