Pan Ting woke up from his drowsiness "habitually". The gorgeous bed tent made him feel stunned for a moment, thinking that he had returned to Earth. When he saw the person who was smiling at him by the bed, he realized where he was.

"How did I come?" He sat up with his head in his hand.

Tianyilang got up and helped him adjust the pillow, "I see you were too sleepy last night, so I took you back to my bedroom."

"I was too sleepy last night?" Pan Ting asked in confusion, "Where was I too sleepy last night?" Didn't he complete the task and fainted according to the regulations to bear the system's blessings?

Tianyilang narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Oh, I remembered it wrong. You were so energetic last night that you came back by yourself."

...

Why do I feel something even more wrong?

Pan Ting said: "Where is the son?"

Tianyilang sided his body, blocking the sunlight at the door, and the shadow formed a small dark room that only accommodated two people. "You asked your little messenger? Is there anything it can do, I can't do it?"

Pan Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Put the tea and water, I want to brush my teeth and wash my face."

Tianyilang smiled and threw a charming look, "You wait."

“…”

Pan Ting waited for Tian Yilang to leave, immediately jumped off the bed, picked up his shoes and tiptoed out. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Tian Yilang walking over with a wooden barrel.

"So fast." Pan Ting smiled dryly and swept his shoes back to the bed with the wind.

Tianyilang smiled and said, "Are you here to welcome me?"

"No, I'm going to see if you're here..." Pan Ting put away his smile, grabbed the wooden barrel, and complained, "You've come too slowly, too."

Tianyilang: "..." Isn't it referring to him just now?

Pan Ting wiped his face perfunctorily, "Can you take me to see Zaozi now?"

As soon as Tianyilang raised his finger and was about to point to himself, Pan Ting said, "It can help me give birth to a baby."

Tianyilang: "..."

Fengtian City under the blue sky is like its name, enshrined in the blue sky.

Pan Ting followed the winding spiral stairs to the first floor, and his eyes were stabbed hard by a strong light. He narrowed his eyes and found that the source of the light was Zaozi - or Zaozi "floating" in the air.

"It?" Pan Ting pointed at Zaozi's back and looked at Tianyilang in shock.

The God-in-Law said: "The God-in-Law is conveying God's will."

Pan Ting said: "Why is it sitting on the swing?"

“Swing?”

"It's just something that lifts two ropes and one board from above." Pan Ting pointed with his finger.

Tianyilang said: "It believes that this can better absorb divine light."

"Does the neuropathy expose light?"

"ah?"

Pan Ting, with Tian Yilang's puzzled gaze, walked towards Zaozi step by step. When he got closer, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it over.

Stone hits the board.

Zaozi looked down at him and waved, "Please abide by the rules and line up behind. Come next, let me give you God's caress." As soon as it finished speaking, the rope hanging on the board was broken by a sudden and strange wind. Zaozi fell from above unexpectedly, and had no chance to change his pose, and he was directly provoked.

Pan Ting walked over slowly and tapped the back of his head with his toes: "God's caress, don't need to line up."

Zaozi slapped his feet angrily.

"God!"

The onlookers cheered.

Pan Ting said to Zaozi: "Look, they all think I'm doing a good job."

Zaozi stood up and said, "Yes, even if you fart now, they will find a bottle to put it as a heirloom. Whose credit is this? If I hadn't spared no effort to promote it, how could you have such a high reputation?"

"At this point," Pan Ting turned around and looked at Tianyilang who was looking at his affectionately. His back chilled, picked up Zaozi, used teleportation to get rid of the gaze of everyone following, hid in the corner of the alley, grabbed Zaozi's neck with one hand, and pressed it against the wall, "What happened after I fainted?"

Zaozi said, "Don't you remember?"

Pan Ting shook his head, then said suspiciously: "Has I done something strange?"

"Yes, the strangest thing is that you actually exhale when you are unconscious."

"Impossible." Pan Ting decisively denied, "I never snore when I sleep!"

"If you don't snore when you sleep, it doesn't mean you are in a coma or not. Tell me, how many times you have been in a coma before, no one is considered to be experienced if you have been in a coma less than a hundred times."

Pan Ting rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I am the sleeping beauty in the forest? Tell me the truth."

"To be honest, you kicked your legs and asked me to wipe your butt. Do you know how much saliva and how much effort it took to make them believe that you are sleeping, but connecting the world through a wandering way to feel the voice of all things?"

Pan Ting said: "Why did Tianyilang say I fell asleep when I was too tired yesterday?"

Zaozi said, "You ask me how I know. I only know that as soon as you got here, Tianyilang took him to his room. Hello, to be honest, are you nothing?"

"You're so busy."

"It's okay to be unruly. If Sar knows you..." Zaozi's words stopped suddenly.

Pan Ting glanced at him, "I know how we are? Hum?"

Zaozi said seriously: "With his insidiousness and cunning, he will definitely come up with all kinds of ways to break up you and torture you. But don't worry, I am on your side and will hide in a safe place, with three incense sticks in the morning and evening, and pray for you day and night." I wish you can die and be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks.

Pan Ting noticed the inner conflict and was vaguely looking forward to hearing the name Sa'er, but when he really discussed it, he felt boring, so he changed the topic and said, "What kind of divine intention are you just conveying?"

"Three words." Zaozi said, "Truth, goodness, beauty."

Pan Ting was stunned for a moment before saying, "I didn't expect you to remember."

"Do you think you have forgotten?" Zaozi opened his mouth exaggeratedly.

Pan Ting said: "I haven't forgotten."

Zaozi said, "Then what are your plans?"

“There is a huge plan.”

"What?"

“Let it go.”

“…What’s the plan?”

Pan Ting said: "God's great plan. I have figured it out that the history of the development of human civilization is a long and magnificent work that shines with the light of wisdom everywhere. No one is qualified to be its original author, its author should be all mankind."

"Don't you want to go home?"

"Think." Although Pan Ting gradually fell in love with this world where he devoted his efforts, his hometown in his heart is always the earth, the place where he lives complaining and missing every day. "I just adjusted my working style, and my goal positioning has not changed."

Zaozi said, "Can I say something about my thoughts?"

"Can you not listen?"

"I won't listen until I finish speaking. Because I think you are adjusting your work mode from 'doing a little occasionally' to 'taken't work for granted'."

Pan Ting thought about it, "It's okay to understand this way."

Zaozi slapped Pan Ting's hand away, slid down from the wall, turned his head and ran away.

Pan Ting said: "Where are you going?"

"I will convey God's latest thoughts - hard work, hard work, diligence and dedication!"

Pan Ting smiled and chased after him, chased him for two steps, and kicked Zaozi away with one kick.

...

Pan Ting looked at Zaozi lying on the ground in a daze, and stammered: "I didn't mean it..."

Zaozi turned back resentfully.

"It was you who stopped for no reason!" Pan Ting accused.

"Who said I stopped for no reason? Look there." Zaoko stood up and pointed his finger forward.

Several suns appeared in the east.

Pan Ting was shocked: "Has the system arranged Houyi's sun shooting mission?"

Zaozi said, "Look carefully."

Pan Ting simply flew directly to the east. Below him, a group of people followed his direction and walked forward together. They whispered while walking. When they saw Pan Ting, the whisper immediately adjusted from the headphone mode to the speaker mode, and the calls of "Gods" and "Gods" were endless.

However, Pan Ting's attention was all focused on the extra suns out of thin air.

It was not the sun, but the big fireballs.

Looking at the dazzling flames, Pan Ting was very resistant and had to remember the scene of Sa'er's first appearance.

Tianyilang emerged from below and chased him: "God, God!"

Pan Ting fell down and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!