Shenlong: Infinite evolution system super invincible

The system was pretending to be dead very well at the moment, so Long Jiuxiao simply ignored him and walked forward.

This is a small world made up of islands.

Although the creatures here are mainly aquatic, there are no fish at first glance, only some small shrimps.

Several blue and transparent shrimps circled around Long Jiuxiao, chirping excitedly: "Go and tell Mr. Bai that someone who looks like him has come to the island."

The system continued to pretend to be dead, and Long Jiuxiao simply followed these blue shrimps to a small island.

A middle-aged man in white clothes with fair skin and dull eyes was fishing on the beach.

The fish basket next to him was empty, and the middle-aged man placed a small book the size of his palm next to him.

Long Jiuxiao approached the middle-aged man, but he showed no reaction at all.

The handwriting on his little notebook was familiar to Long Jiuxiao after living in the mythical world for a long time: "Write important things three times and never write again. Writing books will make you stupid."

Looking at the three lines of big characters: Never write a book again, writing a book will make you stupid.

Long Jiuxiao was also confused. Could this guy be a street writer? He was stimulated and lived in seclusion on a desert island, pretending to be an outsider?

Zulonghaigou was given to him as a founding gift package. This is the biggest joke, okay?

Long Jiuxiao felt that he had been screwed by the system. It was someone else's system that only helped and did not cause trouble.

Our own system has always been ruthless and non-negotiable when trying to trick the host.

At this time, the man in white stared at him with his big, clear and innocent eyes, and after a long time he slowly asked: "Who are you?"

In the spirit of caring for the second uncle, Long Jiuxiao replied: "Hello, my name is Long Jiuxiao."

The man in white said "Oh" and continued to fiddle with the fishing rod. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and said, "I forgot, there are no fish here."

Long Jiuxiao was so shocked by him that he almost fell into the water. Seeing his impressive IQ, he was afraid that he would accidentally fall into the water. Long Jiuxiao said with concern: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

He swallowed the second half of the sentence without saying it, thinking that it would be easy for him to become a lost lamb.

The man in white said happily: "You are a kind-hearted person. What is your name?"

Long Jiuxiao began to regret, this guy's amnesia had reached the level of proficiency.

Long Jiuxiao could only say patiently: "My name is Long Jiuxiao, and I will take you home."

The man in white scratched his head, and after a long time he packed up the fish basket. He slowly stood up, looked at Long Jiuxiao with his big clear eyes, and asked obediently: "Which home do you want to send me to?"

Seeing how stupid he was, Long Jiuxiao resisted the urge to beat him.

Seeing that he couldn't afford to offend this living god, Long Jiuxiao could only say: "If you don't know where your home is, then just fish here and wait until your family comes to find you. Don't wander around."

Long Jiuxiao was about to run away, but the man in white affirmed: "There are no fish here!"

Long Jiuxiao's mind was filled with ellipses, and he secretly cursed the system for being unreliable.

There seemed to be a trace of vitality in the middle-aged man's eyes. He twitched his nose and asked firmly: "Are you going to be the emperor?"

Long Jiuxiao heard that this guy had some magical powers. He always wore common clothes when going out.

Deliberately teasing this sexy uncle, Long Jiuxiao sat on the stone next to him and said patiently: "Okay, I'll stay with you here and wait for your family to come home for dinner."

The man in white rummaged through his arms and took out an old bamboo slip.

Just as he was about to hand it to Long Jiuxiao, he saw the small notebook next to him.

Pick it up and read it out word by word: "Write important things three times and never write a book again. Writing a book will make you stupid."

Then he took the bamboo slip back and said firmly: "I can't give it to you!"