The sand sculpture little sun dressed as a paranoid villain

Ye Zhuo is also a little speechless, may I ask if this person dislikes him a little now?

Thinking about it again, it shouldn't be, probably because this believer doesn't want to blaspheme the gods!Well, that must be the case, that's right!Even if he is sensible, he actually knows how to sacrifice the whole bed to his god to sleep in.

In the end, Fu Yiyang looked a little more pleasing to the eye...

However, it is normal for the gods to spoil their fanatics. Ye Zhuo finally got a believer. Now is the time when he is excited, and he is also super considerate to the believers. Before going to bed, he gave sunshine and a promise from the gods : "I promise you a good dream tonight."

Although there is no divine power, this promise is useless, it can only be regarded as a little humanistic care.

And as his words fell, the living room was instantly filled with sunlight.

Then Ye Zhuo yawned and went back to the room.

After taking a shower and slumping on the bed, I heard 666 in my mind, using that cute little milk voice, saying cutely: "Host, so you are really a god."

Ye Zhuo was totally different from his followers to his system: "Nonsense! Could it be that you think I'm crazy?"

666 is embarrassed to say that it really suspected that its host had a mental problem.

666 instantly dogged: "My lord! I have something to trouble you... I don't know why, but I lost 10 minutes of time. I have checked myself many times." 666 was so anxious that he was going crazy.

Ye Zhuo thought, lost time?Isn't this something that Xuan Xiaojiu is good at, so he talked to 666 about what is the God of Time and what is the authority of time, and let him prepare, maybe one day Xuan Xiaojiu will call him again.

666 suddenly realized, and let out a very aggrieved "Oh".

Ye Zhuo went to look at the mission again, and found that due to the influx of Fu Yiyang's power of faith before, his first mission had already been completed!

But the skill "A Thousand Splendid Suns" that I got... is even more cheating, it doesn't feel as good as "Sunshine".

The effect of the skill is: the body will have the smell of the sun.

Ye Zhuo was really speechless, and rolled his eyes to the sky.

He doesn't sell perfume, so what is the use of this skill!Will it be misunderstood by humans that they don't take a bath?Anyway, the skills of super waste did not run away.

The new task looks like this:

[Main task 2] Harvest 100 ml of power of faith.

Task reward: Learn the solar system spell "Sun Like Fire".

Mission Progress: 1/100.

The names of the skills are super strange, and it is completely impossible to tell what kind of skill it is. Ye Zhuo just read it.His focus is on...

If the task progress is already 1, Ye Zhuo counted with his fingers: From this point of view, just this time at night, Fu Yiyang contributed 9ml of the power of faith!Ahhh!Voice-activated solar generator or something, awesome!

The result is, a good night's sleep.

Fu Yiyang woke up very early the next day.

He just sat on the ground by the window and slept all night.The sun shines in, but it is just "light", which looks cold and alienated.

Now, he knows that the real sunshine is not like this.

His hands and feet were stiff and sore, but he was used to spending the night like this.

He always fell asleep like this.For as long as he could remember, he had never had a bed of his own.

The condition of his mental strength has improved again. At least, the sharp pain in his chest and the non-stop babbling in his mind have become bearable, and they no longer make him wish he could die in the next second.

He moved his hands and feet quietly in the early morning, washed up, ate his own nutrition, and then went to make breakfast for Ye Zhuo as promised.

Ye Zhuo arranged the food delivery, the intelligent robot would come every day, and the food freezer would always be replenished with new ones.He moved extremely fast, and finally, Ye Zhuo's breakfast was a sandwich.

After placing it on the table, he planned to leave.

The door of the bedroom was wide open, Ye Zhuo hugged a pillow, sleeping soundly.The quilt was kicked to the ground by him, the man seemed a little cold, his legs were curled up, and there was a bit of grievance on his face.

Fu Yiyang hesitated for a moment.

By accident, he still went to the bedroom, picked up the quilt, and covered Ye Zhuo.

The latter's aggrieved expression disappeared, and he held a corner of the quilt in his hands in satisfaction.

Fu Yiyang looked down at him.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he preferred to look down.

In other words, he prefers to observe from this angle.

The way this person speaks, the way this person's eyes move, even the trembling of this person's eyelashes, he is very interested.

At this time, he can look down like this, without having to hide his eyes or cover his heart, just look down and observe him.

Ye Zhuo's skin is so good that he can't even see a single pore. When he is asleep, he is defenseless, pure and harmless.

The neck was slender, and Fu Yiyang realized that his hands seemed to be able to wrap around the neck and break it easily.

That's... fragile.

The man's eyelashes were extremely long, like wings, fluttering slightly, leaving a thin shadow.

Makes him want to reach out and touch.

The hand that had been stretched out subconsciously stopped in mid-air strangely after he realized it.

His heart skipped a beat, and Fu Yiyang wanted to leave, but at this moment, Ye Zhuo muttered something and rolled over.

Fu Yiyang was almost frozen in place.

He...smelled something.

Doesn't belong to any food, doesn't belong to any flowers or perfumes or anything.

Fu Yiyang's mental strength is extremely strong, and his sense of smell is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. He will never forget what he has smelled - he is very sure that he has never smelled this kind of smell before.

It is very light, not pungent, cool and warm.

He couldn't describe that feeling, he just thought it smelled good.Once he smelled it, the smell seemed to penetrate everywhere, from his nose, his skin, and only drilled into his brain, making him comfortable and happy.

The smell seemed to come from Ye Zhuo.

Ye Zhuo, it smells good.

Fu Yiyang's back went numb, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.He moved closer, almost uncontrollably, a little closer, he thought—smelling more.

Then, at this moment, Ye Zhuo opened his eyes.

Ye Zhuo let out a breath, stretched out his hand lazily and rubbed his eyes, and buried himself deep in the quilt, but suddenly saw Fu Yiyang standing next to him, and subconsciously brushed himself "Sunshine".

Ye Zhuo raised his godly face and said: "Trust number one, what are you doing here? Do you pray early in the morning? No need. You can just pray casually. My God has already felt your piety , don’t stand next to my bed in the future, it just scared me.”

There was still no expression on Fu Yiyang's face, and his eyes were bottomless. He said, "You smell."

ah!Ye Zhuo woke up instantly, it was the unlucky "A Thousand Splendid Suns" skill!

I don't want this taste at all!All the believers thought they hadn't taken a bath!

Ye Zhuo was aggrieved, he could only cough dryly twice, and pretended to say, "Ah, this, this is the divine power of the original god, it has evaporated."

Fu Yiyang let out a "huh" and didn't know whether to believe it or not, but his eyes were still fixed on him, "What is this smell?"

"what?"

"...It smells good." Fu Yiyang said.

Ye Zhuo immediately stood up.

"It's the smell of the sun. My god is a god of the solar system. Praise the sun!" Ye Zhuo said proudly, "Well, it's amazing. This is also a miracle of my god."

Fu Yiyang gave another "hmm".

"It's a miracle!" Ye Zhuo said, such a delicious miracle, don't you want to show it, such as the power of faith, or the power of faith?

Fu Yiyang: "Yes."

The result is not expressed at all!There is no power of faith!Nothing at all, you big liar!

Ye Zhuo really wanted to ask, "Where is the power of faith for today?" But power of faith depends entirely on the piety of believers, if you ask for it, what will it be?

It’s as if the idol asked the fans to spend money by opening their mouths, and it’s as if the author is asking readers to comment on it in his speech, it’s completely impossible to speak, right!

Then, why not sing some song now, to conquer the power of faith for today?What are you singing?

Ye Zhuo was thinking about it, when he turned his head suddenly, he suddenly realized that he and Fu Yiyang were too close.

"What are you doing so close?" Ye Zhuo didn't care at all, he stretched out his hand and pushed him away, swaggered up, stretched twice, and said, "Is my breakfast ready?"

"Ah."

"Wow! The number one believer, you are so devout, you will soon be promoted to a fanatic!" Ye Zhuo cheered, forgetting about singing, and ran out to have breakfast.

Even the pervasive smell in the entire room gradually dissipated.

Fu Yiyang was dazed for a moment.

He thought: This is what the sun smells like.