Chapter 317 Ghost Card 188

Folks of the Earth...remnant fellows! I am coming again!

Recently, I, the old man, have enjoyed great success and have begun to take steps to conquer the universe.

How are you in hell? I really envy you. You can pick up beauties and children everywhere in the zombie world, and live a life like the ancient emperor with three palaces and six courtyards and 108 concubines without shame or shame. I wish that all of your concubines will have a body like Zhang Yide, a face like Guan Yunchang, and strength like Lu Bi. At first glance, they will be the best materials for fertility. To be honest, in the last days, such a woman would live a long time and it would be easy to raise a child without a man having to worry about her.

However, no matter what, you are still not as good as me. Old man, I am now heading towards the stars and the sea. Do you think so?

The first alien planet I visited was called "Asgard", a place like a floating castle. It was super rich and evil. The roads were paved with magic stones that were more precious than diamonds. Can you letter? I secretly asked the losers to knock down some. These big losers are really annoying!

Originally, I wanted to take it as my own, but this place was Sol's home, and I was too embarrassed to do anything, so I let them go. His mother was so beautiful that she snatched it away.

Later I went to another planet: Vanaheim.

Maybe you want to say that conquering the universe shouldn't be like this. It has to be bloody, right?

But I still didn’t kill them because the Warner Protoss made me greedy! The Warner Protoss is an immortal race. If humans want to extend their lifespan, they have to do it! They can increase the average human life span by at least ten times! The old man failed to catch up with this good era, what a big loss!

The preliminary ideological transformation of the Warner Protoss has been completed. You don’t think that the old man will do nothing to them, right? After all, they are foreigners, and so are the Asirs. Don't think of me as Jesus, old man, I will do anything shameless for my little bastards who are both annoying and annoying!

First of all, they have to have a favorable impression of the people on Earth. Otherwise, they will all regard themselves as gods and the people on Earth will be inferior species. Sooner or later, they will start fighting. This is easy to handle. Just connect the favorability level to the horizontal line. Then slowly increase the amount later to avoid making them suspicious.

We all love each other so much. Wouldn’t it be nice if we went to bed together to create a long-lived child?

Forget about the Ice Clan and leave it to the children to attack from now on. They are all ice scum and ugly. Even if they are viewed from a weird angle, their descendants will all be doomed to freeze to death on the road and become extinct sooner or later.

So, I can’t think of any purpose for this race to exist? If we talk about the art of making ice, now there is air conditioning in summer. Otherwise, the old man can ring a bell and sell popsicles to them in the future. What is the use of these ice tribes? Are you trying to steal business from me?

Oh, yes, I forgot to mention it. The old man knows ice magic. He is very good at it. If you want ice at a few degrees below zero, it will be fine. I am afraid that you dare not eat it or cannot eat it, so there is no need for others to interfere.

The little old man selling popsicles...

Is that what it's called? Why does this name feel familiar? Where does it come from?

Let me think about it...

Who is Andersen? I thought about it for two hours and took a nap before I remembered the name. Is he the charcoal seller?

He is worried about the charcoal and wants the weather to be cold... He is a noble man. What he said is so great. He is worried about the country and the people and the Qing Dynasty. He has a scoundrel with great kung fu named Zhan Zhao.

How could a charcoal seller be a guard?

His business must be huge!

Is he also bald? And a chainsaw?

This story needs to be recalled carefully. Taoyuan Town will usher in another wave of baby boom. Then we will have to tell stories to some naughty children. We can’t do it without some stock.

I can’t write anymore, I’ll talk about it next time.

****

Postcard No. 188, an auspicious number! Immortality depends on you~!

Burn it quickly and get...

-

1 year old! ?

Presbyopia?

How could my age be deducted?

Athos!

Really -1 year old!

The old man obviously wrote so hard! How could you take my life back?

It’s strange, why are there still people with negative years? This is strange, it’s the first time!

What bastard did that?

Or is it that everyone on Earth died accidentally? No one will accept my ghost coins anymore?

Do you want me to go back? As long as I can go back, with my current ability, I will definitely be able to lead the remaining people to make mankind stand at the top of the nation in the universe again, believe it or not?

well……

One misstep and you become a street guy.

I don’t know if there will be any retribution for me causing trouble here now.

However, the old man didn’t put any viruses randomly now. They were all high-end things. They wouldn’t kick me to another world again, right?

By the way, the old man is no longer on the earth, so what kind of existence can't kick me even if he wants to?

Should I settle down in Warner?

But most of the losers are on Earth. Without their service, how can I live a happy life as an elderly person?

No, no, we have to go back. The teleportation array has been repaired. It's time to go back.

...Is there another possibility, that is...that it would be counterproductive for me to write a short essay while on an alien planet? This thing has to be written on earth?

When I get back, I will quickly ask the losers to contribute a short essay to me to make up for my lost energy.

Saul, that bastard, looks great in his essay, but actually has limited effect. I can no longer trust him in the future. He is just an inexperienced rookie. It seems that this matter needs to be dealt with by an experienced guy like Tony.

It's just that he's super busy right now, and I feel very embarrassed. He's working hard for the entire human race. I'm selfish when I go to him, so I'd better save my face and wait until he's done with this mecha.

He said that he has made great progress recently. Thanks to the mandatory visit to the magic cannon that I took him to see the day before yesterday, he now understands how to make energy transmission materials. He said something that made me confused. Fortunately, I kept humming. I didn't express any opinions, I just encouraged him, otherwise it would be embarrassing for him to see through.

Is this guy similar to my Einstein?

When I think of my Einstein, I feel sad again. My wet wipes are stained with tears. It was me who caused him harm.

I decided to change my name from now on: No Waste!

Uh...where's your last name? You can't have a last name, can you? If someone withholds my last name to show respect, and then calls me affectionately: "Neng Lang", I have a bad memory now. What if I believe it is true and cheat again, and Tony is killed?

So, I decided to change my last name: Wan Qian, and add my first name: Can’t Waste, that’s all.

Although he is a bit longer, he is not a foreign minister. Russian names are always long.

Don’t waste it~~!

Is this name too Japanese?

Change: Ten million?

Absolutely no waste?

Feeling better.

Never let it go to waste...

not good! What if my wife affectionately calls me "Langlang" from now on?

Could I have misunderstood her?

Is it so difficult to come up with a name? The liver and intestines are broken.

Find time to think it over again.

What does it taste like?

Garcia is here, what is he serving so delicious?

It’s better to be a female loser, who can be considerate. Look at Severs and his group of male losers. After they came to Warner, they all ran away and went crazy without taking me with them. What’s the use?

"Garcia, is it something delicious?"

Thanks to "Little Flowers in White" for daily appreciation