Although Gou Ritian is like a rich second generation who is overindulgent at this moment, his mood is extremely excited, in fact, this is also normal, the strength directly spans the two realms, this kind of thing is extremely exciting, and it is already rare for Gou Ritian to be able to maintain the most basic calm at this moment.

"Old Niu, what's the matter with your injuries? And this sausage-like lip? Have you done something nasty? Dog Ritian, who finally relaxed, noticed that the number one meat shield under his hand was extremely miserable at this moment, and it was not difficult to see from the injuries on his body that Gou Ritian had suffered some inhuman torture in recent times, especially these lips, if he didn't eat ten kilograms of chili sauce to kill Gou Ritian, he didn't believe that there would be such an effect, after all, he could smell a thick smell of chili sauce from two or three meters away, as long as he was not a fool, he could understand that Gou Ritian should have swallowed a lot of chili peppers, Well... And garlic, that taste, on top!

Hearing the words of concern from his own boss, the tears of grievance in the big eyes of the minotaur fell down, the kind that couldn't be stopped, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he confided in the dog Ritian on the spot about the grievances he had suffered during this time: "Boss, isn't this the last time I tried to use my big axe to kill that pretending prophet Lao Er twice in a row without success?" So after all this time, I have once again prepared a well-developed plan, and according to my calculations, the success rate of this plan is an astonishing 99%! I only hate it before I execute it, because my bad habit of talking in my dreams completely blew up the plan! Then the lackeys of the prophets in their rebel organization thought about the Fa bully, and they beat me! At dinner yesterday, they gave me a full steak of meat, but what they gave me was some ordinary rice? This incident has caused irreversible trauma to my young heart! Boss, you're going to call the shots for me! ”

Dog Ritian: "How much can you have patience and don't force the count?" Is it necessary to be a super-god-level boss with more legendary strength than you? Isn't it good to be alive? Or did you really just grow up eating your few IQs? They even gave you food back yesterday, how merciful it is! ”

Dog Ritian's heart complained, but looking at the minotaur who was waiting for him to be the master with tears in his eyes, there were some truths, and he was really embarrassed to say it, after all, this fool was like that in his life, and it was almost impossible to want him to do something too rational, and he couldn't be angry with him in this regard, and judging from the pepper and garlic prepared by the prophet, the prophet didn't mean to delve into it at all, so how could he be bold enough to scare the prophet? After all, I'm still a little bit forced.

"Ahem," coughed twice, and the dog fooled the minotaur every day: "You see that I don't have the trouble to find the prophet in my current state for the time being, and if I go now, it's just to deliver food to the prophet, so we need to stabilize it first, and then think about it in the long run after I recover."

I don't know if the minotaur understood, but after he heard the words of the dog, he nodded sensibly, and just when the dog breathed a sigh of relief, and when there was a thing that flickered in the past, the minotaur spoke again: "That's okay (●°u°●)", let's put aside the trouble with the prophet for the time being, after all, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

Just when the dog Ritian was curious about why the minotaur could say such philosophical words, the minotaur almost didn't send the dog away in the next sentence: "Boss, I still have more than 50 kilograms of chili garlic and ginger to eat, and they won't give me food if I don't finish eating!" I've heard the Prophet say that these things are good for healing injuries, do you think I'm going to give you a little bit? So be it! I'll give you a 49-kilogram one to try it for you? If it's not enough, I still have it there, and I'll be full. ”

Dog Ritian: "。。。。。。 No, thank you, I think the Prophet was so merciful in punishing you so lightly. ”

Minotaur: "。。。。。。?"

Not far from the room chosen by the dog Ritian is Yutian Ming's room, as the carrier of the rule seed, his current status in the rebel organization is quite high, as long as it is not some too much to ask the prophet will basically agree to him, especially after the prophet learned that the players of the game can be resurrected infinitely, and it only takes three days to wander unconsciously in the void, he decisively threw him a game invitation.

Looking at such a familiar game invitation token, Yutian Ming can be said to sigh, after all, she had used this token once just a few months ago, and at this moment, Yutian Ming is struggling with whether he should try to activate the token again, after all, he already belongs to one of those who have been deprived of the game qualifications, I believe that with the strength of the gods, although he can easily identify his identity, so it is almost impossible to use the trick of changing his name and surname to obtain the qualification to enter the game again.

After the minotaur had been forcibly fed to the dog in the next room and eaten more than ten kilograms of chili peppers every day, Yu Tian Ming finally made up his mind and directly activated the token.

Soon, a familiar electronic voice sounded in Yu Tian Ming's mind: "The system elf is at your service, Didi Didi, after testing, you are not qualified to play."

"I know I'm not qualified to play the game," Yutian Ming hurriedly said while the system spirit hadn't disappeared yet, "But I now have an important piece of information to report to God, this is a very important piece of information, which can definitely attract God's attention, so I hope you can help me contact God, I know you can do it directly, and you don't have to worry about whether I will anger God, you just need to know that my information can make God happy!" ”

Anyway, I've been a player for a while, Yutian Ming naturally knows that each player has a system elf that actually has its own intelligence, who said that it is only equivalent to weak artificial intelligence, but even compared with the most powerful weak artificial intelligence in Huaxia, it is not much inferior, it is your own judgment.

Sure enough, after hearing Yu Tianming's words, the system elf was rarely silent for a moment, and then responded: "I will directly inform God of your request, as for whether God will accept your request, it is not something I can predict."

"Whew, thank you (^~^)." Hearing the reply of the system elf, Yu Tian Ming let out a long sigh of relief, and waved his fist vigorously, whether it is edible or thin depends on this wave of operations.