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Chapter 493 Do you desire power?

"Yang Jian, you have been chosen!"

"Are you willing to become the spokesperson of the great god, carry out God's will, and convey God's faith in the world?"

The majestic sound echoed in this empty space.

"Who are you?" A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Jian's eyes.

Fool! Keep fooling!

"Wow!"

The light condensed, and two pills suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes, one red and one blue.

The voice just now appeared again.

"Choose the blue pill, and you will forget everything here and leave the realm of the great God. Choose the red pill, and you will become a servant of God, see the truth of this world, understand the meaning of life, and truly...live!"

This voice seemed to be full of charm, and Yang Jian gradually turned his attention to the red pill.

Forget everything, he doesn't want to!

It is the desire in every man's heart to stand out, achieve success, return home in fine clothes, and be hugged from both sides.

But, should I be a slave of this god?

impossible!

Yang Jian put the blue pill directly into his mouth: "I choose freedom!"

"Bang!"

Yang Jian fainted and fell down.

After a while.

"Where is this?" Yang Jian, who was lying on the ground, woke up leisurely and asked doubtfully.

"Yang Jian, do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you... long for power? Do you want to... truly live?"

Looking at the two pills that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

Why does it feel strangely familiar?

But his life was very comfortable and free.

His parents were here and they were not traveling far, so Yang Jian still took the blue pill.

"Bang!" Fainted again...

"Where is this?" After a while, Yang Jian woke up again, feeling a little pain in his head, as if he had been hit.

"The second world's first online casino is online. Beautiful girls deal cards online, giving you the happiest gambling experience!"

After a period of brainwashing, two pills appeared in front of Yang Jian again.

Wait, why do I say goodbye?

After patting his head, Yang Jian felt that his skull was starting to swell.

Mudd, what the hell!



At dawn, Yang Jian opened his eyes in the house and unexpectedly found his father looking at him in the room.

"You're awake!" Yang Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief when his son woke up, and then said quietly: "Can you tell me why you peeked at your sister last night?"

Yang Jian was stunned: "I..."

He hesitated to speak. He didn't know what to say. Should he directly confess that he wanted to kill his family pet?

"Have you thought of an excuse?" Yang Tianyou slowly picked up the chicken feather blanket beside him, the anger in his eyes about to burst out.

"Dad, listen to my explanation!"

"You son of a bitch, I will destroy you today!"

"Pah, pah, pah, pah!"

"Ah, mother, sister, help me!"



After the storm, Yang Tianyou panted and opened his son's door, tidied his clothes, looked around, and left with satisfaction.

If the king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have to die; if the father wants his son to die, the son has to die.

Yang Jian, who did not dare to resist, was naturally bruised all over his body.

However, there seemed to be a little excitement on his face.

Name: Yang Jian;

Soul age:18

Physique: Demigod (Sealed)

Skills: Xiao Li's flying knife (full level), gambling (level 2), waiting to die (level 2), spear penetration (level 2).

Comprehensive identification: Not mainstream.

It turns out that everything is true! Yang Jian is going to become famous!

Thinking of the heroic figure in his dream when he threw the knife and bowed his head, Yang Jian instantly felt high-spirited.

Go and get rid of that rat first and get back what should belong to him: the love of your family!

"Hey, the main mission is released."

"You are unique. You are chosen by God to be the spokesperson in the world. Every move you make must follow God's will!"

"Humanity is in chaos, and the demon clan is on the rise. The little black mouse Mo Yu is the strongest genius of the demon clan in ancient times. One day he will overpower the six realms and dominate the world!"

"Mission: Express your goodwill and care for Mo Yu. He will be the future friend of the gods!"

"Reward: virtual points of favorability*10."

"Punishment: When the favorability is a negative number, the length of the reproductive organs is reduced by the corresponding negative favorability."

"Current favorability is 0!"



It’s simply unbelievable!

Looking at this mission description, Yang Jian's whole body was buzzing.

This is not the Ming Dynasty in the dream, and the gods are not visible.

In today's Shang Dynasty, there are gods, immortals, demons and ghosts.

Never would I have imagined that the little black mouse that spent all day just waiting to die, doing nothing but eating and sleeping, would actually become a more powerful character than a god in the future.

This world is really disappointing. Some rats are born at the end of others.

However, I’m not bad either!

As long as I complete more tasks and gain virtual points, I can gain stronger skills and more insights in the dungeon world.

I, Yang Jian, can also soar into the sky!

After vowing to go out and smell the aroma of food, Yang Jian knew at a casual thought that the rat must be eating breakfast under the service of his sister.

A real man is capable of bending and stretching. Today I am groveling to you, but tomorrow I will make you kneel down and call me daddy!

Yang Jian cautiously entered the door and noticed that his father and mother glanced at him, showed a look of disgust and ignored him.

Breathed a sigh of relief.

"Third sister, you eat first, and I'll help you feed Mo Yu!"

Yang Chan nodded and turned around to have breakfast.

After breakfast early, you can go out early to show off to the little sisters in the town.

Yang Jian showed a flattering expression and handed the food to the little black mouse.

Seeing this bruised and swollen face, Yi Bai became angry.

I am An Xin as my own pet, am I provoking you?

"The favorability level is reduced by one! The current favorability level is negative one, and the punishment begins!"

???

Yang Jian was stunned as a strange feeling came from his lower body.

Is it wrong for me to stand in front of you?

"The favorability level will be reduced by one, and the punishment will continue!"

After being stunned for a while, Yang Jian was completely panicked when he heard the beep again.

Men care about length and hardness, sometimes even beyond imagination.

"Mom, Dad, sister, I suddenly feel very tired, let's go take a rest!"

After speaking, Yang Jian quickly and carefully handed the spoon to his sister, turned around and ran away.

Maybe it would be the best choice not to appear in front of Mo Yu!

Standing at the door of his home, feeling his youth, Yang Jian suddenly felt a little confused.

What can we do to satisfy the future boss?



Inside the room, Yang Tianyou and his wife looked at each other and shook their heads.

Dead wood!

Being fed by a cute girl again, Yi Bai's mood improved a lot and the food tasted delicious.

Afterwards, the life of the Yang family returned to peace again. Except for Yang Jian who started practicing throwing knives every day and practicing the martial arts he didn't know where he learned it from, everything else was as usual and ordinary.

Get up in the morning, have breakfast, work, have lunch, rest, work, have dinner, and rest.

The Yang family, who came from a well-off family, had almost no difference except that they had one more meal at noon than the poor.

The only thing that surprised Yang Jian was that because he had been paying more attention to his family recently, he was surprised to find that his mother didn't even need to poop...


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