Summary: I, the Merchant Who Draws Cards, Join the Chat Group

　　 "Does Lord Shiroya see anything?"

　　 "It should be the simulation created a space, or even the space is not counted..."

　　 This is not a special space at all.

　　 It seems that there is no way to construct a space at all.

　　 "The approximate meaning is... a lie?"

　　 "It's not a lie, people are still dead, but you have to go and see before you know."

　　 What is going on at present is unclear.

　　 It is probably not a lie.

　　 Just go over and see for details.

　　 "I'm going to go and have a look next time!"

　　Saitama looked at Shiraya earnestly.

　　 He wants to try it.

　　 can't go on like this anymore, as a hero who is interested in, can no longer see so many innocent people join this game!

　　 "Okay, I'll go take a look too."

　　 Bai Ye asked before.

　　 I only need to enter inside and solve the matter.

　　 is also rewarded with points.

　　 How can I lose myself if I have points?

　　 "Lord Bai Ye, I want to go too!"

　　 The white night has passed, so Thor must not be able to watch Baiye go into this dangerous game.

　　 She must go with her, and she can protect him if there is any danger then.

　　 "It's not necessary, it's enough to have me and Saitama go there with you, Thor, you have to look at this place, this is a very important thing!"

"This......"

　　 A trace of hesitation flashed across Thor's face.

　　 But in the end, he agreed.

　　 Persevere in the white night and won't let myself pass.

　　 He himself is a very assertive person.

　　 Now that it has been decided, Thor would probably not agree to a change.

　　 "Take a break early, we will go to see tomorrow, and I am going to take a rest today."

　　 Bai Ye looked at the time.

　　 He is going to rest.

　　 After watching this live broadcast, if I want to be my previous self, I will definitely lose sleep.

　　 The **** level is directly full.

　　 This kind of technology cannot be forbidden.

　　 went back to the room, just when he was about to fall asleep.

　　 I felt like something got inside my quilt.

　　 Thor's dragon tail dragged directly to the quilt.

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the next day.

　　 Kangna took the knife and fork, tied her little scarf and waited for the meal.

　　 "Tor...have dinner..."

　　 Kang Na whispered to Thor's room.

　　 Gululu.

　　 My stomach can't stand it anymore.

　　 Strange, Thor used to make breakfast.

　　 Put down the knife and fork, Kang Na went to the refrigerator to find it, but it was a long time since she hadn’t purchased, and the food in the refrigerator was long ago.

　　 Maybe it’s a cold. I heard that the cold has been serious recently.

　　 Conna tried to find a reason for Thor.

　　 But she also knew how Long could catch a cold.

　　 lie on the sofa and hug her belly.

　　 So hungry...

　　 In a daze, Conna felt like she was already asleep.

　　 "Really, Conna, why are you sleeping on the sofa?"

　　 Thor took the cup and placed it on Conna.

　　 This sleep does not sleep in the room.

　　 "Master Thor, I'm hungry."

　　 "......"

　　 good fellow.

　　 See the child is hungry.

　　Tor opened the refrigerator and looked at it. There were no quick-frozen ingredients and the ingredients that had to be processed. She also said helplessly: "Wait for me later, I'll cook for you."

　　 While humming a small song, Thor is cooking while he is in a beautiful mood.

　　 "Tor seems to be very happy."

　　Conna looked at Thor with some doubts while propping her head.

　　 I looked good before, but suddenly I felt that Thor seemed to be in a good mood.

　　 "Hmm, I am very happy!"

　　 Thor held his cheek, and he was also happy.

　　 will make breakfast soon.

　　Tor hurriedly ran to Bai Ye's room, and threw directly on Bai Ye's body and said, "Master Bai Ye has gotten up for breakfast!"

"I see."

　　 yawned, Bai Ye rubbed his sleepy eyes.

　　 After washing up, he called Saitama next door.

　　 After a few people finished their breakfast.

　　 They also continue this yesterday.

　　 Compared to yesterday, Fuxue came here in a hurry for lunch.

　　 After lunch, I took a short break and started training.

　　 Bai Ye was lying on the rocking chair, closing his eyes and entering the skirt chat.

　　 Qiu Zixi: The white night is here, there is a live broadcast!

　　 Draw Master: Whose is it?

　　 Qiu Zixi: Uncle Jiu.

　　Today is the day when the old man was put up and buried.

　　 It just so happened that everyone was okay, so I wanted to see it, and after Jiu Shu used the Xisui Pill yesterday, he felt much better than before...

　　 Mana and physical fitness, because of his age, his physical fitness was not as good as that of Qiusheng.

　　 But it's different now.

　　 Forever eighteen years old: the ancestors are buried vertically, the future generations must be great?

　　 Qiu Zixi: What exactly is a burial, Master?

　　 Draw Master: Will Uncle Jiu catch Xiaoyu here? Don't let Qiusheng feel comfortable.

　　 Qiu Zixi: Wow, are you the devil?

　　 It's okay not to mention it. When I mention Jiu Shu, I think there is still a Xiaoyu here.

　　 That female ghost, she was cut off directly at the point of contact between the two of them.

　　 should be regarded as a change of the plot, right?

　　 Novice Village Chief: Don’t worry, this evildoer basically won’t have such a thing!

　　 If Jiu Shu doesn’t know the plot, it’s okay.

　　 After knowing the plot, this kind of thing will never happen!

　　 Zombie World.

　　 After taking out Mrs. Ren, Uncle Ji looked at Mrs. Ren and said, "Master Ren, please come with me."

　　 "This...good..."

　　 Master Ren hesitated.

　　 In the end, he decided to go with him.

　　 "Is there anything wrong with Uncle Jiu?"

　　 "It is such a master Ren. Although it is not good to say it, the old man may have become a zombie. I suggest you cremation. The zombies usually wake up first to kill their relatives!"

　　 This time, Uncle Jiu directly took Master Ren over there.

　　 said directly.

　　 After all, in the original book, Mrs. Ren has indeed become a zombie.

　　 And it was really the first one to kill Master Ren.

　　 It's not burning now, and he is also afraid of night long dreams.

　　 "Uncle Jiu can't do it, my father was most afraid of cremation when he was alive, don't you have a way, think of a way!"

　　 A trace of hesitation flashed across the face of Master Ren.

　　 He did a good job in filial piety.

　　 But in the movie, his father turned into a zombie and killed him.

　　 After all, there is some sorrow.

　　 Forever eighteen years old: Yes, Master Ren has started to die.

　　 Qiu Zixi: I don’t understand. Why do I already know that I will become a zombie, and I will be the first to harm myself, so why not burn Master Ren?

　　Ninja Dance King: I don’t quite understand, if there is a threat, shouldn’t the threat be eliminated?

　　 Be my son: Gu la la la la la la, this may be family affection, right?

　　 Draw Master: Baishan filial piety is the first. In that era, he would not cremate his parents. This is the kind of filial piety, right?

　　 If Bai Ye remembers correctly, even though Jiu Shu's era was already in the Qing Dynasty, the general trend has passed.

　　 But I have to say that I really do not cremate my parents.

　　 is especially like a squire like Mr. Ren, if he cremated his father, his reputation in Renjiazhen would not be very good.

　　 Novice Village Chief: As the master said, there are basically very few people here who cremated their parents.

　　 After all, the age is different, and people in that age rarely do this.