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30. What is the experience of raising a waste god outside the home?

As the sun rose, the mist shrouded in Paris dissipated. Helmer shook his head and left the game. As for the two people behind, they could only be regarded as teammates whom they could easily match. Now that the game is over, there is no need to continue to intersect.

"You don't quit?"

Pushing open the car door, Erica pulled off the bandage from her wound. Because the game ended, Erica's injuries had all recovered. There was no additional DLC in this game. At least from the moment KP announced the end of the game, the investigator was an outsider to this dungeon and would not have any intersection with this dungeon.

"Ah, I'm a little concerned. I'm going to the library and then go."

Recalling the icon I saw before, Feng Ming remembered that he had seen the same icon before when he was in the library. Anyway, there is still some time before the KP game settlement, and this period is used to let players read the script at the end or discuss it together.

"I feel like you are a good guy. At least it's the first time since 1989 that I've met such a good guy like you. Add a friend?"

Faced with the friend application sent by Erica, Feng Ming agreed casually: "In 1989? I didn't expect to be an aunt who was about to go to 4th. My game ID is Feng Ming, please verify it."

Erica turned around and walked towards the end of the road, and she waved her hand without looking back.

"1889."

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared before Feng Ming's eyes. It was the investigator's attitude of withdrawing from the copy.

"1889? It turns out that he is an old aunt who has lived almost 13 years old. Shen Zhi? Why is this ID even second to that dog-headed fish?"

He shook his head and threw all the strange thoughts behind his head. Because the dungeon was over, all the character card judgments were invalid. Feng Ming casually started the old armored vehicle under him. If it weren't for the fact that the judgment was no longer needed, Feng Ming might have used it.

Time passed very slowly, almost as if it had stopped. Feng Ming drove his car around one vehicle after another that was attracted by the explosion of the Sacred Heart Cathedral, and finally slowly stopped in front of the library. The library was blocked because there had been a battle here before, which was caused by Feng Ming being attacked by the Guge Giant. Now it is blocked for this reason.

Faced with the NPCs who were unable to move because time almost stopped, Feng Ming easily bypassed the ban and entered the interior of the library.

"It's really, it's been ruined by half."

Looking at the place that was damaged by the previous battle, Feng Ming shook his head. In this way, he didn't know if he could find the sign.

After walking a distance to the library, Feng Ming heard the sound of flipping books coming from the library next to him. His body paused for a while, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"I just knew...hey, what exactly is this thing?"

Looking at the black-haired woman sitting on a pile of books and constantly flipping through books like a teaching book, Feng Ming raised the mark of the sober sect in her hand.

"Huh?" The woman raised her head and looked at the sign in Feng Ming's hand, then lowered her head and said, "That was my sister Amway telling me that developing believers is a good choice, but developing her own believers requires a label, so she chose one casually." As she told this, the woman closed the book in her hand and then raised her head, looking directly at Feng Ming with her two pupils that were completely different from humans, saying, "And, is my name just a good one? It seems that you need some spoiling from the elders."

"Ah?!" I thought of some bad memories in an instant, and Feng Ming took a step back and raised his hand to admit defeat: "No, listen to my argument."

"Since it's a quibble, there's no need to listen." As he said, the woman opened the book in her hand and said, "It's already 11 o'clock now. For your health, let's go offline and go to bed quickly. Go home tomorrow and help me organize the room."

Tomorrow? Oh, by the way, tomorrow is a damn Saturday. Indeed, I haven't been home for a while.

"Why is it that I will organize again... I'm right. Mom and Dad dare not enter your room at all."

I almost forgot that ordinary people would go crazy when they entered the room of the woman in front of me. Feng Ming sighed and said, "Then I have to take Xiao Bei back, otherwise I will be hungry if I don't stay there for two days."

"Well..." The woman covered her face with a book and pondered for a while, then put down the book in her hand and said, "Auntie just said that there can only be one beast in her home. Let you choose one between you and that cat."

Well... It seems that I have to ask Xiao Bei to raise Wu Ma for two days. Although Wu Ma basically does the feeding work for Bei Bei. Even when Feng Ming was at home, Xiao Bei also brought Wu Ma to feed him.

"By the way, write your name together in Chinese, English, and Latin."

As he said that, the woman handed over a piece of white paper. Feng Ming took it over and found that the blank A4 paper was empty.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Ming picked up a pen and wrote it on the paper, because the guy in front of him always made some strange requests. Over time, Feng Ming became accustomed to it. She is not a human and cannot be viewed based on human values. Although Feng Ming has forgotten how she met her, according to this monster who is in line with her identity as "sister", because both parties left some bad memories when they first met, they used A-level physical memory removal methods to help eliminate it. To be simpler, they were beaten up.

"No, nothing... So, what do you think of my sect?"

He picked up the paper where Feng Ming wrote the name, and the woman threw it away casually, and the blue flame instantly swallowed the paper.

"How to say it...it can only be considered a ok Bottom drama. Think about it if it was a person who was forcibly locked in a secret room that seemed to be an empty world, his life was sucked away little by little, and people outside watched indifferently, just to see his reaction and still be strong. Then make a video to let more people see this cruel scene and earn click-through rates, what do you think? Could it be that your heart will not hurt?" Feng Ming spread his hands and said, "But their bastards are no longer humans, please do whatever you want. However, Stewart's performance did shock me... If all this is true, Stewart must be a hero."

Perhaps, only for a moment, after thinking of France in the real world, Feng Ming really hoped so much. If all this was true, then Stewart really saved France.

"I'm not a human. Because of you, I'm willing to understand humans, but that's all. I can't comment on this. Next, you are welcome to join the bastard." The woman raised her hand and gently tapped Feng Ming's forehead. When Feng Ming opened her eyes, the other party had disappeared.

[Investigator, your application has been certified, you are welcome to join the Sober Sect.]

[Position Change Note: You have been assigned to be the highest executor of the Sober Sect.]

[External God Artefis has given you a blessing, which is a gift from the most mysterious External God. To be honest, the External God’s gift is definitely not a good thing for humans, but only for you. As a spoiled existence, the guarantee of skin-type props will definitely appear in the next lottery.]
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