Worship Me, I Can Make You Rich

Wen Xiaoyun avenged Cheng Jinxue for posting his emoji on the Internet. On the way back, he was always in a good mood.

Zhuang Zhou only needs one class a day for the time being, but the principal has arranged for him to have two classes starting tomorrow, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

After the morning class ended, he got off work, but Wen Xiaoyun didn't get off work yet.

Zhuang Zhou followed Wen Xiaoyun to the Third Army.

On the way, his terminal rang several times. The first time Zhuang Zhou picked it up, it was a stranger who said that their master wanted to meet Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou asked who it was, but the other party didn't speak, only saying that he knew it when he went.

He's not stupid, since the other party didn't say anything, he just ignored it and hung up the terminal communication directly.

As a result, the opponent kept calling persistently.

Zhuang Zhou didn't answer.

When hitting the fifth one, a message was also sent.

"I am the steward of the Duke of Bolton. The Duke wants to discuss cooperation with Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Zhou saw the news and asked Wen Xiaoyun, "Who is this Duke of Bolton?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "Did he look for you?"

Zhuang Zhou said, "Yes, he said he wanted to discuss cooperation with me."

Wen Xiaoyun: "Do you still remember the person in the library looking for you?"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Remember! Commander of the First Legion!"

Wen Xiaoyun: "Well, the Duke of Bolton is his brother."

Zhuang Zhou said "Oh", and hummed softly in his heart. He didn't forget that Diwen was the one who gave him a lot of faith, but he couldn't hear any of his wishes.

Such a person has evil thoughts in his heart, so he can't hear their wishes, and naturally he can't bless them.

For such a belief, Wen Xiaoyun has said that if you don’t take it for nothing, you won’t take it for nothing!

Zhuang Zhou blocked the terminal number neatly.

When the steward of the Duke of Bolton sent another message, he was already unable to get through.

The steward's face was a bit ugly: "Your Excellency, he...blocked me."

It was blocked after revealing their identity.

Duke Bolton did not answer immediately.

Instead, Diwen, the head of the First Army, was a little annoyed: "It seems that he doesn't want to cooperate with us at all."

Diwen felt a little regretful. If he had known that Zhuang Zhou was really that little master, he could hold back how Zhuang Zhou teased him when he was in the library that day.

Duke Bolton said: "As expected."

Anyway, he is now bound to Wen Xiaoyun.

As long as Wen Xiaoyun is still in the Third Legion for a day, it is impossible for Zhuang Zhou to cooperate with other legions.

Diwen's face was gloomy: "Then what are we going to do now?"

Duke Bolton looked at the steward: "Have you contacted the other students in the mecha department?"

"Going back to the Duke, there are already five students who are willing to meet."

Duke Bolton nodded, and then said, "What's Wen Xiaoyun's mental power level now?"

Di Wen said: "No one knows. The doctors in his army are very strict. No one should know except himself. But in my opinion, I'm afraid the level is not high, otherwise he wouldn't be so strict."

The Duke of Bolton said: "Do you still remember Bei Yusi?"

"Of course I remember that the former head of the Third Army retired after his mental power was infected with radiation."

"Yes." Duke Bolton said slowly, "Send someone to find him."

To the Third Army.

Wen Xiaoyun went to work, and Zhuang Zhou made mechas.

The two are busy with their own business, and occasionally when they take a break, they will ask each other what they are doing, just like an old husband and wife, the years are quiet and good.

Cheng Jinxue was struggling.

Since Xiao Polan became Zhou Zhou's teaching assistant, he went to and from get off work with Zhou Zhou every day.

The first thing Little Ratty did when he arrived at the Third Legion was to fight with 4.0.

Cheng Jinxue felt sorry for his robot, and was afraid of being beaten badly by Xiao Zaicang, so he pitifully begged Xiao Zaicai for mercy.

Unexpectedly, the more heartbroken he was, the more ruthless the little raggedy attack.

What is the scariest thing? !

Scrappy...it's no ordinary robot!

After it disassembles 4.0, it can still be put back, but it makes you lose your temper!

Cheng Jinxue had no choice but to complain to Zhouzhou.

"Zhou Zhou, you really need to take care of Xiao Zaitang, it really bullies 4.0 every day! Whoever's mecha feels sorry for it, it hurts 4.0, it hurts me!"

This is the first stream of consciousness mech in the whole interstellar, although it is a miniature one.

But think about Zhang Feng and Zhou Hongyi's, they are all robots, and Wen Xiaoyun's Mecha Voss upgrade is also after his 4.0, and his 4.0 is considered the first in interstellar history.

This is going to be in interstellar history in the future!

Especially commemorative!

Can he not feel bad? ?

Hearing Cheng Jinxue's accusation, Zhuang Zhou sighed, but he pretended to be mature and said, "Cheng Jinxue, don't say that in the future."

Cheng Jinxue was puzzled: "Why can't you say it?"

Zhuang Zhou carefully chose his words: "Well...it's like this, Little Poor actually doesn't have any friends. When he was in Garbage Star, you were the one who took care of him... Bah, you were the one who took care of it. It has long regarded you as its The servant... Bah, I have become its friend, but look at you, since you have 4.0, you have never cared about it, the little raggedy is jealous!"

Cheng Jinxue was silent for a while.

Then he asked in an extremely unbelievable tone: "Is it...jealous?"

Zhuang Zhou said, "Yes!"

Cheng Jinxue: "What's there to be jealous about? 4.0 is my mecha, but it's not my mecha?"

Zhuang Zhou thought to himself: But Xiao Zaipai forcibly conscripted you into a demon servant.

Don't reason with monsters.

Monsters are pointless.

Cheng Jinxue thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely knew that... he still had to continue to serve the old man?

Say a few more words to coax it to be happy, should it be able to coax it well?

Cheng Jinxue scratched his head and left.

Zhuang Zhou didn't expect that Xiao Polan would care about this so much, he thought it was a little funny, and ran to find Wen Xiaoyun with the mecha parts in his arms, intending to share this matter with him.

The door of Wen Xiaoyun's office was open.

Before he walked in, he heard that Wen Xiaoyun seemed to be talking to someone.

He didn't know what he was talking about, but there was a faint smile on his mouth.

This smile was a little different from the ones he had seen before, as if it carried a bit of nostalgia.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou approaching, Wen Xiaoyun paused, then lowered his voice and said, "I'll talk to you later, I have something to do right now."

After speaking, he hung up the terminal communication.

Wen Xiaoyun got up and walked towards Zhouzhou: "Why are you here? Are you bored?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at his terminal, and then at his calm expression, as if the smile just now had never existed.

He pursed his lips and couldn't help asking, "Who were you communicating with just now?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "A friend I haven't seen for a long time."

Zhuang Zhou asked, "Long time no see?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "Well, it's been almost a year, I'll take you to meet him in a few days."

Zhuang Zhou gave a slow 'hmm', and then stopped talking.

Seeing him, Wen Xiaoyun seemed a little unhappy, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Zhou lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Nothing."

That night.

Zhuang Zhou took the statue out of Wen Xiaoyun's room and stopped sleeping with Wen Xiaoyun. After saying hello to Wen Xiaoyun, he climbed up to the rooftop by himself.

Sitting under the starry night sky, Zhuang Zhou worried about what to do, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a good solution.

"I'm terrible, Uncle Priest." He touched his chest and said angrily, "I'm actually jealous of others."

The great priest uncle said that God wants to be fair.

Bless every believer fairly. When a believer puts in some effort, as a god, he will give him fair luck.

The believers who work harder will get more blessings.

At this point, God must do it. He cannot give this person good luck if he does not work hard.

Therefore, gods cannot have evil thoughts. Gods with evil thoughts will no longer be so fair.

Now he is jealous of others.

Jealousy is also a kind of evil thought.

He is not a qualified god.

Zhuang Zhou fell into distress. When he was with the great priest before, the priest's uncle warned him more than once that gods cannot have evil thoughts, and gods with evil thoughts are very terrifying.

What should he do?

Zhuang Zhou sat blankly for more than an hour, and finally didn't know what to do, so he had to slowly go back downstairs with the statue in his arms.

At the door of the room, Wen Xiaoyun didn't know how long he stood there.

Seeing Zhou Zhou coming down from the roof, Wen Xiaoyun put a coat on him and said softly, "Zhou Zhou, shall we talk?"

Zhuang Zhou felt guilty: "What are you talking about?"

Wen Xiaoyun: "You are a little unhappy today."

Zhuang Zhou pursed his lips, feeling even more guilty.

Wen Xiaoyun opened his personal terminal, revealing the notepad marked 'highlight must see', and said: "Do you remember? If you don't like it, you can tell me if you are unhappy."

Zhuang Zhou was a little entangled: "I just... just made a mistake that a god can't make, I, I went to reflect..."

Wen Xiaoyun thought for a while and asked, "Maybe it's not a mistake?"

Zhuang Zhou whispered, "It's a mistake, I'm jealous."

Wen Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment: "Jealous?"

Zhuang Zhou lowered his head and lowered his voice: "I hate it when you smile at others, I want you to smile only at me..."

After he finished speaking, he blushed, and when he blushed, he was also very troubled: "Gods must not have evil thoughts, I am jealous of others, I am not a qualified god."

Wen Xiaoyun didn't expect this to be the reason.

He was stunned for a long time before recovering from Zhou Zhou's annoyance.

As a general, it was the first time he lost his mind for such a long time, which was a fatal mistake on the battlefield.

But it was still not as good as Zhou Zhou's words, which caused waves in his heart.

Seeing that Xiao Yun didn't speak, Zhou Zhou lowered his head even lower, feeling ashamed to face others.

He is so ashamed.

"Zhou Zhou." Wen Xiaoyun finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "I remember you said that there are many kinds of evil thoughts..."

Zhuang Zhou nodded sullenly: "Yes."

Wen Xiaoyun took the statue in his hand, put it on the table, and then took out the incense burner and candles from Space Torque, all of the same style as him.

Wen Xiaoyun obviously has no faith, and he doesn't know when he prepared it.

Zhuang Zhou was wondering what Wen Xiaoyun wanted to do, when he saw Wen Xiaoyun lit candles and incense, and worshiped Zhuang Zhou's idol.

Zhuang Zhou's eyes widened suddenly: "You..."

What is he doing?

He clearly, clearly said...

Wen Xiaoyun finished worshiping earnestly, inserted the incense into the incense burner, turned around and looked at Zhuang Zhou again, he took Zhuang Zhou's hand and put it on his chest: "Listen now, you can hear me Wish?"

The heart under the palm of his hand was beating very fast. When Wen Xiaoyun worshiped him, he felt his belief collector also beating. A very pious and pious belief surged up. The power of this belief , even surpassing the richness of the little broken.

The man who once said he had no faith, now gave him all his faith.

However, he really didn't hear Wen Xiaoyun's wish.

Zhuang Zhou was a little dazed: "Can't hear..."

"Because I also have evil thoughts in my heart." Wen Xiaoyun said softly: "I have committed greed, I like you, I like you so much, so I greedily want to keep you by my side forever,"

Zhuang Zhou's face turned red little by little.

Wen Xiaoyun said: "I also committed lust. I want to kiss you, hug you, and want to ... offend you."

The author has something to say: PS——

Wen Xiaoyun: Blasphemy in various senses.

The stupid author with a scumbag emotional drama, wrote for hours, wrote and deleted, and finally came out... Sorry, it's late!

The writing skills are limited, and the writing skills are also limited QAQ, if you think this confession scene is not well written, just pretend that I am my sister who wrote it o(╥﹏╥)o

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5 sunken boats;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Naluwa; outside Chang'an city, I heard that there is a power outage? , 5 bottles of _huangkaka; 3 bottles of ink dyeing; 1 bottle of Yuluotong, Zhichun, Henghai, and the eighth unit;

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