"I didn't find out! What the hell is a Divine Tattoo Master!? ”

"Found out Mr. Prime Minister!"

The capital building of the Free Country, guarded by the army layer by layer, under the top security of the Blue Star, a group of ancient scholars hurried over.

"Mr. Prime Minister, according to our observations, as long as you use blood to carve powerful things on your body, such as fierce beasts, gods, artifacts, etc., you can awaken them after obtaining treacherous energy!"

"Then hurry up and portray me!"

The Prime Minister of the Free Nation swore and took off his suit and shirt, revealing his slightly obese body, and pulled out a portrait of a god.

"Engrave this god on me for me!"

"This god...... Mercury, the God of Wealth? Mr. Prime Minister, this is not the time to covet wealth, and now is the time to give priority to portraying those powerful gods......"

"Idiot! Do you think Mercury, the god of wealth, is only in charge of business? Mercury was the thought that the whole world would surrender to the God before him! ”

Surrender to wealth that can affect the world?

The ancient scholars complained inwardly, but they were obedient on the surface, and soon found a street tattoo artist.

Facing the high-powered Prime Minister of the Free Country, the street tattoo artist said very carefully: "Mr. Prime Minister, Mercury is indeed a god who can reach the sky, control the world's economic lifeline, and can make the whole world submit to him at will, but he has a quirk I don't know if Mr. Prime Minister knows......"

"Quirks? What quirks? ”

"It's this Mercury God of Wealth who likes to drink very much, and in order to taste the wine for a long time, his intestines and stomach also have taste buds..."

"It doesn't matter, let's get a tattoo quickly!" The Prime Minister of the Free Nation waved his hand impatiently, all around him was weird, and he just wanted to finish the crest quickly.

If the intestines have taste buds, there will be taste buds, it doesn't matter.

"All right, Mr. Prime Minister."

Street tattoo artists are quickly ready and concentrate on getting to work.

During this period, the Prime Minister of the Free State kept urging.

"Hurry up! You procrastination! ”

"Don't wait until the Divine Pattern is done, as a result, I've been killed by Weird!"

"Hurry up! Hands and feet are sharp! ”

Under constant urging, the street tattoo artist can only end in a hurry, and many details have not yet had time to be depicted.

"Army! Fast! Catch me a few tricks! I want the weakest of the kind, the ones I can kill with a knife! ”

The two starving treachers were tied up and sent to the Prime Minister of the Free Nation.

The Prime Minister of the Free Nation raised his knife and easily slashed him, and for the first time, he felt the magical feeling of a strange aura entering his body.

"Hahaha! It turns out that this is weird! ”

"Huh? Why haven't you woken up yet? ”

"Mr. Prime Minister, the Chief of the General Staff of the Great Xia Kingdom said that it seems that the more powerful the divine pattern, the more treacherous qi is needed......."

"Hahaha! Of course the Mercury God of Wealth I picked was amazing! The army continues to catch me this kind of starvation trick! ”

Soon, after paying the casualties of dozens of Free Nation soldiers, a dozen starvation treachers were sent to the Prime Minister of the Free Nation.

After absorbing these strange qi, the Prime Minister of the Free Nation suddenly roared and screamed, his expression was excited, and the color of the Mercury God of Wealth on his body turned black.

"Awakened! Hahaha! Is it finally time to wake up? ”

The officials around also began to celebrate excitedly.

It turns out that becoming a god tattoo artist is so simple!

Just get a few random tattoos of gods.

"Hahaha, I feel like we've found a way, and I don't feel like we need the Great Xia Divine Tattoo Master to come and support it."

"Humph! According to this method, if it is extended to the armies of various states, why should it be threatened by the Great Xia State again? We, the free nations, can still rise to the top of the world! ”

"Maybe we can get the promotion of state armies before Christmas, and complete this epic overhaul!"

Just as the officials were excitedly celebrating.

The Prime Minister of the Free Country, who was originally excited, suddenly looked like a pig's liver.

"Vomit !!"

The Prime Minister of the Free Nation was churning in his stomach, and a foul smell was constantly echoing in his chest, with a slimy touch.

He leaned on the table and began to retch.

The sudden upheaval frightened the officials and they gathered around.

"Vomit !!"

But the Prime Minister of the Free Nation was only concerned with retching.

The violent vomiting was like spitting out bile.

"What's going on! You damn bastard poisoned Mr. Prime Minister? ”

An officer viciously grabbed a street tattoo artist.

The street tattoo artist suddenly realized and said with a complicated face: "God, I really sympathize with Mr. Prime Minister, I may know why Mr. Prime Minister keeps retching......"

"Why!?"

"As I have already said, Mercury is a god of wealth who loves wine, so that his intestines and stomach also have a large number of taste buds, so that he can feel the delicacy from the mouth to the stomach."

"But Mercury is a god, and Mr. Chancellor is a man, and if a person's intestines and stomach have taste buds, then the first instant taste should be the taste of food residue in the stomach, and then ....... Feces in the large intestine ......"

The officials froze in place, turning their heads like lightning.

Mr. Prime Minister leaned on the table and retched in pain......

Did he taste his own feces.....

"Ahh The Prime Minister of the Free Nation vomited to the point of despair, shouting as he vomited: "Hurry... Vomit! Help me put... ....... vomit"

"Scrape the damn Mercury off for me!"

With his last breath and the smell of fresh stool coming from his stomach, the Prime Minister of the Free Nation raised his head to the sky and howled, tears flooding with tears.

"...... that damn Mercury"

"Scrape off my back, I don't want it!!"

Suddenly, the capital building was in chaos.

On that day, not only the officials of the Free Country, but even the ordinary soldiers of the surrounding armies knew that they could not carve the god crest casually.

"Otherwise, you risk tasting your own fresh poop that hasn't come out of the oven yet."

......

Jiangcheng City.

City Gardens.

A few starving monsters are chasing high school girls.

The high school girls were all gone, running wild on their thighs wrapped in white socks, and the ponytails that had just been braided in the morning were scattered in the wind, and everyone's faces were panicked.

"It's all your fault!"

"That's it! If you hadn't had to come out, we'd still be hiding in the equipment room! ”

Several high school girls cursed the blonde girl who ran at the front.

The blonde hair, as bright as the midday sun, fluttered in the wind, and between the strands of hair was a snow-white face with skin like congealed cream.

Li Xueqing gritted her teeth and rushed forward.

They have been hiding in the equipment room for the past few days.

Fortunately, there are many schoolbags left by students in the equipment room, most of which contain lunch boxes, so that they will not starve to death.

But food eventually has a day to eat.

Li Xueqing took the lead in walking out of the equipment room to find new food.

There is also a radio in the equipment room, and Li Xueqing has also listened to the changes in Jiangcheng and the country these days.

So her first purpose was to find food, and her second purpose was to find the army and the legendary chief of the national staff.