Monday, morning.

When Qingyi woke up, both eyes were swollen.

Last night was a climax. First, he was tortured and killed by the Dance of Justice, then he was chased all the way by the Iron Hoof Knights, and finally he was intercepted and killed by the "Evil Eye". Two contacts died and one disappeared, and all the ghost staff mages were killed.

If Qingyi hadn't temporarily summoned the dragon, more people might have died. Everyone ran away and scattered, and less than forty people entered Salamonro. Salamonro's army did discover them,

But it still provided them with shelter without adding insult to injury. Although it could not be said that they arrived safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, so Qingyi also went offline to sleep. Due to staying up late, his eyes are now as swollen as a big-eyed goldfish.

"I obviously have two days off, but I still look like this." He smiled to himself in the mirror, and then went to work.

Last week, it was threatened to shut down its homepage, resulting in a large loss of college students it had already won, and a sharp drop of 20% in order volume. Counting the costs of applying and making the homepage, Little Bee Express is currently barely able to maintain operations. It cannot be like the Sicilian Express

With the help of the Internet, he couldn't lower the price as hard as Xinglong Express, and he couldn't learn the one-stop service of Curry Curry, which was backed by Indian restaurants. Qingyi really didn't know how to attract customers.

He sat numbly all day long, playing with himself.

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"Waiting City", World Tree.

Jiang Huahuo ran and jumped among the branches, while Wuyi Moan was chasing after them. The two masters were like monkeys, of course, they were the kind of perverted monkeys that could jump ten meters per second. Boom, boom! The branches were as thick as ten arms.

Trembling under their feet.

"Please, please, give me one more shot!" Wuyi moaned, finally seizing the opportunity, he threw Jiang Huahuo down and hugged his legs tightly.

Jiang Huahuo's forehead had veins popping out, and he kicked the candy to death: "Hey sister, my sexual orientation is normal! Are you bothered? Do you believe I can go back with [Water Realm Shift]?"

After being kicked twenty meters away, he moaned again and said, "The preparation time for your skills is only ten minutes, which is enough for me to interfere a million times! Besides, if you dare to go back, I will go there all day long."

"Hua Xia" is harassing your newbies!"

"That's so shameless." Jiang Huahuo held his forehead, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a white-gold beam of light at Wuyi! [Dragon Breath & Bull Immortal Light Cannon]!

"Thank you!" He moaned innocently, and a random space magic dodges the blow. He immediately used his cane to draw a square frame on the ground (a half-completed puzzle appeared in the square frame), sat down cross-legged, and shook out the pieces of the puzzle with his hands.

, and these fragments shone with a charming gem luster. He started to piece together the puzzle with great interest.

Gradually, a skill icon was pieced together. Its pattern was a white beam of light. The skill icon detached from the box and slowly floated in front of Wuyi Moan, like a whole side of gems. He reached out excitedly and scratched the square with great difficulty.

The completed masterpiece was fragmented into particles and dissolved into his body. He spread his fingers again, and a ball of golden light emerged from his palms, and then merged into a pillar of light similar to the turtle qigong, across the sky! The dark clouds of death were opened, and the sun shone down.

!

[Gem Roulette], Fairy Arts, [Fairy Light Cannon]!

"Success, another one! Oh hoo!" Wu Bian groaned and jumped up excitedly.

Jiang Huahuo simply lay down on the tree trunk, folded his hands behind his head, and said casually: "Ah, then you don't have to bother me anymore, right?"

"Please, I want to learn more!" Wuyou groaned, his eyes sparkling. "[Water Realm Shift]! Teach me this!"

"That is the unique skill of the "Chinese" Dragon God"

"[The Way of Reincarnation & Bull The Way of Heaven and Humanity]! This is your ultimate move. Every time I watch the video again, I feel: It's so handsome!"

"Don't even think about it. This is a unique skill. You can only learn it if I delete my account. And is it necessary to learn a skill that only burns experience points?"

"[Dragon Language&bullDragon Song]?"

"You don't have dragon blood"

"[Yaqi&bullHell's Top&bullSea King's Barrier]! How about I retreat~~~ and ask for the second place, [Sea&bullWar God's Spear]?"

"The one in front is a combination of many skills, and the one in the back is a skill that can only be used by warriors." Jiang Huahuo was about to burst into tears: "Has anyone told you that you are really annoying?"

Suddenly a voice intervened: "Hey, what are you talking about?" It was the Bagua leader who was strolling over.

Jiang Huahuo spoke to him quickly: "Why are you back so soon?"

"Recently, a teleportation array has been installed in the Twilight Empire. This time I went to Fuli Villa and it was a great harvest. I learned four skills in a row!" The leader of Bagua smiled broadly. What's more valuable is that he didn't smile at all.

It is the true saying that "people feel refreshed when happy events happen".

Jiang Huahuo sat up (completely putting aside his innocent moans) and asked: "How about it, do the blood elves have any intention of starting a war with the elves?"

"Poisonous Diluo said that we need to recharge our batteries. We can't fight against the elves right now. Don't worry, I will call you if there is a large-scale camp mission."

"It turns out that the "Waiting City" will refresh the master, which is really good news."

Jiang Huahuo suddenly looked up and saw a boxer wearing black shorts and a red and black striped scarf. This man was sitting on a branch ten meters above the heads of the three of them, holding his curled up left leg with a bandage on it.

The heel of his foot was knocking against the tree body. Every time he hit it, the blue fire on the branches swayed like waves of wheat.

"Broken?" Jiang Huahuo immediately waved his hand: "I'm here to be a guest, not to fight."

"It's not up to you," said the boxer.

"Oh, okay, anyway, I have three people here -" Jiang Huahuo turned his head and was shocked, because the Wuyi Moan and the Bagua leader had disappeared. He was stunned for less than two seconds, jumped up, and shouted: "

What! You are so unloyal! I have seen through you Americans!"

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After getting off work and returning home, Qingyi continued to face the egg fried rice. He found that the fried rice he made had a special feature, that is, each bite was very unique and could be said to be comparable. The first bite was salty, and the second bite was too bitter.

The third bite is full of eggs, the fourth bite is just rice, the fifth bite is as hard as gravel, and the sixth bite is as soft as porridge. Although no matter how good a cook is, it may not be possible to fry it so unevenly, but this sentence really cannot be used.

Say it with pride.

After dinner, Qingyi only felt that his sense of taste was imbalanced and his mouth was dry. He remembered that there should be a few packets of potato chips in the cabinet. He might as well eat that to wake up his taste buds. He opened the cabinet and saw that it was empty. Only then did he remember that the last time

It was a month ago that I went to Walmart to buy snacks. How long is a month? Even if there is a mountain of potato chips, it should have been finished long ago.

"Is there any mistake? Now I don't want to go out in the cold wind just to buy a bag of potato chips." Qingyi muttered, and suddenly an idea flashed: "Yeah, who said we can only express fresh food? Can snacks and drinks be delivered?

Aren’t they also part of the diet? In this era, snacks may be more popular!”

Just do it, Qingyi immediately found paper and pen and wrote a feasibility analysis report. He first positioned the customer group, priced the express snacks according to the standards of express fast food, how to purchase the snacks, whether warehousing is needed, etc.

Wait. He had finished writing three pages before he felt that he could express all the passion in his chest. At this time, he found that he seemed to be less depressed.

Next, he put on his helmet and went online.

Diesel has returned to the headquarters with the remaining members of the Dark Church (escorted by Hades), and the blood elves, witches and werewolves have also returned to their respective homes. The only ones left in Salamonro are Qingyi, Pers and thirty others

Less than twilight church clergy.

In a church that had been renovated two-thirds, Perls knelt in front of the cross and chanted hymns. Three Twilight War Ghosts stood behind him on the left, and three Twilight Zen Masters stood behind him on the right, singing along.

"Standing in the quiet cemetery, I couldn't help but ask myself:"

"Want to live a beautiful lie or die with the truth?"

"Would you rather explore dangerous things with a madman, or chat with a mediocre person?"

"Praise my Lord, I can think and I can feel;"

"Praise be to my Lord that I am a human being!"

(The attendant sang: "Praise my Lord!")

"Picking up the newborn, I whispered to him:"

"You cried at birth, can you smile at death?"

"Only when you have tasted sweetness and touching can you feel sad about parting?"

"Praise be to my Lord, that I can love and hate;"

"Praise my Lord, your glory will last forever!"

(The attendant sang: "Praise my Lord!")

Passing through the rows of benches, Qingyi walked to Perls and said with a smile: "Is this good? Praise the Soul God in front of other gods?"

Pers stopped singing (the six attendants continued), and his palms covered the cover of the bronze scripture: "Now I no longer believe in gods."

"Although I have known this day for a long time, it came too soon!" Qingyi shrugged, sat down naturally, and the shadow throne immediately took shape. "Then what hymns are you singing now? You don't believe in God anyway.

"

Perls looked at the cross, where there was a naked saint nailed on the cross: "I don't believe in gods with images. Those images have been fabricated by people and are false. There is a very interesting phenomenon.

Have you noticed? The gods of each race appear in the image of that race. Even the same god has different images in different countries."

"Oh, I know this. For example, the God of War believed by Orquila rides a horse, but the God of War of the Astante people draws a bow. Intelligent creatures will imagine and shape the image of gods based on their own characteristics. If ants can also create

Civilization, then their gods will be ants, not mantises. From this point of view, I can understand your disbelief in gods."

"I used to believe in the Soul God, but now, I am more willing to believe in myself."

"But gods do exist." Qingyi thought of the incarnation of death: "Whether it is a product of consciousness or not, you should admit it."

"But God is not omnipotent, and even if you admit it, nothing can be changed. The world is like a human body, God is the brain, and we are the skin and muscles. Yes, the brain is more advanced than us and knows many times more things than we do.

It can draw nutrients from us and direct us to complete one action after another, but it can never exist independently of the body. Without us, it would not exist. When the function of the human body - that is, the world - stops, as the brain

Even gods cannot escape the fate of death. Therefore, gods are not omnipotent. Only we can blindly believe that "God is omnipotent."

"So, "God" is actually a beautiful fantasy of human beings? It's very idealistic."

"Yes. People need to place their faith and need a superior being, so that they will feel safe. This superior being must be omniscient and omnipotent. Even if the appearance can be close to that of a human being, its ability is completely beyond that of a human being. When believers encounter troughs

, they can say "God has no favor"; when believers achieve success, they can say "God loves me". Believers will reasonably attribute all encounters to the power of God. From this, the external image of all gods can be eliminated.

, their core must be highly consistent, that is "perfection". As long as intelligent life exists, perfect things cannot appear, so "god" will always be just a fantasy. I don't need an omnipotent god."

Perls added: "What I believe in is also a perfect thing, which is a society where everyone is equal. In this society, there is no god or savior."

"It's interesting to worship "concept" as a god." Qingyi said.

At this moment, the door opened with a bang. Several figures smashed into the stained glass, and before they could hit the ground, long swords wrapped in holy light slashed at them.

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Chapter completed!