"Is there a possibility that I may be your golden finger?"

"Oh, oh, old man's ring flow." He shouted excitedly.

"No, no, I don't live in the ring."

"When I meet animals and plants I don't know, they will help me popularize science."

"No, no, I can't even tell the difference between wheat seedlings and weeds."

"When I meet a big guy I don't know, he will help me explain the connections behind him."

"No, no, I actually know the Elf Queen, and I just met him from watching TV."

"I give me the best right away without cheats."

"No, no, in fact, I have a 'time calling', if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"I don't have a breakthrough pill, so I can immediately take out the most suitable pill for me."

"No, no, I really don't have the brain pills, but there is half a bottle of leftover Liuwei Dihuang pills, if you want it, I can give it to you."

"When I become strong, as long as I help him avenge him, he will be able to leave me a large inheritance, and he may even have a beautiful daughter."

Now he is just like the bald bird who once knew that his Xiao Zuo could replace his girlfriend, and the whole person left quickly from Zhang Wuji in the cloth bag monk bag because of something, and he was about to turn into a bulging tire because he couldn't vent, and he turned into a monk who stopped Xiao Gang Leader and asked him not to affect his sweeping floor. This is like being engraved in DNA.

"No, no, I'm not dead, how can I have an inheritance."

I'm not disappointed at all about his disappointment. Then he said:

"If you think about it from another angle, in fact, the whole world is my property, and now I give it to you."

Atmospheric, I said atmospheric words with an atmospheric expression.

"Oh, actually, I forgot to tell you."

He used it, and said lightly with a big deal on his face.

"I'm in my original world, the earth, ah no, the universe was created by me, and I sent you."

"Raise the bar, right, I can prove that this world was indeed created by me, can you prove that you are the god of the universe in the original world?"

Laughing to death, it's the same as who is not the reincarnation of a bar.

"What you say makes sense, but what's the use of it, are you bullying me for not understanding the difference between status and power?"

Click, click He seems to know very well, with a confident look on your face if you dare to say nonsense, I will dare to take out my kindergarten diploma from my pocket and throw it on your face.

Indeed, status and rights vary widely. Let's take it for example, uh, forget it, I don't dare to say. In the case of a beautiful country, the vast majority of people believe in God. But if there is a God, he goes to a white palace and says to the king in the palace, "I am God, I created you, and now you will all listen to me." Then do you believe that it must be a yellow robe that greets God, but a bullet of justice, as for why it is a bullet of justice, because then they will say that this guy is not God, he is the devil. This reminds me of our old saying: God is the one who sits in the shrine. As for God coming down from the shrine, what has become of Him? Let's realize it for myself, pull it away all of a sudden, and go back to tell the story.

The fake little plum saw that I was refuted for a while and had nothing to say, so he planned to let me go, and no longer bothered with what I was planning to fool him just now.

"So, you're not an old man, so what can you do with this golden finger? Can I borrow your creation privileges? ”

The young man's emotions are really full, just now the whole world has left me, it doesn't matter if I die, now thinking that he may become the second creator god, he immediately wrote it all over his face: As long as you agree, big brother, you let me kneel down and call your father Ducheng.

"Although you are now made beautiful by me, don't follow your thoughts and become beautiful."

I'm still thinking about how to refute it, and there is no difference between his status and power. Hearing his dream words, that is, now that he has the shelf of the creator god, otherwise he would know that the yellow liquid of 37 and a half degrees is not necessarily a summer room temperature beer, but also a green and healthy sweet sugar water made by the human body factory.

"Then tell me, what is the use of your golden finger?"

Come, come, and now he has transformed into a PS5 sent by his father on his birthday, and when he opened it, he was full of "Huanggang Secret Scroll, Limited Edition for Primary School Students", if it weren't for his 6th birthday, he was no longer a child, and he wanted to shed tears on the scene, but the move in the corner of his eyes couldn't be contained.

"Well, is there a possibility that I can chat with you when you're lonely and bored, when I'm in a good mood, of course. Or can I vote for you when you can't make up your mind? ”

Wow, I've moved myself, how come I don't have such a useful golden finger in my life, if I had this golden finger, when I was struggling to choose a profession in Warcraft, my golden finger would definitely hold my finger of choosing a paladin. I was so moved by my role that I cried.

"So what's the use of this golden finger? Ah, what's the use?! ”

The roaring made me think of Ma Jingtao, how can you say that my golden finger is so useful? I fell into the illusion of how my life would change with such a golden finger, and I forgot to refute his ignorance.

"You can't let me create the world, why don't you give me every bite of sweet potatoes I ate in the first half of my life is the setting of the god pill of this world,"

He was heartbroken, and I didn't know why he was so angry.

"Or at least give me a way to speak, Mandarin is the setting of the rules of the ancient avenue in this world, right?"

"Well, actually, because I can only speak one Chinese, all NPCs in this world used my native language at the beginning of its creation."

I still don't understand what he's angry about, but I won't let go of the opportunity to supplement the setting.

"Then, at least you have to give me a full mastery, magic physique, the kind that doesn't need to be taught, and you can send out a big fireball with a snap of your fingers."

The anger came and went away quickly, and it seemed that he was out of anger.

I didn't realize until now what he was angry about, and it turned out that he was dissatisfied that I was his golden finger. But I also have a hard time. I explained to him in a serious tone:

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

Borrowing the time to say this nonsense that seems to be nonsense, but in fact it is more nonsense than nonsense, I thought of excuses wildly in my mind. Pregnant.

"In this way, I'm afraid you won't understand the profoundness of the words, in this way, everyone is playing Warcraft. I'll take games as an example. ”

With your level too low, I can only accommodate your tone and say:

"The fun of the game is to become stronger little by little through your own efforts, the emphasis is on the process, and when you become extremely strong, you will be extremely empty and lonely. Hey, it's like Warcraft's private server. Have you played it? ”

Give the other party a little interaction during the speaking process, which will increase his sense of substitution and make it easier to PUA. A little knowledge every day, have you learned it today? o(￣▽￣)d

Having received an affirmative answer, I continued:

"It's good that you've played, you'll be invincible when you come up, no matter what difficulty the group book is, you can live it alone, are you happy? Did you go back to the moon card while playing? ”

"So."

After listening to what I said, he thought for a moment and said.

"So what?"

I've explained it very clearly, no more, why did he add one.

"So what are you doing for me, an ordinary young man in the age of peace, to go to an unknown world? Are you trying to get me back to business? But the question is, I sell computers, do you think it matches your magic world? ”

"What, you're not a special soldier?"

I kept forgetting to ask him what he was doing in the real world, because the Butterfly Man said that he was the best person for my needs, and I subconsciously ignored it. But just now, all kinds of circumstances have shown that the Song Butterfly is very likely to be perfunctory to me, this is a lucky person who is unlucky to get home, and it just happens that the name is randomly called.

In my subconscious, the original profession of this fake little plum is definitely a special forces, the kind that has participated in the World Special Forces Competition and has a ranking.

Throw him a dagger and teleport him into this world, and he will be able to live a prosperous life with a wealth of life skills, and after coming into contact with the local natives, he can easily unify the world with advanced ideas.

Even if you're not a special soldier, you're an agent. You can also use your professional skills to travel between various principalities and races in the world to compose a court drama.

At least it's a killer, right?,It's quite suitable to have a mercenary profession.,And mercenary.,Can that magical background story be without mercenaries? Even if you cut Diablo, you'd have to pay a barbarian to help you fight damage, right?

Now the situation is that he is a computer seller, does he want him to start a computer with diodes in the other world of the medieval technology tree, and start to work on a computer to open the era of big data? But if he could rub the computer by hand, would he still sell computers in the original world? The actual situation is that his professional skills only attribute the performance of computer accessories, and how to use rich computer hardware parameters to make customers choose him to buy computers. This has a meow for otherworldly survival.

"Don't make a fuss, you were a special forces soldier before you sold computers."

I couldn't believe the facts, and I was expecting an illusion that I was looking for.

"No, I used to sell digital products."

With a look of certainty, he replied in the affirmative. And I fell into deep thought, I recalled all the stories I had read in the past thirty years, whether the main character had the same profession as him.

"Unless you want to see the daily sales of the store, then you can be my golden finger. Oh, and if I'm alive before I get a job. ”

He continued to speak words that struck my heart. No, my monthly income is one million, and this kind of person is the protagonist, and it must be 30,000 words to hit the street. The future of my novels is hopeless. I still didn't say a word in pain, and he didn't wait for my answer to continue:

"I don't know why you chose me as a traverser, but if you don't open me a plug-in that is stronger than the game streamer's, I think I may not survive one night."

"Because I don't like the kind of plot where you come up as a big guy, and then you pretend to be weak, and then there are all kinds of brainless second-generation people who come on the field to die, and your little brother unties the straps on your sleeves, revealing your special chef's armband, and finally the villain kneels on the ground and begs for mercy, and you smile crookedly." I looked at him and said:

"This kind of plot can also satisfy the fantasy of the next dick.,I haven't watched it since last year.。

"Okay, even if you want me to be the protagonist of the main text, the premise is that you let me live first, I haven't heard that the protagonist of that novel was starved to death in the first week of the crossing."

He said helplessly.

"Oh, it turns out that you are afraid of death, don't worry, you can't die, I have all the arrangements."

Hey, I suspect what this kid was doing when he was in elementary school, he couldn't speak clearly, he was afraid of death, and he chattered crookedly for a long time.

"Oh, big brother has all been arranged, tell me about it, tell me what this golden finger is?"

After the rain, the sky is clear, and the face is full of chrysanthemums.

"Isn't this the basic setting?,Save and read.,Except for some difficulties in some games.,Isn't it all dead and resurrected from the last record point.。

Does anyone even need me to explain this basic premise? Incredible.

"Well, haven't all meat pigeon games been popular lately, have you ever thought about creating countless mes, and then every time I die, I will be randomly put in the world?"

Although I could hear his ridicule of me, he was so good that I couldn't help but ponder the possibility of manipulation.

"What are you doing? Why is such a big person still learning to splash and roll around children? ”

I was thinking about it when he sat down on the ground and lay down.

"Didn't do anything, lie flat, I won't live long anyway, just how comfortable to come, if you can't get used to it, now you can kill me"

It's not good for the people under your hands to be too cultured, is this to learn from Gandhi's non-violent non-cooperation? I couldn't tell for a moment whether he really didn't care anymore or if he was using his attitude to force me to change my mind.

Laugh to death, am I someone who would compromise so easily?

I waved my hand.

waved his hand and said that this chapter is like this, and the next chapter will be pulled with the fake little plum.

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After thinking about it all night, I figured out if there was such a possibility, the first time, the other party rejected me, and threw me a hot mom with a straight order, whose name is failure. But the second time, I didn't even have the hot mom of failure, because the other party didn't bother to take care of me at all. Now I am trembling, I feel that I have discovered the truth, my God, no one will come to assassinate me, right? It's so snappy. Bang bang o((⊙_⊙))o