Chapter 40

Moshi felt that this must be the creation of the devil, and the content of it was the whispers of the devil.

I just watched Zhang Youxing turn page by page from a distance, and I had an indescribable longing for the content inside.

She wanted to look any further.

When Zhang Youxing turned to the last page, Zhang Youxing put this book away.

"What are you doing? How did you put it away? Keep turning the page? What happened to that soldier named Steve Rogers? Mo Xi looked at Zhang Youxing and wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly became a little anxious.

I haven't finished reading it yet!

"Ahem, to be precise, this is a magazine for sales, of course you help me, I can definitely give you a free copy, but this content is over, I'll bring you another one, or this one will be given to you first, you look at it first, I'll take a copy?"

Zhang Youxing's suggestion made Moxi hesitate again.

Is that manga really a demonic creation?

She didn't feel any evil spells on it.

But it still makes people can't help but be attracted to it.

It's much better than the stories I've seen from the bards I've seen in the past.

Most of the stories told by bards are stories of warriors who finally defeated demons and saved a village or country from fire and water, or that powerful heroes of mankind finally created a world for the benefit of all human beings.

But these stories ...... To be exact, it is too far away from Mohidu.

None of those stories were as appealing as the flesh-and-blood story of Steve Rogers, whom I had just seen.

It's the story itself that catches, not the whispers of demons!

This is a voice in Moxi's heart urging her to quickly accept the comics given to her by Zhang Youxing, otherwise she will regret it for the rest of her life.

"Thank you...... Thank you, I will repay you. In the end, Moxi couldn't resist the voice in his heart, and was defeated, and then accepted the comic magazine handed over by Zhang Youxing with a little red face.

Zhang Youxing didn't know that Mo Xi would have so much inner drama at all, he just thought that Mo Xi had some curiosity when he saw this new cultural carrier.

Then Zhang Youxing turned around and entered the office of the magazine agency, ready to take down the magazine with a word.

As soon as Moshi held the comic magazine, he felt as if he had obtained a treasure comparable to a mountain of gold and silver, and his eyes carefully turned the first page without blinking, and then re-read the story at the beginning.

"Come on,Here's the plot later.,We've recently produced a total of five words.,If you're interested,,You can come to us every other morning and wait for a new issue of the comic to be released.。

Zhang Youxing felt that he should have a talent for sales, at least his current sales behavior was successful and won over a loyal reader of a comic magazine, looking at Moxi's eyes, Zhang Youxing understood.

Moxi's eyes stared at the remaining few books, just like when he had watched the latest issue of the comic magazine arrive at the newsstand.

Sure enough, this kind of work is the happiest thing, and when you come to another world, you don't necessarily have to fight and kill, isn't it also quite rewarding to bring happiness and happiness to people?

"Can I take all of this with me?" Moshi asked excitedly.

"Of course, this is your reward for doing me a favor, and if you hadn't explained it to me yourself, I wouldn't have known so much." Zhang Youxing said sincerely.

Mo Ximei put the comics away, and then suddenly remembered something, and asked a little embarrassed: "I don't know your name yet." ”

"Just call me Youxing."

"Okay Youxing, remember to come and play with me in the future! I'll be here tomorrow morning waiting for the latest issue of the magazine! In vain! ”

Mo Xi waved goodbye to Zhang Youxing, then took out his staff and aimed it at the magnifying glass she had just brought to release a magic, and then the magnifying glass turned into a gray pigeon in an instant, and the pigeon on the table looked like it was still a little confused?

"Let's go!"

Coo-coo.

The dove called a few times, then flew towards Mohi and left the magazine together.

Chatting with Moxi, Zhang Youxing also felt a lot happier in his heart, this is a standard sunshine girl, no matter where he goes, people can't help but be happy when they see him.

What Moshi didn't notice just now was that a little guy of the Babaka tribe grabbed Moxi's trouser legs and left the magazine office together, but after leaving the magazine, the little guy of the Babaka tribe did not disappear because of this, if Zhang Youxing still has that magnifying glass, you can find that Moxi is now surrounded by quite abundant happy emotions.

"Well, it's time to have a good chat with you little ones, but can you understand me?"

Zhang Youxing came to Canglan and looked at the group of Babaka people on her.

Well, Zhang Youxing is just to see the Babaka clan, there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Youxing took out a milky white magic crystal the size of a ping-pong ball, which had only a small part of the inscription engraved on it.

Zhang Youxing pointed to the inscription on it and asked the little guys, "Can you make an inscription of this size?" If you can, I think you can reap more happiness and emotional survival. ”

The Babaka people had no interest in Zhang Youxing's previous sentence.

But when it came to the continuation of the race, a group of Babaka stopped playing at the same time and looked at the orb in Zhang Youxing's hand at the same time.

"Master, they seem to be a little suspicious." At this time, Canglan took the initiative to take on the role of translator.

Zhang Youxing can't understand the language of the Babaka people at all, because they don't speak at all, and the language performance is not something they can understand, but Canglan seems to be able to read the thoughts of these little guys.

"Doubtful? Then look here. ”

Zhang Youxing picked up a new comic magazine again, and all of a sudden, those Babaka people were attracted by the comic magazine in Zhang Youxing's hand.

It was this thing that made them feel happy and joyful, and made them reappear on this land, which made them remember it very well.

"I made this comic, so I think you can trust me to create something that can bring joy and happiness to people."

A group of Babaka people looked at each other, as if they were communicating something, and then after a while, a Babaka tribe with a head about the size of two thumbs took the initiative to jump out and stand on the table in front of Zhang Youxing, and at the same time stretched out their little hands out.

"What does that mean?" Zhang Youxing turned his head and asked.

Canglan teased the little guys and said, "He's talking about the deal." ”

"Uh, is that so crisp?"