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Chapter 8 Thanks for the gift of the gods(2/2)

Those hunters who are on the front line against the gods are the country's precious treasures and heroes, and they all have great privileges.

Brother Jin Yingzhen can even mobilize the local garrison to assist when hunting gods.

"Um!"

Lin Baici nodded,

I am now a divine hunter, so sudden!

By the way, why don’t I feel dizzy and nauseated when I don’t have God’s grace?

"Just like the gaming industry and the entertainment industry, of course the god hunters also have their own circles. They sell some information to each other, exchange a few sacred objects, and even seek to form a team, etc."

Jin Yingzhen used her brother's account to log into some internal websites, and the information on them was an eye-opener for her.

"We ordinary people really don't know anything!"

Brother Gu wiped the lens of his Canon camera with a depressed look on his face.

They came back from picking tea leaves and stood by the door, listening to a lot of Jin Yingzhen's popular science.

"Ignorance is bliss!"

Sima Mu hehe: "For some people, knowing what the world really looks like will collapse!"

As a first-line female anchor, Hua Yueyu has a much larger social circle than people like Brother Gu and Old Auntie. She has heard a lot of gossip and rumors about Shenxu.

"Stop chatting, destroy the body and escape!"

Xu Xiu's head hurt, as if she had just woken up from a hangover and been tied to a roller coaster for more than half an hour.

"Oppa, let me get it for you!"

Jin Yingzhen took the initiative to pass the futon.

The old aunt moved her mouth, wanting to show off, but when she thought that this was a sacred object and polluted by rules, she did not dare to say anything.

"good!"

Lin Baici was not polite.

If he is holding a futon and encounters danger, he will not be able to fight.

Everyone walked out of the courtyard and looked at Lin Baici, waiting for him to make up his mind.

Lin Baici's performance allowed him to firmly take the position of leader of this seven-member temporary team without having to recommend himself.

"God, how do we go?"

Lin Baici asked in his heart.

The god didn't respond, but the slight feeling of hunger returned.

In the past, Lin Baici knew that when he suddenly felt hungry, there would be lost objects nearby, but now, the feeling of hunger is like a radar, pointing towards sacred objects.

"How about going to the Main Hall to see it?"

The female anchor suggested.

"You can have this!"

Little Sister Li was having fun in her misery and joked: "If it doesn't work out, you can pray to Bodhisattva for good luck!"

The black fog has dissipated a lot, and everyone can already see the hazy outline of the Main Hall.

"Then let's go!"

Lin Baici held a pine torch and took the lead in clearing the way, but not far away, the god spoke.

[Absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely! Don’t go to the Main Hall, otherwise you will immediately take an elevator to hell! 】

Such a solemn warning made Lin Baici frown.

never mind,

Be steady!

"Let's go to the Main Hall last!"

Lin Baici decided to follow the hunger!

A quarter of an hour later, little Sister Li suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance.

“It smells so good!”

Little Sister Li followed the scent and chased after it.

Hua Yueyu and Brother Gu quickly followed.

"It tastes like some kind of porridge!"

The old aunt sniffed hard and trotted over.

"Bai Ci, let's go too!"

Jin Yingzhen took Lin Baici's arm and pulled him forward.

"Wait a minute, this smells wrong!"

Lin Baici wanted to stop everyone, but it was useless. Everyone completely ignored his words, and only the aroma was left in their minds, wanting to eat it quickly.
Chapter completed!
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