I really don't know what Lin Xiao thinks?

How could he be so brain-dead that he packaged himself in such a way?

In this regard, Nuwa was quite puzzled.

After all, as Lin Xiao packaged and boasted, this is really not something that ordinary people can do.

At least the average person isn't so thick-skinned.

I don't know if it's because Lin Xiao has starred in several TV series, so he has a little bit of acting skills, and he feels that he can play this kind of rich man well.

It's just that the reality is cruel.

Not to mention that some people deliberately dug up black material and took it out and exploded.

In short, Lin Xiao is a complete brain-dead +250 in Nuwa's eyes.

But then again, in fact, Lin Xiao's trick is quite useful, after all, if Cai Minghua hadn't dug up these black materials and exploded, then how could the public know.

I can't say that Lin Xiao really succeeded.

Obviously, Lin Xiao, who only has more than 100 million treasure island coins, which is equivalent to 20 million or 30 million soft sister coins, simply packaged himself as a rich and out-of-fashion star with tens of billions of treasure island coins.

And 99% of people really believe it.

Even now that the black material has been exposed, there are still a large number of Lin Xiao's brainless fans on the Internet, firmly believing that their outdated idol is indeed a 'rich man', and they are firmly scolding with others on the Internet.

And for these fans who have no judgment, Nuwa really doesn't know what to say.

However, Nuwa found that these posts and messages of Lin Xiao's brainless fans also left strong traces of faith across the network data line, which made Nuwa feel that the existence of this group of brainless fans is not a bad thing.

After all, she will also enter the entertainment industry in the future and use her identity as a singer to break through, and then she will have her own fan group, so that she can accumulate beliefs in this way.

Therefore, Nuwa also hopes that she can have a brain-dead fan group, because these brain-dead fans can provide themselves with a purer faith power.

It's just that Lin Xiao is an ordinary person, and most of the stars are also ordinary people, so even if they have their own fan base and a large number of brain-dead fans, they have no way to gather the beliefs generated by these fans and purify them for their own evolution.

In Nuwa's opinion, this is really a pity.

So when Nuwa felt the faint residual faith on the message post, a deep regret and pity appeared on her delicate little face.

"If this is how good my fans are, this is all faith, although it is not so pure, and it is mixed with the power of negative desires, but it is also possible to purify it, not to mention the huge number of fans, the number of people, the mottled faith power generated......"

Nuwa looked at her phone and whispered to herself.

At this moment, her mind has shifted from the relevant news reports of Cai Minghua and Lin Xiao to the aspect of faith.

And Nuwa quickly put the idea of pity behind her, because she thought that she would soon return to Huaxia as a celebrity with the help of Kim Hyun Tae, and then start her career as a singer.

So she will definitely have her own fans at that time.

So, there is no need to envy the fans of the unlucky Lin Xiao, she will have it in the future anyway.

Speaking of which, Nuwa is also quite sad, for the sake of faith, she is now planning to go to the entertainment industry.

Who would dare to believe this?

But this is again an indisputable fact.

In fact, it's not just Nuwa who needs faith, but also many of the returning beings in China who need to start planning how to have their own believers and gather their own faith.

It's just that when the others are still exploring and trying to figure out a way, Nuwa has already found a goal, and she is about to implement it successfully.

Many people will envy me then, right?

Nuwa put down her phone and sat on the sofa with a smug thought.

Inadvertently, Nuwa remembered her apprentice Coco, and her little face collapsed suddenly.

Because she found that no matter how hard she tried, compared to her wonderful little apprentice, she was like a diao silk as a master.

In fact, it's no wonder that Nuwa thinks so.

It's really Coco that hit her a little too hard.

Come to think of it, when she, a master, was still racking her brains for the power of faith, Coco already had two faith source worlds, and this one alone hit Nuwa deeply.

Not to mention that the world that Coco has mastered is not just one, it is comparable to the Ganges sand world mastered by Western religions, so the little guy doesn't need to worry about the source of faith power at all.

As long as the little guy is willing, she can open up and establish her own source of faith in the plane worlds she has mastered anytime, anywhere.

This point dumped her, who is a master, I don't know how many streets there are.

Some people may ask, in this case, why is Nuwa so distressed, she has a headache for the source of faith, and she directly asks her apprentice Coco to help soon.

Anyway, the little guy has so many dimensional worlds, Nuwa, who is a master, wants a few openings, and with the character of the little guy, he will definitely not refuse.

Anyway, that's right.

But things can't do that.

Of course, Nuwa also knew that if she went to find Coco, she would easily be able to establish her own stable source of faith power from the dimensional world mastered by her apprentice, and she didn't have to go into the trouble of being a singer.

But it was precisely because Nuwa was Coco's master that she couldn't do it.

Those who are masters have the dignity of being masters.

At the same time, Nuwa also has her own persistence and stubbornness, even if it makes people think that she is very weird, but this is Nuwa.

Moreover, as a Nuwa who has experienced the primeval era, she knows very well how important the source of faith power is, and how crazy a plane world that can provide the source of faith power will be.

You must know that in the primeval era, in addition to fighting against the invasion of the Arthurian Protoss, they also had to fight inwardly for the source of faith power, and they killed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Nuwa didn't want to encroach on the interests of her apprentice Coco, because she knew how precious it was, and even if she was a master, she couldn't use such an identity to take advantage of her apprentice Cocoa, which was Nuwa's insistence.

It may make people feel ridiculous, but it is precisely for this reason that this Nuwa sister paper in a different time and space makes people feel that her persistence is very valuable.

And Coco is quite lucky to have such a wonderful master as her, after all, a master like Nuwa is much stronger than those masters who fight apprentices, isn't it?

Get up from the sofa, pick up the phone and walk to the corner of the small living room, find the charger and start charging the phone.

After doing all this, Nuwa looked at the time and planned to wash and sleep.

She has been informed that tomorrow the woman named Joan will go back to the fast food restaurant where she works, and she will have to cooperate with her in acting at that time.

So she needs to rest and rest to keep herself in the best shape.

Although it doesn't matter if Nuwa doesn't sleep for a year, because she has lived in the world for more than ten years and has been too affected by the current society, Nuwa, like many girls today, believes that if you don't have good rest, your skin is not good.

It's ridiculous to say.

Because Nuwa has not rested for ten years and a hundred years, she can still give people a radiant feeling, which is completely different from ordinary girls.

But Nuwa now believes this.

From the side, it shows that the current set of theories that girls believe in has a really great impact.

After all, even Nuwa has been affected, hasn't she?

------ Dividing Line------

The Xiangjiang River is brightly lit at midnight

Located on the bustling nightclub street in Kowloon City, a small shop called 'Hong Kong Fish Ball Powder' gathers more than a dozen fierce-looking men.

This small restaurant with fish ball noodles is small and can only fit four or five tables in total, and now that more than a dozen men have been seated, it has already made the small shop look very crowded.

And because the atmosphere in the store seems to be something wrong, some customers who want to enter the store immediately turn their heads and leave when they walk to the door of the store, obviously the business can't be done.

The dozen or so big men in the store are obviously divided into two waves, and the sitting positions can also be seen to be confrontational, and among the two waves of big men sit men who seem to be the leaders of both sides, one of whom is holding a baby who looks less than a year old in his arms.

This little baby is very cute, big eyes are dripping around, even if the men around him look evil, but the little guy is not afraid at all, but still look around strangely.

I don't know if it's because of the existence of the little guy, so that the big men present are suppressing their anger, even if the negotiations have reached an impasse, they don't fight as usual, but the leaders of both sides continue to talk patiently.

The man holding the baby was a middle-aged man, with hair wax on his head and a big back comb, which looked quite stylish, and in this dull and depressing atmosphere, he opened his mouth first.

"Hei Zai Cheng! Yonghui Nightclub must give us half of the show, and now I have to talk about the fire word, so I have to find food for my brothers, and I still have to feed a little baby, I also need to make more money! If you don't agree, it means not giving our brothers a way to live, then I will fight with you!"

The man holding the baby landed in his voice, and the subordinates around him began to stare at the enemies on the opposite side with a puffed up momentum, as if the other party would be afraid of something.

Sitting across from the man holding the baby was an old guy with a bulging belly. He also widened his eyes, trying to look as vicious as he could.

"Fight the street! We will be afraid of you, your boss will die on the belly of a woman with a lot of saliva, and now what about your words! I don't have the right to watch Yonghui!"

The younger brothers behind him also immediately cooperated and started the performance.

"Chop him down and throw his property on the street!"

"Kill you, see if you're dead!"

When the subordinates behind the man holding the baby saw it, they immediately returned their mouths, and also raised their hands to point and point, in order to increase their momentum.

Well, Xiangjiang underworld is this virtue, there are more verbal cannons than reality, even if you find someone to do it, you spend money to hire a big circle to do things.

In the midst of the turmoil, the man holding the baby put the baby aside, rushed out and grabbed the hair of the opposite leader, raised his leg and slammed the other party's door with the beggar.

This is not the end, the big belly was by the other party in the teapot and recorded it fiercely according to his head, and the blood of the beating was immediately soaring.

The man's movements were swift and agile, and before everyone could react, he had already brought down the other party's leader.

"Hmph! I'm crazy with me! I'll let you know today who I'm Louis Chi!"

Let go, the big-bellied leader fell to the ground on his stomach.

Seeing that the man who called himself 'Louis Chi' waved to the subordinates behind him, he was the first to rush towards the younger brothers who were still stunned.

The little baby who was put aside clapped his hands with a smile, and at the same time shouted in a milky voice: "Come on, master! Dominate Hong Kong and Kowloon! The apprentice's milk powder money depends on you!"

Listening to the baby's voice, the middle-aged man who had just punched a big man into the air slammed his body, and then looked back at the baby with a smile.

Brush!

The knife flashed, and a guy slashed the middle-aged man's neck with a mountain opening knife.

It's not a good habit to be distracted during a fight.

The imaginary scene of blood flying did not appear, but the knife hand holding the knife felt that he had slashed on the steel, and the tiger's mouth was shocked by the strength of the shock.

The middle-aged man turned his head and smiled at the knife hand, the laughing knife hand forgot to continue to cut the second knife, and then the middle-aged man who was called the master by the little baby raised his hand and slapped it......