In my dream, I am the God of Creation

In those years, we still don't know what kind of talent and ability a certain comrade Tang Chenyan used to turn a husky into a cute little prop.

But in the end, the result was good. Although Shi Zhe was still worried about the person behind the vampire pulling the thread of cause and effect, the smiles of his companions who didn't need to worry about these things still made him feel more relaxed.

The case that has been tossing and tossing for so long is finally over, and the members of the hidden crime team hit it off and decided to have a supper to celebrate.

Tang Chenyan and Shi Zhe just casually ate some grilled barbecue for dinner, barely half full.The other team members ate something casually in the commercial street. Because of the short time, everyone was about the same.

So a few people made a selection and decided to eat hot pot together.

As a special team in Province Z, the team members are basically southerners who prefer sweets.However, there are also many people who like to eat spicy hot pot, so several people discussed it and ordered a four-compartment hot pot, which is clear soup, slightly spicy sauerkraut, spicy tomato and red oil.

Shi Zhe sat down in the corner of the clear soup very sincerely, facing the tumbling bone soup with a devout expression.

This angle is just right, the bottom of the pot with the hottest red oil is just opposite to the clear soup, and the vent of the air conditioner is just behind Shi Zhe's head, so you can't smell the spiciness at all.

Tang Chenyan glanced at him, then at the tomato pot and sauerkraut pot on both sides of the clear soup, and sat down next to the slightly spicy sauerkraut pot on Shi Zhe's left.

"Don't you eat spicy food?" Shi Zhe looked at Tang Chenyan suspiciously. He remembered that Tang Chenyan still liked red oil and spicy hot pot when he ate hot pot.

Tang Chenyan smiled lightly: "Usually eating sauerkraut pot is to add water to the leftover soup base of sauerkraut fish. I haven't eaten sour soup pot in hot pot yet, and I kind of want to try it."

Shi Zhe glanced at the unboiled soup base. This hot pot restaurant has a good reputation, and one can get a glimpse of it from the thick milky white soup.Even if there is no boiling, the strong fragrance still rushes towards the tip of the nose.

"It looks like this sour soup pot is really good."

"Would you like to try it?" The waiter had already come to serve the dishes, Tang Chenyan quickly helped to put some outside dishes inside, and conveniently placed a plate of cuttlefish slides in front of Shi Zhe.

Shi Zhe looked at Squid's slippery eyes and said, "Although I usually eat clear soup...but it's good."

Gan Chunlu, the non-staff member No. 1 who came to have a meal, put down the drink cup in her hand, and reached out to reach for the cuttlefish slip: "Do any of you like to eat this? If not, put the cuttlefish slip here, his family The squid slippery is super delicious—”

No. 2 Wu Dongmian, a non-staff member who came to have a meal, stopped Gan Chunlu's hand: "Don't you also eat sour soup? Then you can eat it later. This fish slip seems to be ordered by Tang Chenyan, Shi Zhe Like to eat this."

Gan Chunlu struggled a bit, and felt that what Wu Dongmian said had some truth.And tonight, she came to grab a meal, and it seemed unethical to grab food from someone who worked hard at night, so she silently withdrew her hand.

A few more freshly cut beef were delivered, as well as machine-sliced ​​beef rolls.

Because this evening's meal was reimbursed at public expense, Ruan Jian, who mainly ordered the meal, could be said to be a big feature. After the beef was served, he simply put the plate directly on the top of the pot and poured it all down.

The hot pot was immediately filled with all kinds of beef, and it was full of gurgling sounds.

Shi Zhe, who still had a bunch of raw Flammulina velutipes in his chopsticks, twitched the corners of his mouth: "Ruan Jian, are you poisonous! Pour so much at once, it will either be overcooked later, or it will be cold when you take it out and eat it... "

"Don't you think it's good to eat meat with big mouthfuls?"

"Eating hot pot like this is not as good as chewing peonies!" Kong Zhou complained.

"A cow chews peonies and eats peonies like grass. I eat beef and eats meat like meat. It's the same!"

"Cows eat peonies, and you eat cows. You eat peonies rounded up. Think about how many peonies a cow will eat until it dies. Do you think it's a waste?"

Ruan Jian: ...? ?What rounded bandit logic is this?

Bai Keshu snatched a bowl of meat from under the chopsticks of the bewildered Ruan Jian: "Peony doesn't taste good, but beef tastes great, so Ruan Jian, don't eat peony, hurry up and order some more meat. .It's almost finished here."

Ruan Jian: "...how do you say that the peonies in the pot are not the same as meat? Wait, where is my meat!"

Kong Zhou finished eating the last piece of beef in the spicy pot, and by the way, he and Bai Keshu shared all the rest of the tomato pot: "So it's gone, you hurry to add vegetables."

Ruan Jian glanced at his empty, clean bowl without even a little soup, and then at the two slices of minced meat in the bottom of the other two pots: "I didn't even have a bite of the meat I poured out. eat!"

This supper was so noisy that after eating a delicious supper, Shi Zhe returned home and lay on the bed after washing up for a long time without falling asleep.

Instead, he was full of ideas, and various settings kept coming out of his head, and they were written in the phone unconsciously.

The god of fanatics was finally finalized by him.

The name Mountain God is really embarrassing, too rustic, and completely inconsistent with the aesthetics of normal people.

But the zealots first appeared, angered by the movement of mountains and earth.The second appearance followed the god who created the prison island... It would be a bit strange to say that it has nothing to do with mountains and rivers.

Therefore, Shi Zhe thought for a long time, and still determined the position of this god as the God of Mountains and Rivers. Although he only added two words, the force immediately became higher.

Then there is the method of making these false god identities really appear in front of everyone.

Shi Zhe decided to imitate God's Prison to build a real city in the sky as the location of the "meeting of the gods" - although in fact only he will attend this meeting.

The biggest advantage of Sky City is that Shi Zhe can use illusions to condense into the shape of an imaginary god and appear in front of the public.

Because it is the city of the sky, even if the god really appeared, people would just look at each other from a distance through various special instruments, and then set up a barrier to refuse entry...People who only rely on distant observation will never be able to recognize this shoddy illusion.

After Shi Zhe finished drawing the last draft of the character design, he clamped the completed manuscript paper under a console of the glass ball, and stretched vigorously.

This glass ball that drifted around the world by itself didn't know where it went again. After Shi Zhe had been busy for so long, when he looked up, he could actually see the morning light.

The gorgeous sun is slowly rising from the horizon, and the rippling water reflects a different kind of brilliance. Layers of colors shake people's eyes, and the beauty makes people feel the upper limit of nature.

Shi Zhe watched the sun rise quietly, moved his fingers lightly, and finally suppressed the idea of ​​picking up the paintbrush.

He lowered his head to confirm the current time in country A.

Shi Zhe already had an idea about how the city in the sky should appear before people's eyes.

And in order to meet the prerequisites of this idea, the identity of Anderst must continue to be used.He still needs to continue to roam that country, show his presence in front of people over and over again, and try not to be caught.

In this way, it is possible to be sure to get the quota of superheroes and be voted to have the opportunity to speak.

It is afternoon tea time in country A, and there are not many people on the street. If there are many people sitting in various cafes along the street to keep warm.

Anderst tapped his cane, and when he walked through the street, few people noticed at first.

Because it is rare for this gentleman today to not wear his extremely weird clock coat-in fact, Shi Zhe forgot the pattern of the previous dress, and he didn't really want to leave people with "this guy has so many sets of clothes." It’s all the same style” which is a bad impression, so I wiped off the pattern temporarily.

However, the other outfits were still conspicuous enough. After the first person recognized him, a large crowd of people gathered around to watch this well-known superhuman.

Needless to say for other reasons, the question most people want to ask when watching this superhuman being is——

"Can you really bring the dead back to life?" A certain young man asked, his face full of curiosity.

Anderste smiled softly: "I can only go back one day, just one day."

"Can everything that happened in a day be restored to its original state?" A girl squeezed over with bright eyes, her face full of longing.

Anders showed a kind look on his face, and looked at the girl gently: "Is there any hope for Miss?"

The girl hurriedly took out the mobile phone with a severely cracked screen from her pocket, and handed it to Anders: "I just accidentally broke my mobile phone... I really don't have the money for such a large-scale repair."

Before the girl finished speaking, she saw the mobile phone in her hand floating out, slipping back into his pocket again, then hovering in the air and retreating towards the rear, and after a few more circles, she was at the place where the mobile phone was broken bounced up.

The girl hurriedly chased it out, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the mobile phone suspended in midair had returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

"It is very kind of you, sir!"

Anderst glanced at the other crowd, smiled and said his name to the girl: "Just call me Anders, beautiful lady."

The girl's eyes sparkled: "Mr. Anderst, is your power really supernatural? Such a powerful ability—"

Anderste smiled softly: "Of course, this is a real supernatural power. Unlike those who have to entrust themselves to hypocritical gods, supernatural powers are our own power..."

作者有话要说：时哲：当我贬低我自己成为日常……离真正的精分大概也不远了。感谢在2019-11-2923:53:52~2019-11-3016:26:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Nebu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 230488597 bottles; 2 bottles of Xingshi Yumo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!