Chapter 1766 Diary of the Last Dean

The vast and desolate space is silent and silent, and the splendid light strips are spread out in the distance like a curtain, like a bright cosmic starry sky.

Soul locks are floating in the boundless nothingness.

He is already used to the life here, from the irritability at the beginning to the current heart like water, the change is so great that even he himself is a little unbelievable.

Maybe it's because the voice of the Lord of Doom is missing in my mind?

Soul Lock does not know the answer, but the magic phone must have played a great role in this process. Perhaps in a sense, he is still a customer of the Origin Mall.

After being busy for so long, he has written a lot of his own experiences.

He actually recalled many memories that he thought had long been forgotten, and what he originally wrote was also revised and revised. It took so long to finally be reluctantly satisfied.

By the way, since it is going to be published on the magic phone, it also needs a name.

After thinking about it for a long time, a good name finally appeared in my mind - "The Diary of the Last Dean".

Soul Lock has seen countless members of the End God Court who have forgotten themselves, and the whispers in their minds will gradually swallow their memories. When they are completely captured by the whispers, they will also become part of the Lord of the End.

Soul Lock hopes to use a "diary" to prove that he has existed in this world.

The golden vertical eyes like reptiles quietly looked at the screen of the magic phone, even if it was him, he felt a little nervous for no reason at this time.

Subconsciously, he took a few deep breaths, as if he could use this to calm down his mood.

The cover was shot by himself, and the subject was a strange black fog, which made people feel uncomfortable just looking at it. The background was the strange space he was in, and the visual impact was very strong.

Are you sure to release the "Diary of the Last Dean"?

A light curtain suddenly popped up in front of him. Soul Lock was not surprised by this. After hesitating for a long time, he finally made a decision and chose the option of confirmation.

The content on the light curtain suddenly changed.

Your work "The Diary of the Last Dean" has been successfully released. Please keep it updated daily and abide by the work specifications. I wish you an early rise to the top of the list.

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Soul Lock's expression was a little dazed. The light screen displayed the work he just released. The text that had been revised many times before and was no longer familiar now seemed to have a slightly different feeling.

According to the customers on the Magic Phone, he is now a signed author of the Origin Mall.

"The author..."

Soul Lock grunted, with a bit of emotion in his words.

His dignified Master of the Last Divine Court... The former Master Master, a transcendent existence in the realm of the middle-rank Venerable, has now become the author of the story, and I am afraid that no one will believe it.

From the name of the Lord of the End inexplicably to the name of another god, life is really full of fun...

Soul Lock shook his head, scratched his fingernails on his cheeks a few times, sparks burst out, and the "squeak" sound was extremely harsh, and he was ready to start writing a story.

Although he has a manuscript, he can't rely on the manuscript to spend every day. Writing also requires a state. Soul Lock has personal experience to confirm this.

Some time ago, he was in a bad mood because he was always losing in Fighting the Landlord, so he didn't write for a few days.

When he thought about writing and regained his original state, it took him a long time. Soul Lock kept this matter in his heart and insisted on writing every day.

...

Luo Chuan opened his eyes and stared blankly at the snow-white roof.

who I am?

where am i?

what am i doing?

After being at a loss for a long time, he realized that he had returned to the Origin Mall.

Yao Ziyan wasn't used to being around, but the quality of sleep improved a lot.

He sat up, scratched his hair, stretched his waist, and reluctantly left the soft and comfortable big bed.

The early morning sun shines through the window to illuminate the dust in the room, and the gentle breeze comes oncoming along the gap of the window, with moisture and freshness, it should be a good weather today.

Walking out of the door, I happened to see Yao Ziyan yawning and leaving the room.

Xu was just waking up, his face was still a little lazy, his long hair was scattered randomly, rubbing his eyes with his hands, he noticed Luo Chuan in front of him.

"Boss got up early."

The voice is soft and waxy, a little more cute than usual.

"I can't sleep anymore." Luo Chuan looked at Yao Ziyan's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Why do you look like you haven't woken up?"

When he was about to go to bed on weekdays, Yao Ziyan didn't have much sleepiness, this girl slept less time than Luo Chuan.

"I didn't pay attention to the time." Yao Ziyan was still confused.

Rejecting Luo Chuan's suggestion to let him fall asleep, he yawned and got into the kitchen.

Luo Chuan was a little uneasy, so he simply followed, of course, just to fight and peel the ingredients.

It's been half an hour before breakfast is ready.

As usual, I poured a few bottles of Coke, Sprite, etc. to the World Tree. After a long time, it looked a lot more lush, and the green leaves were shining with stars.

Luo Chuan didn't know what to think, smacking his mouth.

The World Tree suddenly exuded a ring

prepared idea.

"I didn't want to do anything to you?" Luo Chuan's reaction to the potted plants in the store was rather speechless.

World Tree can't speak.

Luo Chuan ignored it, and his eyes fell on the little black ball who had not seen him for a long time. He suddenly had a bold idea just now.

Reach out and poke.

The little black ball was unclear, because the whole body was black, Luo Chuan couldn't tell which side of it was positive.

"The glorious task of watering it will be left to you in the future."

Luo Chuan regretted a little why he didn't think of this sooner, it really shouldn't be.

The little black ball looked at the back of Luo Chuan leaving, and continued to wonder why.

The taste of breakfast is mainly light, and it is still the type of Guangzhou morning tea.

Luo Chuan felt that if Yao Ziyan prepared breakfast according to this type, it should not be repeated for a long time.

"The first day of the holiday, take a good rest today." Luo Chuan had already made a plan, and at the same time sent a steamed dumpling into the mouth, the mouth was soft and elastic, and it tasted smooth and fresh.

I don't know what kind of creature's meat it is, but it tastes good anyway.

"Hey, the first day? Isn't today the second day?" Yao Ziyan was a little surprised.

"Huh?" Luo Chuan corrected Yao Ziyan's words, "Your timing is wrong, I mean yesterday is not counted, today and tomorrow are two days off, and the day after tomorrow, I will go to Medicine Valley to finish the rest of the movie. "

Yao Ziyan: "..."

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