"Okay, because the God of Death doesn't have the smell of what I hate, let's do it for the time being." Fatty Ju nodded reluctantly and ran to the balcony to go with her hair.

"Little brat, it's okay to live here, but there are two points. First, you can't smoke. Second, don't let me make you a Sichuan spicy hotpot, huh?"

Qin Qingqiao sat on the chair and looked at the god of death who was pretending to be asleep. He was not good at cooking before. In the past two years, he had eaten a special patient meal in the life group. The food was served automatically when the cat claw moved.

If a little brat wants to eat something hot pot or big meal on a whim, that won’t work.

"Sister, I live here. What do I want to eat? Even if I say, Sichuan spicy hot pot is nothing I am not good at in the eight major cuisines. I don't smoke, so I don't smoke. I just thought of the kid who used to live next door to our house. I held a cigarette with nothing to do. I felt very hungry, so I tried it. It was just that except for choking."

"You are still a chef, and there are no eight major cuisines you are not good at?" The little kid, Death, had a pretty tone.

"And, I used to go to the palace to eat the food made by the imperial chef. I have eaten the dishes made by the chefs in several five-star restaurants these days. I feel that the taste is not as good as the chefs hundreds of years ago, but I still like the hemp and spicy food in Sichuan cuisine."

"I like Sichuan cuisine, too. You still haven't eaten the essence of Sichuan cuisine. In addition to the hemp and spicy Sichuan cuisine, it also has fish fragrance and boiled cabbage..."

"I know this. If you want to eat authentic Sichuan cuisine, you don't have to go to a big hotel, a fly restaurant in the alley, and that delicious life!"

"By the way, there are also pandas from Sichuan. Sister, why don't we go see pandas together for a long time?"

"My dearest friend, bounty hunter, aunt, sou1, please check your email and then discuss panda? I'm waiting to register for the quota!"

Qin Qingqiao and Death discussed with relish, and a terrible face suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Mike, are there still people who were beaten? Is your profession dangerous to be in danger of your life?"

"No, it's a disaster from the sky. I met a lunatic child..." Mike held two bruised panda eyes, and his nose bridge seemed a little crooked. Fortunately, his front teeth were not knocked off and he spoke clearly without showing any slightest expression.

"Damn it, it's this little brat, I'll beat me up for no reason." Mike saw the god of death sitting on the sand, his eyes were full of raging fire.

"Hmm?" Qin Qingqiao looked at the god of death.

The god of death raised his legs and crossed his legs, "Sister, how old do you think this person is? He lives without any transparency. At such an old age, he can't even tell the color. He is ashamed."

"Sou1, our Mike family is a low-key family. How could we wear bright colors? He just said that I was wearing green, like a mantis. If a child is not polite, he would just take action if he disagreed with him?"

He stood up from the sand with a look of death, put his hands on his waist, "Sister, come and judge. He was wearing green, but he insisted on saying it was dark black, and he said that he could do it cheaply at night. You wear this bright green at night to be a living target. If I don't wake you up, I'm afraid you won't know how you died that day."

A dressed in green? The little brat said right, your Mike family is low-key and only wears green.

Qin Qingqiao finally knew a mystery of the world. The Mike family did not have a special liking for green from top to bottom, but the Mike family had hereditary red-green blindness.

It is difficult to distinguish between red and green, light green and dark blue, purple and blue, purple and gray, and green is often regarded as gray or dark black.

"And, let's discuss this issue later. Mike, what's in the email?" Qin Qingqiao asked.

"Every player who automatically advances to become an independent system has to fill out a form. It was not that urgent. There were a few people who advanced this time, and it seemed that something was wrong. Therefore, this year's knockout round must be advanced. I actually don't want to meet you in this way." Mike said a little annoyed.

"What went wrong? What happened?" Qin Qingqiao remembered that he had completed the chapter "Conquer All Disobedience" and the world of Savior was immediately upgraded to 2.o, and then he also upgraded additional patches.

The world of Saviors is so unreliable? There are so many loopholes that you have to make up for anytime?

"It's just that someone exploited the loophole, probably that's it. One more player who has advanced to the Freedom System has even more..." McEvery explained in a verbal way.

"One more or even more? How can it be impossible to find out? How many people are under each mission officer? Is the mission officer not sure about it?"

Qin Qingqiao was speechless. It was like during World War II, when a country sent 80 troops, but when he returned, one more, turned into 81 people. This funny mistake actually appeared in the world of the Savior.

"Two of my colleagues died, and the information disappeared. It is estimated that it may have something to do with the glory of billions, but who knows? My dearest friend, I solemnly announce that you should cherish the friendship between me and you, because I don't know when I will disappear."

After Mike said that, he wiped the tears, but he didn't have any tears. With that face that was similar to a pig's head, if combined with a miserable piece of music, it would be miserable!

"The glory of billions of glory has come to an end, and now the spring breeze is blowing and born again? Mike, don't betray you, I know that there is absolutely no good thing every time you take the initiative."

Qin Qingqiao clicked on the email address and there was a black-backed and golden form with information such as time to complete tasks, chapters, social tasks completed, when to advance, etc. The form has been filled out. Qin Qingqiao only needs verification to complete it.

"Don't you have all these data? Now I'll do it again? Just to exploit the extra people who have found their vulnerabilities?"

"Sou1, I really don't know what it is. What I can tell you is that this knockout round is definitely an opportunity for you. The Red 123 is in the hands of the contestants, plus Red 1, and you have half of the Red typing cards in your hand. I dare not say this record in the future. You are the only one so far."

"But I believe you without reservation. You will definitely collect all the red card cards." Mike said affirmatively.

"How to eliminate the elimination method in the knockout stage?" Qin Qingqiao asked.

"In the past, the knockout rounds were always left with 50. Those who were eliminated would be punished by the failure of the game. If such a shame happens, I honestly don't know the rules of this knockout round."
Chapter completed!