Because the system has been torn apart, when Nuwa and Shenlong are created, naturally there will be no system information that jumps out to explain their talents and evaluations.

However, now Wu Wei can no longer use the system's comments that add to the snake.

The abilities of the creatures of one's own creation are understood almost instantly.

Strictly speaking, Ao Guang, an old subordinate who has now entered the mythical level, has long been worthy of the title of true dragon.

Wu Wei also changed his definition from Qingjiao to Qinglong.

But Wu Wei's personal definition of Shenlong is still different after all, not purely from strength, but more like a long-standing wish.

The "god" in front of the word dragon naturally has its own unique representative.

It is also embodied in the "power of willingness".

This is still inspired by the fact that when he fooled the people of Dalus, Loxieves passively received the thread of faith condensed by prayer.

That thing has never been clear how to use it, and can only allow them to grow and condense behind the subordinates representing various god systems, and in the sight of the gold level or above, if the mythical level is not deliberately hidden, it can be seen that behind each true god can be described as "divine light".

However, this divine light sometimes makes the mythical true gods have a headache, they can't eat or use it, and it will dissipate immediately if they are torn off, but it will be a pity to really tear them all off.

I always think it will come in handy, but at the moment there is no other use than comparing and pretending to be forced by each other.

The appearance of the divine dragon allowed Wu Wei to grasp another law, that is, willingness.

Not only did Wu Wei and many subordinates have a way to use the power of prayer and faith, but also produced a strange rule for the use of magic power.

That's making a wish.

Wu Wei sometimes sighs to himself, because he is deeply influenced by some strange thoughts, when creating some magical creatures, the brain circuit will always turn a few corners in strange places.

Part of this dragon's talent for wishing comes from a childhood anime.

When the state of the Divine Dragon was stable, the Law of Wishing Power was transmitted to all the mythical subordinates from its center to all the mythical subordinates in an instant, following Wu Wu's thoughts.

The Faith Aggregate had been annoying them for a long time, and it was going to be eager to test the use of the Will.

"See" as the power of prayer and faith behind them slowly melts and is contained in the body, becoming the source of power to make wishes.

Wu Wei couldn't help but sigh.

"Now, there is even more of a god to look like!"

Unconsciously, this seemingly monotonous observation lasted for half a month, and the scale of the faith group accumulated over the years seemed to be much larger than imagined, and it was estimated that this process called refining would continue for some time.

"Lord, there is a new calamity coming in, this time it is the 'abyss', it is looking for a living planet and dragged into the abyss, but the nearby stars have been hidden by us. ”

The melodious and familiar female voice told Wu Wu that Mach was coming.

"Also, the master mother and father went to the temple of war, and the wish is to miss you home, it's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival... ”

Hearing this, Wu Wei was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.

The Temple of War is a product of the nature of the "temple" belonging to the three Mach sisters outside Qiantang City.

After all, the Chinese people like to pray to God and worship Buddha has always had the idea that the three goddesses, as humanoid true gods, have no accurate race, so they are naturally closer to the human race.

Since his uncle passed away, Wu Wei has not been back once.

To put it bluntly, he was also afraid that his parents would be tired of endless life, and he was afraid that one day when he came home and suddenly heard his parents' request to grow old.

He also didn't want to snoop into his parents' thoughts, let alone modify their wishes, so Wu Wei kept avoiding going home on the grounds of "business trips".

But one can't never go home all the time, and there's no way to escape.

"Mach, come with me. ”

。。。

It's still the location of the building at the foot of the mountain, but it has been redecorated more than once over the years, and it has a classical charm.

Wu Wei's mother Zhang Guihua has been practicing for so many years, as far as her cooking skills are concerned, as a housewife, she has been perfected.

However, my favorite dishes are still the green home dishes that are called "ancient skills" by the new generation of the Internet.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival is a very important festival for the entire divine realm, and it also indirectly affects the entire universe.

Bringing the last bowl of dishes to the table, Zhang Guihua found that her son was already standing at the door.

At this time, Wu Jianguo also happened to enter the house through the back door.

"Do you know to come back?"

Dad scolded, and Mom took out the dishes and chopsticks with a smile, and there was no worry on their faces, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mom, Dad!

Wu Wei pulled Mahe, who was still outside the door behind him, into the house.

Even without seeing the wings, Maher, the goddess of war, and her iconic red-haired old couple knew each other, and had only been to the Temple of War some time ago.

"Your daughter-in-law who has been waiting for more than a hundred years!"

The latter sentence surprised Wu Wei's parents.

"Knock~" got a sound.

Mach, who has never been shy, brushed it, and his face instantly became as red as his hair, and he fell to the ground like a log.

Wu Wei, who thought she was going to salute her parents, was startled.

。。。

In a private detective agency, a young man with a cigarette in his mouth is writing a book.

The most recent cases that have been completed are summarized, and the final net income is listed.

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door.

The young man didn't raise his head, but shouted outside, "Come in." ”

"Click~Bang~"

The sound of the door opening and closing sounded.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat haggard face, dressed in an old suit, walked in from the outside.

"Whew~ It's nice to have air conditioning, do you have a drink?"

"The fridge is there, take it yourself. ”

The middle-aged man unceremoniously took out a can of carbonated drinks from the refrigerator next to him, and poured down most of the bottle before stopping.

"Ho~ I've been away for a long time, and when I came back, I found that a lot of things had changed, and the props left behind were almost silly, so I guessed I was targeted, and sure enough, you can make me easy to find!"

The pen in the young man's hand still doesn't stop.

"Each other, each other!"

"But I'm glad you still exist. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief.

"yes, I'm still there, and I'm glad to see you, so I'm more sure!"

"Each other, each other!"

Young people are still writing.

"I said, your business is so good, can't you look up at me?"

"Look at you?"

The young man raised his head for the first time, and his face was similar to Wu Wei's 8 points.

"But are you here?"

"Tell me, where have you been?"

The middle-aged man drank the carbonated drink in his hand.

"Source World!"

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(End of book)