Infinite Throne

# Qian Shenghua's daily diary #

Qian Shenghua accidentally hit camel dung and entered the mysterious space in the black desert. He appeared outside the city lord's mansion and lost all his memories in an instant. He entered blankly and saw an unfathomable mysterious back.

"Given the name: Fendan, responsible for picking up dung"

The city priest immediately assigned him a position.

"Yes!" Fendan was full of energy and walked home happily.

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xx year xx month xx day

Started a happy life of picking up dung.

Dung is very smelly, and people here don't like to drink water.

However, the beauty of the city requires selfless dedication, and Fendan will carry out his dedication to the end.

Picking up dung x1

Picking up dung x2

Picking up dung x3

As long as I don't feel humble, no one can make me bow my head!

Even when doing dirty, tiring and smelly work, the soul still shines with eternal brilliance!

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xx/xx/xx

The instant noodles at my good brother’s house smell so good!

My good brother gave me a few packets, so I ate them sparingly.

He ate all the seasoning packets sparingly as snacks, so there was absolutely no waste.

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xx/xx/xx

Damn, I remembered it! So hateful! So hateful!

Damn, I want to kill myself.

Why would a handsome man like me fall to this point?

I’m dirty, and my weapon is dirty too.

I’ll sell it at a discount when I get back, because no one knows what it’s been used for anyway.

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xx/xx/xx/xx

My good brother actually opened a coffin shop, and it’s called “Good and Fast”.

This name is really amazing. I have to say that his coffins are really good.

I was also working, and I picked up manure pretty well.

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xx/xx/xx

Another day of picking up manure, ugh ugh ugh!

The only thing worth being happy about was meeting Zabule and writing him a check for 300,000 yuan. If he could get out, he could take out the money.

Zabule was so pitiful that men were silent and women cried.

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xx/xx/xx

The dog at my good brother's house is so big! It has three heads! Amazing!

The crow at my good brother's house looks so unlucky!

The crow at my good brother's house has two small horns on its head, which is amazing!

As long as I follow my good brother's footsteps, I can also live a happy life.

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xx/xx/xx

Regarding the problem of manure disposal, my former colleagues all chose to bury it.

I think this is very bad and not environmentally friendly. After discovering the good thing of the Mercury Milky Way, I would dump the manure I picked up into it in a hidden place every night.

Mercury Galaxy seems reluctant to eat these. Hey, children should not be picky eaters. This way they can grow faster.

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xx/xx/xx

It was another day to dump manure in Mercury Galaxy. After dumping it in, there was no smell left.

This is really a good place. If this method can be popularized, humans will no longer be troubled by the problem of garbage dumping.

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xx/xx/xx

Mercury Galaxy seems to have turned a little darker, but it is not obvious.

It doesn’t matter. I just changed the frequency from once every three days to once every five days. It can do it.

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xx/xx/xx

My good brother went to the underground palace to do something and entrusted the child to me.

So excited! This is a sign of trust in me!

Sui Sui is so lively. He takes down the coffin board every day. He is worthy of being the child raised by my good brother.

Also, he eats a little too much.

Sui Sui eats braised pork, braised spare ribs, and instant noodles with beef stewed with potatoes.

I eat cold okra, scrambled eggs with bitter melon, and instant noodles with fried leeks and green onions.

She will get fat, and I will be healthy:)

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xx year xx month xx day

I underestimated Sui Sui, this kid's water gun... no, the Italian cannon is too strong!

No matter the size, one shot will get rid of it.

Maybe this is the reason why a good father will have a good son.

With the help of good brothers, I survived a world safely and completed the task.

I got everything I wanted from a licking dog, and I want to hehehe next time...

I will treat my good brothers to a big meal when I go back, and arrange it!

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Later, the taskers thought of the inexplicable Lost City world and felt confused.

They had worked very hard, but in the end they only got many beatings.

They were either beaten by the high priest here or there.

The most exciting thing was Atlas, the god of traitors!

Damn, he even dared to cheat the high priest.

In the end, the high priest didn't even have a pair of pants left, so pitiful, sighing.

But what is even more pitiful is the taskers themselves. They used a lot of props and didn't even get back the cost. Just thinking about it makes me cry.

I heard that the main god space is going to change its name. I wonder what kind of domineering and good name it will be changed to. It's worth looking forward to.

The person pretending to be Atlas must be blacklisted. If you meet him, immediately retreat. He is a sly old man.

Many female taskers actually think he is good-looking and a male god. So what? No matter how much he praises, he will not be soft-hearted when it comes to action.

The devil on earth is a ghost.

The only good news is that this kind of people will improve very quickly and will soon surpass them and harm the people of the next level. Just thinking about this will make you laugh in your quilt.

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When Zabule woke up, he found himself by a beautiful lake he had never seen before, like a fairyland on earth, and his good brothers were also nearby.

After waking up his good brothers, he found that everyone was very thin, with dark circles under their eyes, and looked like their bodies were hollowed out.

Their camels were gone, sad.

He couldn't remember what the person who hired them looked like.

Zabule took out a check from the pocket of his underwear and saw the number written on it. Suddenly, he felt that nothing mattered.

So happy, hehehe:)