A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 321 Three Two One: Zheng Kun’s Hidden Preferences

boring!

bored to death!

Damn, why is it so boring? !

After closing the folder-shaped memorial, Situ Xing yawned.

After Situ Zhou died, Jin Ge, who was the regent, hurried to the frontier to pick Situ Xing back.

But the problem is, you will die if you die. What should happen in that country has to happen, but you won’t sell your king’s face.

No, Chuandong’s internal affairs have been squeezed for nearly ten days. When Situ Xing came back, the first thing he did was to learn to handle these trivial matters.

Managing a country doesn’t make you sit on the throne and poss.

There are many things that officials do not have the right to deal with, so Wang must decide by himself.

Among them, there are many minutiae, even trivial things.

As a king, you must have the ability to handle these things correctly and quickly.

“Oh~ah~ finally got it done~” Situ Xing stretched out like a relief.

After six hours of intensive review, the memorials on both sides of the seat have been piled up into hills, so that the servants have to use dump trucks to load them away.

Never thought he heard a snap as soon as he got up.

Looking intently, I saw Jin Ge lying on the rocking chair behind him, with two cucumbers in his eyes, and didn’t even look at it, but drew a pointer on Situ Xing’s ass.

“Why did WDNMD hit me?”

Jinge said lazily: “What you approved just now was just a document from the first day after your father passed away. Even today, your father has passed away for eleven days.”

Hearing this, Situ Xing’s face suddenly stiffened.

“Hey…hey! Old man Ginger, you you you…what are you talking about?”

Jinge didn’t return him either, just drew a circle with the pointer in his hand.

【Space Transfer】

Boom.

The sea of ​​memorials fell from the sky, directly crushing the table in front of Situ Xing.

It was a memorial that was piled up to five meters square and six or seven meters high, almost touching the ceiling.

Situ Xing’s eyes stared out of his eye sockets.

Jinge said leisurely: “Add them up to three and a half tons of memorials. You have to approve them all. Of course, you have to approve the new memorials generated during the review period.

Well, the old man has the final say, you are expected to approve about six tons of memorials. ”

Situ Xing: “…”

“Is it possible to use tons as a unit for memorializing this thing?”

Looking at the memorial squeezed into the sea, Situ Xing was scared.

This this…

“It’s better for me to return to the frontier!” As he said, he wanted to escape outside the door.

[Pseudo-canon*Space is cut off]

Unexpectedly, Situ Xing couldn’t get past the open door at all, and ran straight into a transparent wall.

The towering bridge of the nose was almost cracked by a knock.

“This is advanced space magic, I imitated it from some great super power.”

Jinge’s cold voice sounded from behind him.

Situ Xing looked back stiffly in despair, and saw that on the rocking chair, Jinge lifted a slice of cucumber, and said to himself with a sneer:

“Although the power is less than the original one, it is not what you can break through. By the way, all six sides of this house are covered.”

After all, Ginger tapped lightly like Devil Immortal.

[Pseudo-canon*lowest gravitational control]

“Wow!”

Situ Xing was pulled back onto the chair by an inexplicable force on the spot.

[Pseudo-canon*The lowest order space imprisonment]

Situ Xing felt as if he had several thick and transparent twine tied to the chair.

Situ Xing, with a cold sweat, clearly saw that Jinge got up from the rocking chair, ate the cucumber slices used to cover his eyes, and walked towards him with a Devil-like smile.

“You are not allowed to leave your seat until the approval is completed.”

Situ Xing: “…”

“No! Help! Dad!!!”

In the depths of the palace, Situ Xing’s screams resounded.

But because Jinge said hello in advance, everyone who heard it pretended not to hear and turned a deaf ear.

…the other side…

“Oh? Is this where you guys gather? The scenery is good.”

Following Zhao Aotian to the Martial King door, Zheng Kun put his hands in his pockets and looked at everything around him with a strange expression.

“You humans?”

Zhao Aotian looked at Zheng Kun behind him strangely.

Zheng Kun shrugged: “I mean we humans.”

Zhao Aotian wrinkled one eye.

What a strange guy, he deserves to be Zheng Qian’s brother.

In other words, his stilted man with his hands in his pockets and his feet in a standing posture was really carved out of the same mold as Zheng Qian.

“By the way, what do you usually do?” Zheng Kun smiled and sat on the edge of the artificial lake, asking, and looking around, as if he was full of curiosity about everything.

Zhao Aotian sighed and raised the weapon rack that was blown down by the wind: “People have been astigmatized recently, or else they are pointing their disciples, reviewing some business documents, and cultivating themselves when they are free.”

“Yes?”

Zheng Kun was a little puzzled: “What is a disciple?”

“I don’t know this?”

“I grew up in a foreign country.”

“No, no, even in foreign countries…” Zhao Aotian thought for a while, and felt that he shouldn’t be denied. It was too rude, so he changed his words and explained: “It’s a weaker person who wants to become a strong one, so he followed me to learn. .”

“In short, the weak?” Zheng Kun’s smile narrowed by three points.

Zhao Aotian nodded: “Although it is a bit different, it probably means that.”

This made Zheng Kun even more curious: “It’s strange, you are the strong, why don’t you think about how to surpass the stronger, instead of wasting time teaching the weak to become stronger?”

This made Zhao Aotian even more puzzled.

In what country was Life in the past? Why don’t you even have such a bit of common sense?

“Because we are humans, the important thing is not individuals, but collectives. We can’t be complacent because we are strong. Everyone grows up through learning. Naturally, we are obliged to pass on what we have learned to the next generation.”

“Huh? Really?”

When Zheng Kun heard this, his eyes were full of confusion.

He whispered in a voice that only he could hear: “Humans are really strange creatures, but they are also more interesting than I thought.”

Instead, he patted his butt and jumped out of the artificial lake: “So, Zhao Qiantian, what do you want me to do?”

“It’s Zhao Aotian.”

Zhao Aotian rolled his eyes: “Well, the first day you came, it was Old Zheng’s Big Brother again. In theory, you should get used to the environment first.

But my Houtian is about to open the door and recruit people again.

If you don’t mind, how about doing some hygiene with me these two days? ”

Zheng Kun frowned.

Oh?

Is it hygienic?

it is good! I like this human!

Damn, I’ve been thinking from the time I walked in, this place is messy, if this human being doesn’t clean it up immediately, I’m still thinking about whether to kill him.

did not expect…

Haha, good, good, very good.

Zheng Kun felt a million refreshments at the moment.

Even Zheng Qian didn’t know that Zheng Kun actually had a serious cleanliness addiction.

It doesn’t matter in the Demon God Realm. After all, the Demon God Realm’s bun index is too low. The dust is actually “fiction” in nature, a product of imagination, and not a real existence.

So in the Demon God Realm, it doesn’t matter if Zheng Kun gets dirty.

But The Mortal Realm can be different.

The Mortal Realm’s Humor Index is the most standard 1.0. In The Mortal Realm, in addition to the sole, Zheng Kun may tremble on the spot even if he gets a dust on his body.

“Very tasteful choice, Zhao Daotian, I like you very much.”

“Uh no, my name is Zhao Aotian.”

Zhao Aotian hadn’t reacted yet, and saw Zheng Kun wave his hand, and he did not know where he took out two sets of brand-new aprons, sleeves, head wraps, four rags, and two large buckets.

Zheng Kun, with a gloomy temperament, suddenly became excited.

“Leave it to me outside, Diotian, go get indoors.”

With that said, Zheng Kun threw half of the tools to Zhao Aotian, and ran to the tap to fetch water on his own.

Looking at the tools in his hands, Zhao Aotian was puzzled by the second monk.

Why did this guy suddenly become so passionate about Bibo?

“By the way, my name is Zhao Aotian, did you deliberately?”

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