Mystery: The whole good living master

Mu Fangge had no choice but to knock out the overly aggressive fan. He did not dare to walk through the hall and escaped through the window.

"If it really doesn't work, just wear a mask or a hat. This won't work..." Mu Fangge decided to earn money to buy a hat first.

"But where can I make money? I can't just go to the red-light district and stand on the street, right? It would be great if Amon was here. Speaking of which, as long as I have no moral bottom line, Amon on the friendly side is really a very useful tool. Whether it's investigating data or forging information, there's no need to worry about funding issues..."

Mu Fan Ge began to miss Amon.

(So ​​you are infected by the Amon virus, right?)

"Come to think of it, Time Worm No. 8 said that she would appear as long as someone called her name, so could she appear in the other world and give me some money?"

"I actually forgot to ask adventurers how to make money. Will gold coins be dropped when fighting Warcraft? Can I kill a few villains in exchange for bounties? Can I steal things from villagers and sell them?"

Mu Fange quickly picked up the good qualities he had when playing games.

"How about I seduce the city lord? Or how about we just do a charm shake first!"

……

As an ACG enthusiast, a professional e-sports player, a professional game anchor, and a complex otaku...Mu Fange has always had the tragic setting of being androgynous.

Mu Fange didn't hesitate for even a second before changing the men's monastic uniform that he got for free from the Goddess of Night into a beautiful little skirt!

Mu Fan Ge shrugged. Anyway, there was no one he knew here...

Someone here must be asking where the skirt came from. This story started half an hour ago.

.........

Mu Fan Ge, who had no money and could not become an adventurer, was walking on the street.

Then I was discovered by a scout!

"So why do scouts exist in other worlds?" Mu Fange complained.

"Believe me! You will definitely become extremely popular and famous all over the world!" The scout with oily hair trotted to catch up with Mu Fange.

"Believe me, if you come to our troupe, we will take you on tours all over the world! You will soon surpass all the current actors!"

The talent scout with oily hair ran in front of Mu Fan Ge and jogged backwards: "Do you know how many awards you can win? I guarantee you will win all kinds of gold awards at various evening parties!"

"Everyone in the world can see you! They'll all love you!"

Although he was a little embarrassed, Mu Fan Ge was indeed tempted... No, it was mainly for preaching. Do you understand preaching? Do you understand? If he could debut as a well-known idol, it would definitely be very helpful in promoting the Fallen Mother Goddess after the revamp, and it would be very helpful in building the Fallen Mother Goddess Church. What's even better is that he no longer has to worry about money!

So Mu Fan Ge accepted the money, exchanged contact information, changed into a skirt, and asked the scout to take a few photos.

(You fell into depravity too quickly!)

The scout happily ran to report the good news to the troupe and capital behind him.

Now that he had money, Mu Fange decided to go eat first.

"Seared lamb chops with asparagus, grilled fish with fennel and garlic, pineapple fried rice, and a glass of orange juice!"

To Mu Fangge's surprise, the restaurant's waiters and chefs remained calm and had a normal attitude. They did not add ingredients to the food or forcefully demand that the bill be waived.

However, the adventurers at the next table were still struggling over whether to come over and chat with me. Their expressions were so ferocious and terrifying...

The experienced Mu Fange quickly finished five lamb chops, four asparagus spears, a grilled fish, a plate of pineapple fried rice and a glass of orange juice before the adventurer from the next table came over to chat with him, then he wiped his mouth and slipped away.

Leaving behind a table of adventurers who were filled with regret and stamping their feet in anger.

After filling his stomach, Mu Fange went to buy a hat with a veil and ordinary textile worker clothes, thinking that no one would see Korish's face that brought disaster to the country and the people...

But there are still experts!

Mu Fan Ge was dumbfounded, stunned... This situation must be beyond common sense, right? This is obviously not normal! It is beyond human comprehension! This situation is completely out of control!

Mu Fange could no longer continue to deceive himself with the excuse that Mr. Corish had a face that would bring disaster to the country and the people.

Moreover, only adventurers would be interested in me and gather around me or bravely propose to me, while ordinary people like businessmen, chefs and waiters would not be influenced by me... Although the scout is not a professional adventurer, he has a warrior's emblem on his ring, so he also has the identity of an adventurer.

So, it’s not because Koreshi is good-looking or lucky.

Mu Fange stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from the scabbard on the waist of the young man who he fell in love with at first sight and proposed to. The sword was stained with the blood of the monster.

Mu Fan Ge smelled the blade and put the sword back into the scabbard.

Although the weapon was stained with the monster's blood, it only had a little spirituality.

So the problem should be... something that every adventurer carries with him...

Mu Fange reached out and took off the adventurer badge on his chest.

Put it in front of your nose and smell it.

Can’t be wrong!

This thing is pickled with extraordinary characteristics!

All marinated and tasty!

No wonder these adventurers are so crazy, they are probably just a bunch of walking pickles...

Mu Fan Ge was not wrong...

So, this is the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics!

Mr. Koreshi, who is at the dual-path sequence four, is like a watermelon that attracts flies, a flower that attracts butterflies, honey that attracts bears, and a gold pound that attracts Klein!

He is a pure hot commodity now!

Just like throwing an iron ball onto a stretched bed sheet, Mr. Koreshi is a large lead ball with magnetism! All the small iron balls around him will unconsciously want to get closer to him and have the desire to merge with Koreshi's body!

Mu Fange has a headache.

Mu Fan Ge has a big head.

We can't stay here anymore. If we keep walking on the street, many adventurers will gather here by coincidence! Wearing a hat is useless... We need to find a hotel to hide first!

(What makes you believe in the hotel?)

……

"Stay in a hotel! Book a room for a week first!"

"Oh ok, is the cat hybrid behind you with you?"

"Cat hybrid?" Mu Fange turned his head slowly.

Just as if out of nothing, in the air of the hotel lobby, something grew, emerged, and developed... a figure appeared, with gradient blue cat ears and a cat tail, black curly hair with dark blue highlights that hung down on both sides of the ears, and he was wearing blue overalls with a beautiful sky blue bow on his chest.

She wore a square, blue, high-tech-looking monocle.

Mu Fange was stunned for a moment.

Wait a minute, the CPU burned out.

what is this?

This is the Time Bug No. 8.

Of course Mu Fange knew that this was Time Worm No. 8, he had never seen it before.

where is this?

This is a different world!

How did he come here?

He came from the mother nest! From the source!

So, why does Amon exist in the other world?

Long live!

Mu Fangge wanted to jump up, jump onto the ceiling like Red Riding Hood hiding from the mouse, and hold onto the chandelier and never come down.

But as a mature family man...

Mu Fange could only turn his head back silently: "Yes, together, how much is it?"

I could only pay the money silently.

.........

Enter the room.

Mu Fange first checked whether there were any cameras.

(Of course there is no such thing!)

Then draw the curtains.

Then this guy who was never handsome for more than three seconds stopped pretending completely!

Mu Fange screamed: "You are the Time Bug No. 8, right? Why is there Amon in the other world?"

"Ah? This turns out to be a different world, meow?" Time Worm No. 8 looked around curiously.

"No, it should just be a planet in the starry sky." Mu Fange described accurately.

"Oh oh oh! This is my first time going to the starry sky, meow!" Time Worm No. 8 was very excited.

Mu Fan Ge interrupted Time Bug No. 8: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, can you explain why you are here first?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? Whenever someone calls my name, he will find that I am always with him. You must have mentioned me!" Time Worm No. 8 pointed at Mu Fange.

"Ah? There is no area or location restriction for this?" Mu Fangge was surprised.

Time Worm No. 8 scratched his head: "I haven't tried it either, meow. Maybe Amon has never been to the starry sky..."

"So...so you are that kind of conceptual god?" Mu Fangge was frightened by Amon and trembled in fear.

“Ah, I’m not a god. I’m a collection of individuals that are the conceptualization and informatization of Amon. So as long as someone mentions the word Amon, I will appear beside him.” Time Worm No. 8 disagreed.

“No…that’s not…that’s even more terrifying, isn’t it?!” Mu Fangge felt his heart stop beating.

Time Worm No. 8 shook his head, and the cat ears on his head swayed: "Ah? No, if someone mentions Amon in a linguistic sense, I will indeed appear and always exist near the narrator, but if no observer discovers my existence, I will only exist in an information state and have no ability to interfere with reality."

"So, you were originally the Amon who was responsible for information transmission?" Mu Fange asked.

"That's right, meow!" The Cat Time Bug raised its tail proudly.

"Amon is so scary..." Mu Fange rubbed his eyes: "But... since Amon is here, let's help together."

"Let me briefly introduce my plan. First, create an ideal incarnation of the Fallen Mother Goddess. Then establish a religious belief directed towards the Fallen Mother Goddess. Finally, replace all the believers of this church with Amon."

Mu Fan Ge took out a pen and paper from the monocle space: "Can you draw?"

“Uh… I’m not an artist Amon Meow, I only know a little bit…” Time Worm No. 8 quickly shook his head.

"It's okay, you don't have to be too professional, just know a little bit, I'll tell you how to draw it!" Mu Fangge admitted that he did not have the ability to produce a handle diagram.

……

“Speaking of which, as a being above gods, the Fallen Mother Goddess cannot have believers only on this planet, right?” Time Worm No. 8 quickly began to carry out Party A’s orders and drafted the statue of the Fallen Mother Goddess on rough paper.

Mu Fange shook his head: "Of course there are more than that, but we want to use this planet as a foundation and fulcrum."

"Wait a minute, this horn is curly like a sheep, not straight." Supervisor Mu Fange pointed out the painting error.

"Okay meow, but I think cats are better than demons meow!"

"Cat ears are indeed an element that cannot be ignored, but angels already have cat ear headdresses..."

"Then I want to add a tail!"

"I can only agree to add the devil's leather tail!"

"No! A non-fuzzy tail means nothing!"

The painter and the owner had a disagreement.

But kittens have no human rights.

So in the end, Mu Fan Ge won.

Time Worm No. 8 copied the contents of the draft onto parchment with tears in his eyes.

"Great! This is the Bible of the Fallen Church of God!" Mu Fange applauded.

"Fallen God?" Maomao tilted her head and looked closely at the trinity of nuns on the parchment.

"That doesn't sound very nice, let's change it to Fallen Cute God!" Mu Fangge decided the future of the Fallen Mother Goddess without authorization.

Mu Fan Ge walked to the window and cleared his throat.

"Did you ever hear a word?"

"What are you talking about?" Time Worm No. 8 rolled up the parchment.

"Give me a fulcrum and I can move the entire earth!" Mu Fangge spoke to the air in a very childish way.

"This new church will be the starting point for Amon to invade the starry sky and convert all foreign gods!" Mu Fangge raised his right hand.

Time Worm No. 8 was very supportive: "Oh my! So cool!"

"Long live Amon!" Mu Fange cheered.

"Long live Amon!" Time Worm No. 8 followed suit.

……

"Then I'll leave the task of establishing the church to you. You should be able to do that, right?" Mu Fange patted Time Worm No. 8 on the shoulder.

"Ah? I don't know how, meow? Although I used to be the god Amon, I don't know how to establish a church!" Time Worm No. 8 was overwhelmed by the unbearable burden of life.

"Hey, have you ever been the god Amon?" Mu Fange said in a nagging manner.

“Ah, all Amons who have obtained the qualifications to assassinate the original body, unless they are too weak or unlucky to disappear in the battle at the bottom level, the assassins who stand out in the end will be recognized as the God Amon by the Amon Church.” Time Worm No. 8 explained.

"I see... So there are many Amon gods?"

"Indeed, there are a lot. Their doctrines and scriptures are extremely thick!" Time Worm No. 8 nodded.

"How thick is it?" Mu Fangge asked.

Time Worm No. 8 was very proud: "It's thicker than twenty-four volumes of the Holy Scriptures of the Night stacked together!"

"Why is it so thick? What's inside?" Mu Fangge felt it was outrageous.

"Well... after all, each Amon God has different ideas... in fact, they are all the glorious history of the Amon Gods of all generations and various photos." Time Worm No. 8 scratched his head shyly.

Mu Fange took a half step back and leaned against the windowsill: "So how many Amon gods are there?"

"I haven't counted, meow!" Time Worm No. 8 said confidently.

"Where did all these Amon gods go in the end?" Mu Fange asked.

“Well, whoever succeeds in assassinating the original body will become the new body. If you fail, you will either die directly or lose your qualifications, and naturally you will not be able to become the god Amon.” Cat Amon spread out his hands.

"Then was our current true form also the god Amon in the past?" Mu Fangge asked curiously.

"No, the current original body is the only one that was not the original body as the god Amon." Time Worm No. 8 shook his head.

Mu Fange held his head and said, "Why am I getting more and more scared the more I listen? I feel like the original Amon has got some incredible script... I'm so scared... My future is worrying..."

Time Bug No. 8 patted Mu Fange on the shoulder: "It's okay! I'm rooting for you! Come on!"

Mu Fange had no confidence in himself, but he knew that he could only die with honor.

"In short, the task of establishing the church is up to you. There is no option to refuse!" Mu Fangge patted Time Worm No. 8 on the shoulder.

"Then what are you doing?" asked Time Worm No. 8.

Mu Fange grinned wickedly: "I will be responsible for touring and promoting the doctrine at the same time."