"Oh..." Qiao Mian elongated her voice, "What if I find it inconvenient?"

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Release goodwill." The sound in the headset sounded again.

"We respect your choice," Wang Lang said with a serious look on his face, "Please believe that we have no malice."

Seeing that "Iron Man" didn't speak, he continued: "We serve the people, and if their existence does not pose a threat to the people, we are happy that they exist."

Qiao Mian thought about the other party's words.

He actually didn't reject it, but he didn't think about how to get along with these people.

The country is definitely good, but borers are inevitably found among those in power.

Before, in order to avoid this trouble, he was silently lying when he got this nostalgic version of the real sandbox game called "Building a Fantasy Park from Scratch" 10,000 years later.

With the help of the little game coins he got signed in, he built this small-scale fantasy park bit by bit.

If it weren't for the female anchor's inadvertently, he would have planned to continue hiding.

In fact, he was also blamed for being soft-hearted. He was worried that the other party would fall off the cliff and die, so he asked the bumblebee to run over and help throw the green vine and open a hole in the protective cover so that she would not be blocked on the cliff.

Then it was out of control.

Her father actually went up the mountain to search and rescue.

...

"Since that's the case," Qiao Mian finally spoke, "Then I invite you to come in and visit."

Wang Lang looked surprised.

"But you can bring at most three people," said Qiao Mian. "Some facilities inside are not perfect."

Whether it is the hiring of the doorkeeper or the bumblebee who does odd jobs, he has spent a lot of game coins, and he really can't take care of him because there are too many people.
Chapter completed!