Papier-mâché.com, one of the most well-known high-level forums in this plane, stands out among countless forums for its freedom of speech, accurate predictions, and high level of debate.

It is said that many of the hidden gods of this site are the top of the Dark Alliance, and even some beings from the ancient realm often come to this site to dive.

Ye Ke is also a famous big V on this website, and he is famous for releasing information about the ancient world on his homepage all year round, and almost every topic released has tens of millions of views.

Today, I just put the video of Daylight on my homepage, and titled it "Daylight Ability Exposure, Dealing with Nearly 1,000 People at a Time".

After that, I got nearly 100 replies in an instant:

"Unscrupulous anchors have become title parties, is it a distortion of human nature or a degradation of morality. ”

"I'll just say how can those natives in the third world have the courage to fight us, our gap is not at all a good way to be bridged by numbers!"

"Tentacle God, why don't you continue to update the Chen family's unknown secret history series?"

After receiving countless posts scolding Ye Ke for being the title party, someone in the back finally began to guess the true face of Bai Tian's move just now.

Ye Ke looked at it again and again and felt that this one was relatively reliable, this master who guessed the anonymous guess that Bai Tian was only using a martial arts move, and it was the result of controlling the move of three thousand zhang of white hair to the transformation realm. I am afraid that the personal belongings of those tourists were rolled up with their own hair and thrown to Roof Hill, and each person only used two or three hairs.

The reason why Ye Ke agrees with this plan is because he himself has no combat ability, and the reason why he can get mixed with the evaluation of this front-line personnel is all because of the power of the incomparable God Cell in his body, and as mentioned above, the so-called God Cell is a way of existence of karma.

Although Ye Ke did not have the perseverance to practice martial arts diligently, he really worked the use of karma, and it was fruitful, and the species of tentacle monsters he created was at that time.

And if the power of karma is exercised to a certain extent, it is possible to perceive whether others are using karma, of course, Ye Ke did not feel this way at that time, and he did not feel that this kind of boring prank was the result of spells, so he had this conclusion.

"Anyway, it's really a line, although it's boring to do, but it's really amazing to be able to manipulate so many people so precisely. ”

After earning another vote of prestige on the Internet, Ye Ke only felt cold, and then he found that he had entered the mansion of Count Tim, and he was also one of the few houses in the imperial capital that was fully air-conditioned.

Typical European-style villas, in terms of style alone, are no different from those European and American villas on the plane, but the word "supergiant" should be added in front.

As soon as they entered the door, Ye Ke and the others saw a golden avenue that flashed to the blinding eyes, and the road formed by pieces of gold coins paved on the ground.

Just when Ye Ke wanted to complain about what an upstart mentality this was, he suddenly found that he was actually stepping on a huge animal skin.

He suddenly remembered the information he had read before, according to the Third World Terran's style of advocating martial arts, the level of animal skins spread at the door was the most able to show the status of this family.

Although it is said that the royal family can use the skin of the "dragon" as a carpet, but under this, the average nobleman will choose the skin of the most powerful monster they can search for to serve as their face, and it is said that the floor of the current president of the Magic Guild Trump's home is covered with the skin of a Beamon giant beast known as the ultimate war weapon, and it is quite complete.

This means that this monster, which only appeared in a battle of 10,000 people, was deliberately killed for the purpose of skinning, and those boring people in aristocratic circles privately rated it as the first animal skin carpet under the dragon.

And this Count Tim's family is an aquatic monster that Ye Ke can't name, at least Ye Ke thinks so, after all, the skin of this monster has a cold texture, and there are layers of scales, like the skin of a crocodile.

A closer look reveals that the dazzling gold on the leather carpet is not its original color, but that each golden scale has been carved with the family crest of Count Tim's family and plated with gold.

Ye Ke calculated, he walked about five hundred steps before he walked out of the range of this animal skin.

During this period, Ye Ke, who has skyrocketed in emotional intelligence these days, took the initiative to block Julie who tried to deduct something from this animal skin with his body, and gave her a thumbs up after Julie found out what she had done. Then he was kicked hard by the dark elf girl.

After finally entering the living room, Ye Ke found that his group was not the only guest, no, to be precise, the number of people who greeted him far exceeded his estimate, and it seemed that this was the result of Count Tim secretly sending messages on his mobile phone in the car.

Obviously, the people who want to open the market on this plane are far more than Count Tim's family, after hearing that Count Tim successfully invited a vote to his own home, those people who are like things like Count Tim are like sharks that smell blood, and they came to Count Tim's mansion in advance.

Seeing the noblely dressed men and women in front of him, Ye Ke couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, although he had made a lot of progress in dealing with the world during this time, he was still not good at dealing with this kind of gathering full of calculations.

Fortunately, among the people who came here, Ye Ke was the one who was not good-looking, Jenny, Julie and Angelica were naturally the focus of the party, and Sophia was the deputy head of the Dragon's Heart who had both status and status, and Bai Bai was a front-line real power person who had been in the imperial capital for a period of time, and he had long been the central figure in the hearts of the imperial nobles, plus this person himself was also a long-sleeved person who was good at dancing, and there were really many people around him.

As for Dior, news about his sensitive identity has begun to spread among a small group of people, and although Count Tim is not interested, there are still many people who are trying to talk to him.

Ye Ke has been trying to change himself during this time, but when he found that the target was not the beautiful girl he liked, he really couldn't naturally do things that made the other party happy, and after saying a few social taboos in a row, the imperial rules around Ye Ke gradually dispersed, and Ye Ke was also happy to walk to the windowsill to breathe.

"Wait thirty minutes, no, twenty minutes at most, take the princess and them away when the time is up, he can do whatever he wants during the day, I can't waste the opportunity to play with the princess so in vain!"

Although my heart is full of the urge to destroy this annoying party with my own karma, it is too conspicuous to do it immediately, so it is better to wait a while before making a move.

At this moment, a burst of singing came into Ye Ke's ears, and it was really interesting to be able to hear English songs in the mansion of such a mobile third world nobleman.

Ye Ke looked up and saw dozens of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys and girls rehearsing something on the lawn not far away, under the command of two adults.

The overly enthusiastic smiles on the faces of the men and women who are the conductors are the kind of smiles that have been deliberately trained by people who have been working with children for many years, and the flattering smiles that have been determined in advance that the other party's IQ is not as good as their own.

At least for Ye Ke, going to summer camp when he was a child and seeing his two coaches with such smiles made him uncomfortable for a whole summer.

The woman, whose face had begun to wrinkle, wore a long feather on her head, which looked like the kind of headdress worn by the Indians in the past, while another skinny man wore a western denim outfit that did not fit him in the slightest.

At this time, the two of them had already assigned tasks to the children in front of them, ready for a new round of rehearsals.

Ye Ke keenly found that these children were not only natives of the Third World, but also half of them were visitors from the original plane, but almost all of the children from the original plane were wearing suits and dresses, and half of the indigenous children of the Third World were wearing local clothes, and half were wearing bloated bird-shaped suits and various fruits and vegetables.

Ye Ke looked at the strange bird suit and found that it was a bit like the Sorrowful Crow that he had tasted not long ago, but it had been Q-processed and made it acceptable to children (especially preschoolers).

The stage is nothing special, just a few or two small rooms, and a few piles of straw, of course, all of which have been miniaturized, just to show the life of ordinary people in the Third World on this small stage.

First, third-world children dressed as fruits and vegetables jumped out of the straw piles on both sides, dancing merrily, and then a little girl dressed like a village girl ran out and shouted in a sweet voice: "Here comes the bird of peace." (Note: All operas are in English)

Then a visibly larger little fat man stepped out of the side in the crow's suit, which was so bloated that he walked like a duck.

He strode to the middle and sang:

"Eat us, come to the Peace Festival"

"Eat us, we're a big meal"

"Eat us, we hold the chef's hand"

"Eat us, because we're dead"

"Regardless of race, regardless of plane"

"Chop off our legs and stuff them in your mouths"

"Eat us!"

"It's delicious to fry and grill"

"Eat us!"

"We used to be Warcraft, now we are food"

"Eat us!"

"We weren't fresh for very long"

"So eat us before you finish singing!"

……

After listening to this, Ye Ke glared at a pair of dead fish eyes and said to himself: "Ah, how do I seem to see peace being eaten, is it really good to treat the Warcraft that takes pleasure in torture and killing as a holiday delicacy? ”