The metaphysics boss wears thousands of people to suspect cannon fodder

"The opponent's progress is 90.00%."

"Please 444 and this host, complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise it will be regarded as passive sabotage."

- A friendly reminder from the main system.

When he wakes up, System 444 is facing a formidable enemy.As the first mission, the system 444 was very aggrieved when faced with failure.

I am very diligent, but my host... is all because I was young at the time, and my blindness was not treated in time, and now I say it is mostly tears.

Daily nagging, to persuade the host to work hard and be a positive and good person.

But System 444 also understands that it is not realistic, and sometimes it moves itself but cannot move the other party.

But if you don't do this, you will always make yourself feel like you are dead, and your existence has no meaning.

Today's host is still early, ran a few laps, and took a shower in the early morning.The whole person is as beautiful as the green onions just picked in the yard, fresh and tender.

What's the use of being handsome?

If you can't complete the task, just wait to be sanctioned by the Lord God!

System 444 complained in his heart, but in the face of this "hidden boss", 444 didn't dare to speak seriously.

"Host, the other party is about to complete the task, you and I will wait for the punishment of the Lord God. But you don't have to worry, you are already enough floor tiles in the world, nothing will happen."

The little bear doll told himself that it is against the law of the universe to ask for the Buddha and kill the host.

Unexpectedly, today's host took the wrong medicine and offered to say, "It's almost time to do something."

The corner of System 444's mouth twitched, "You better stop doing it, after all, what else can you do now?"

The other party is just about to hit the door, aren't you rushing up to be insulted?

Give up early, heal early, even if you are exiled to the outer edge of the world, don't we still have the dignity of bullshit?

At this time the doorbell rang, and Su Hengwu opened the door joyfully, and came in with a large courier in his arms.

System 444, "Host, what did you buy?"

Su Hengwu ran upstairs wearing his slippers. Xu Xinghe has embarked on the road of working hard to become stronger since he said something strange.Su Hengwu is not a cold-blooded person, so he naturally pointed out the most difficult path for him.

I don't know whether this trip is dead or alive, Su Hengwu doesn't care, just save him after he dies.

Now, it's time for him to figure out the world.

"Zi la..."

The cold blade cut through the tape, revealing the yellow paper, cinnabar, and brush inside.

System 444 looked puzzled, stretched out his small hand and poked it, the texture of the paper was particularly rough.

"Host, what exactly do you want?"

444 scanned the thing in front of him, and the output result in the automatic detection was—a symbol.Soon, the system 444 downloaded a lot of content about metaphysics symbols in the store. Relying on the built-in analysis, 444 felt suffocated, and even cried in his arms: woo woo woo, what are these densely packed ghost things! ! ! !

His bean-sized eyes moved, looked at the host, and said in his heart, no way, no way, the host turned out to be a person from the Taoist sect.According to the book, drawing and engraving talismans requires concentration and concentration, and one stroke is the most difficult thing to do without regrets. If you don't pay attention, you will fail.

Even the gifted sons of today's metaphysics masters have a success rate of only three or four out of ten, and most of them have one out of ten. They can be praised for their excellent talent.

He thought, no wonder he had to buy so many yellow papers, and he didn't know how many of them would be successful in this box... Ahh, what's the use of the symbols! ! ! !

Metaphysics can't fucking save the mission! ! !

System 444 mourns in silence.

Just as the system was crying silently, Su Hengwu folded the things and put them aside, picked up the brush, and began to draw symbols.

I want to see what you can draw!

System 444 probes past.

I saw a "." stuck firmly on the yellow paper.

System 444, "???"

Su Hengwu's writing hand has thin and distinct joints, and is as white as warm jade. Although he is sitting lazily and boneless, judging from that bone appearance alone, he is extremely beautiful-of course ignore the idiot-like ".", At least pretending to be able to bluff one or two people.

"Host, let me download some basic techniques for drawing symbols for you, for free."

What else can I do, the host I chose can't be killed, right?

Su Hengwu frowned, slightly reluctant, "Okay, I also want to see how the symbols are drawn now."

Feelings are really a novice? ? ?

Fortunately, he was boastful before, he is an ancestor, clearly a small ancestor!

System 444 took a deep breath and sent the downloaded pdf version to Su Hengwu.

Unexpectedly, Su Hengwu suddenly said, "You download the pdf version for free, is it considered a pirated version? Although you are a system, spreading other people's intellectual achievements constitutes infringement, right? Your master god has no sense of copyright?"

System 444, "???"

You, is there something wrong? ? ?

System 444 kept smiling, "They have been dead for hundreds of years, and the copyright expires in 50 years, and the dead who infringe the copyright are not counted as infringement!"

Su Hengwu rubbed the tip of his nose, "But this is a supernatural zone. Logically speaking, the soul is immortal, and the copyright is immortal."

"You are really... the reincarnation of Archimedes."

The father of the bullshit!

System 444 swells.

Su Hengwu smiled coldly, "I don't mind if you call me Dad."

System 444 immediately changed the subject, "Then what are you going to do with the symbol?"

Su Hengwu, "Of course it's to recruit ghosts."

"Recruit a ghost?"

According to the book, recruiting ghosts is a very dangerous and complicated act. It must pay attention to the right time, place, and people, and it needs to open the altar to attract energy. It is not taboo to "omit 10086 cases", and the final success rate is extremely low. What's more, It is easy to attract evil spirits and be backlashed by ghosts!

System 444 understands that the entry-level Xiaobai in front of him can't do it. He has been wandering around the mall, waiting for the host to be attacked by ghosts, and Baba asked him for help.

That's great.

Su Hengwu seemed to be completely ignorant of these operations. He just held the unprincipled talisman and threw it lightly into the air. He didn't even know the basic morality—bloodletting and chanting.

"The soul of Xie Hanjing, has always been."

System 444 rolled his eyes, waiting for Su Hengwu to fail.

Sure enough, after a word, nothing happened.

444's mouth is almost grinning to the sky, "Oh, host, failure is success, why don't you do it a few more times. Modern metaphysical evocation is one in a million, why don't you practice more, or let's change the direction and recognize it earlier , give up early."

The smile was still on the corner of Su Hengwu's mouth, and then it gradually faded. He cast a look at 444, "You're right."

444, "Good host."

Su Hengwu said quietly, "It's better to change the direction, after all, summoning the dead is much faster than summoning the living."

444 was puzzled, "What the hell??? Xie Hanjing is not dead??? You're afraid that Xuanmai soaked ginseng and drank it??"

444, who accidentally exposed his attributes, hurriedly covered his mouth with his paws, and then changed into a soft and cute sweetheart meowing.

"Host, you just failed. People need to see their own strength, don't play second grades all day long."

Su Hengwu stretched out his writing brush and pointed at it, his pupils were very bright, like ashes of stardust flickering after the universe was shattered.

"Failure?" Su Hengwu chuckled, "I will never fail!"

The host, who has always been as lazy as a cat, stretched out sharp claws.

At this moment, he was full of arrogance that couldn't be suppressed.

"For me, it's as easy as breathing."

At that moment, System 444 swallowed unconsciously. Seeing that Su Hengwu didn't even use a spell, he drew two strokes in the air with his plain hand. Same! ! !

It's as natural as breathing, and as smooth as whipped cream. If there is anyone in the Taoist sect at this moment, they will be so shocked that they will scratch their eyes!

System 444 knelt down unconsciously.

After a while, a figure appeared in the room, holding a thick stack of books in his hand, and said respectfully: "Hi, what you asked for has been brought to you."

Cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead, and after handing the things to Su Hengwu, he slipped away quite quickly.

·

"Did you send it away?"

A male civil servant, staff number 318 of the underworld, after returning from Su Hengwu's place, he was questioned by his boss who was always known as the King of Poker Hades.

The employees are all good people, good at observing words and deeds, and the boss is like this, so the subordinates naturally pay attention to it.

The new intern didn't know how to measure, so he ran to his boss in a daze and asked, "Boss, who is that man?"

Bo Ke's face was terrified, and it was very inappropriate to match his thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Did you take the photo you secretly took? Hurry up and announce it to the whole prefecture. If you see him, you must give in to him! No matter what weird request he makes, you must satisfy him!"

"Hiss..." It's rare in the world for a boss to show such an expression. The subordinates became more and more curious. Relying on the fact that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he put on a sly face and asked for a sliver of relevant information in a daze.

The boss sighed, "Actually, I don't know which god he is."

Leng Touqing stared at the big eyes of the same age, "I don't know that you are still so respectful to him?"

The boss slapped him on the head, "I don't know, it's because of my authority and experience that I don't have the right to get in touch with the secrets of the immortals, it's not that they are not powerful."

"So...?" Lengtouqing looked expectant.

The boss was silent for a moment and said, "I heard that this person has a great background and is related to the creation of the world. If we really want to count it, we descendants, we have to call others, old ancestors."

He was stunned, "Isn't it? Didn't the God of Creation fly to the Nine Heavens long ago?"

"Indeed, no one knows the inside story, but now that God is returning to the human world, let's go along with it, lest he get angry and destroy this world."

"What? Could it be that this ancestor once destroyed the world?" Lengtouqing showed a melon-eating expression, with the words "Let me see" written brightly on his face.

Thinking of the things my grandfather told me, the boss shook his head, "At the beginning of the prehistoric era, there was once a sect. It is rumored that this sect was very good. Even the Nuwa and Fuxi that we passed on by word of mouth were only disciples of the outer sect, and disciples of the inner sect. He is responsible for creating the Dao of Heaven, and this person has blown up the Dao of Heaven several times, and even one of them was unhappy and directly destroyed several planets..."

Lengtouqing gasped, "Ah, isn't it...it's too scary!"

The boss frowned, "What can I do, my ancestors can only be pampered! Hurry up and contact the Heavenly Court to see how it ends."

Lengtouqing didn't dare to delay, and crawled away.

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