"…Fuck Lancer's tear mole curse is still chasing me!"

After stripping away the authority, Fang Mo subconsciously shook it twice as if he had dirty things on his hands: "If you don't want me to have these abilities to target men, I'm really going to get angry!!!"

"What's wrong with targeting men?"

Xiao Fanmao covered her forehead with some pain and said, "It's not that you are the four-point base. Besides, the dimension demon has no human gender concept. You can just make a girl's incarnation..."

"Can't!"

Fang Mo beat the other party again after hearing this: "Don't make excuses if you have weak authority. My old Scorpio is among the top 12 zodiac signs. In addition to games, there are women in your mind. If you dare to mess with this kind of garbage ability against men... believe it or not, I will send you back to the chainsaw man COS sushi?"

"Why are you and me?"

After being beaten, the little pink-haired man seemed to be more confident: "Can you blame me for weak authority? If you hadn't kept me hungry all the time?"

"but……"

"It's also a blessing that I'm a demon."

Before Fang Mo could speak, the little pink hair here began to complain: "If I were a human child, I might have been starved to death by your incompetent guardian, right?"

"Who made you picky about food?"

Fang Mo murmured in a low voice: "...Who can hold on to the family who drinks porridge and eat bird's nest every meal?"

"Then I am just to help you?" Xiao Fanmao couldn't help saying: "Any living individual with desire cannot refuse my authority. You dislike it just because I am not strong enough. If you are willing to feed me hundreds of barrels of food...even a lifeless dead object will be pregnant for you!"

"Sorry, our White Earth doesn't need the Lingming Stone Monkey."

Fang Mo waved his hand and refused.

"That……"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be really not interested, Xiao Fanmao was a little anxious. In order not to be hungry, she had to continue chatting with Fang Mo: "Just, even if you don't need the ability to enslave the opposite sex, my authority can also allow you to amplify or distort people's inner desire and desire for mating..."

"Speak human words."

Fang Mo interrupted in anger.

"I...I..." Xiao Fangmao subconsciously shrank her neck, and then she explained weakly: "My authority can make you distort other people's apricot habits."

"Um?!"

However, as soon as this said, Fang Mo's expression fell into shock in an instant: "What did you say? Say it again?"

"I...I can modify other people's apricot traits..."

The other party said carefully.

"Damn it?!"

Then Fang Mo Ke was shocked. At this moment, he grabbed Xiao Fengmao's shoulder with both hands and asked, "Are you sure you can really modify the apricot verb? Are there any restrictions?"

"Hey? This..."

Xiao Fanmao was also confused by Fang Mo's actions. Isn't it just a modification of apricot habit? Why do you feel that this guy is more excited than being able to enslave others?

Of course, even though I think about it, Xiao Fangmao still explained it honestly: "There must be restrictions. The stranger the apricot habit, the more difficult it is to modify it. If it is simple and difficult to like white pantyhose, then it is definitely hell to like colorful feces that are heated to 99°..."

“That’s a bit hell.”

Hearing this, even Fang Mo couldn't help but hold his forehead: "So is there any gender restrictions on this ability?"

"Nothing is this."

The little pink-mao subconsciously replied: "What's wrong?"

"The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain. I admit that I misunderstood you just now." Fang Mo lowered his head and looked at the little pink-haired eyes and said sincerely: "I am sorry for my recklessness just now. Actually... I really need your authority!"

"Really?"

The little pink hair was obviously surprised: "Then...what is my food?"

"Please take it."

Fang Mo waved his hand without thinking. Anyway, it was just the essence berry juice with heather flavor. The essence berry has been piled up in the game world for thousands of sets. Isn’t anyone eating it at all?

"That's good!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fanmao nodded quickly: "The contract is established, are you not allowed to lie?"

"A lying person eats a ton of colorful shit that is heated to 99°!"

Fang Mo stretched out his hand with the flow.

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing that Fang Mo said this, Xiao Fanmao raised her little hand without hesitation and held it with the other party. Soon the contract was re-established, and Fang Mo once again felt the familiar power.

Unlike before, since the other party had explained the use method, Fang Mo closed his eyes a little this time and immediately became familiar with the specific usage of this thing. Since authority is based on the world itself, in just a moment, he felt an innumerable normal or strange apricot habit.

What surprised Fang Mo was a little surprised.

One of the most common apricot traits in the White Land is actually emerald.

Of course, it seems reasonable to think about it again. After all, the predecessor of the real dimension of Bai Zhidi actually includes the main world in the game world.

The main world is the most lacking for big-nosed villagers. These guys really like emeralds. Even the blood vessels are molten emeralds. They can burn them with the craftsman's soul stove and then come out of the kuku. The efficiency is so high that it is completely different from other conventional means of obtaining them.

In addition to liking emeralds.

Fang Mo also sensed many other strange apricot habits.

Fang Mo was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about the species diversity of Baizhidi, he suddenly felt relieved. After all, the indigenous people here are all fantasy creatures.

Such as monsters, demons, mythical creatures, crazy believers, relatives, etc.

But the only thing that made Fang Mo feel a little relieved was that on the White Land, there are indeed very few heretics who like NTR. It seems that although everyone is playing with, they are still quite pure love in essence.

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Seeing Fang Mo's expression a little strange, Xiao Fangmao couldn't help but ask him: "Why did you suddenly show such an expression?"

"Oh, nothing..."

Fang Mo shook his head at this. After all, things like Xingren are free. He can't even care about what he is excited about, right? So after mastering this ability, he was in a good mood, so he simply reached out and touched the top of Xiao Fanmao's head: "Good boy, I love you."

"Isn't love said?"

But this little bastard was a little ignorant and grabbed Fang Mo's wrist and said, "Love is made..."

"goodbye!"

Fang Mo's face turned dark and he immediately launched the teleportation away.

After all, it was within his own dimensions. Fang Mo didn't even give the other party a time to scold him for being stingy. He returned to the throne with a flash of white light.

And after returning to the throne.

There are no specific matters worth explaining in detail.

Fang Mo closed his eyes and soon started to deal with those complicated trivial matters again.

In addition to returning the Holy Grail to Baiye Palace for debugging, we also need to solve the problem of staying and leaving the two heroes in our hands.

Yes, right. As early as the end of the Fourth World War, Fang Mo, while exploring the roots, intercepted the two heroic consciousnesses inside the Holy Grail, namely Iskandal and Artoria. Among them, Iskandal was because of his likable personality, and as for Artoria...

It was entirely because of the other party's obsession.

Actually, this little girl is quite twisted. Fang Mo is just chatting with him now when he is idle.

So when his mind moved slightly, Fang Mo used the mechanism of the Great Holy Grail to reshape the other party's body, and then had a brief chat with the ruler of Great Britain.

After a little chat, Fang Mo found that this guy was really stubborn. No matter what, she wanted to go back to the past to save the country. So Fang Mo had to tell the other party some truth, such as the destruction of Great Britain was destined, because this is the correct pan-human history.

“The right history?”

Hearing this, Artoria was obviously confused: "What does that mean?"

"Simply put, it's something similar to the divine timeline."

Fang Mo patiently explained: "It is probably to prevent the destruction of the world, so there is a correct historical line, what happened in each period, which kingdom was born, and which kingdom destroyed itself, all these history is stipulated and cannot be changed."

"How is this possible?"

Artoria obviously couldn't believe it: "How could such a thing be arranged? If I hadn't pulled up that sword at the beginning..."

"That would split another timeline."

Fang Mo spread his hands: "Depending on the severity of the matter, it will be distorted into a special point or strange news brings the universe. For example, if you go back to the past and lead the country to prosperity, then the point you go back is a special point, and the world will eventually evolve into a parallel universe. Since it threatens the correct pan-human history, it will eventually be cut or eliminated..."

“…Why is this?”

Artoria was obviously stunned when she heard this.

"Actually, I don't understand."

Fang Mo shrugged when he heard this. After witnessing the chaos and disorder of the real multiverse, he really couldn't figure out what the meaning of doing such a thing is: "What a high-sounding reason is saying... In fact, it is probably just a person who is protecting himself, right?"

Fang Mo was right about this.

The existence of the anecdotes will indeed threaten the history of pan-humanity, and if it is ignored, it may lead to the collapse of the world.

"So what are you going to do now?"
To be continued...