Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Tang Xiaoyu fell into a deep sleep.

For the next day and night, Tang Xiaoyu slept soundly. Even when he quit the game on the third day, Tang Xiaoyu didn't wake up.

As soon as the game exited, the mysterious light shone on him again, but he didn't feel anything at all and was still sleeping soundly.

The next day, Jiang's lawyer Zhang Peng called him more than a dozen times, but no one answered.

Lord Dog was so hungry that he came to his bedroom three times. Every time he came in, he found that he was sleeping like a dead pig.

In the afternoon, Zhang Peng was really worried and drove directly to the villa.

As soon as he entered the door, Lord Dog rushed over and shouted as if he saw a relative:

"Brother, go and see, Xiaoyu is dead."

Zhang Peng was frightened at that time. I rushed directly to Tang Xiaoyu's bedroom, lay on his chest and listened for a long time, only to find that this guy was breathing steadily and his heartbeat was normal. Apparently just asleep.

Zhang Peng slapped Tang Xiaoyu's face with his hand for a long time, but the other party just turned over and fell asleep again.

Zhang Peng breathed a sigh of relief.

Lord Dog asked nervously:

"How's it going? Is there any hope?"

Zhang Peng waved his hand and said:

"Nothing's wrong, I just fell asleep. Brother Dog, you haven't eaten for a day, right? Are we brothers going to be together? You got me drunk last time. I went back and practiced hard for a long time just to find you today. Shame on Xue Jingkang! How about it, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Lord Dog looked down upon Old Zhang in a very humane manner and said:

"With your little drinking capacity, you can compete with Tang Xiaoyu. We are not on the same level at all. You can drink if you want, but you have to get me something to eat first. Lord Dog, I've been hungry all day and I don't even have the energy to speak. ”

Zhang Peng immediately took out his mobile phone and said happily:

"Then it's settled, I'll have food delivered right away. It just so happens that I can accompany Old Tang. This kid keeps lying like this, and I don't feel comfortable leaving."

Old Zhang directly ordered a table of pre-made dishes and ordered a chef to come and serve him.

As a result, before the chef came, Mo Xiaoyu came first.

This was the first time Mo Xiaoyu met Zhang Peng after his last trip to Chongqing.

She stepped forward and said hello with a smile on her face, but Zhang Peng was very cold to this.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't understand why Zhang Peng's attitude towards her changed so much, but the other party obviously didn't want to talk to her anymore, so she naturally didn't have the chance to ask.

"Where is Mr. Tang? Haven't you come back yet? I have something to report to him."

Zhang Peng didn't even look back, holding a cigarette in his mouth and mockingly said:

"It's been a whole day, and you just remembered this boss? How did you become an assistant?"

Zhang Peng's sudden accusation made Mo Xiaoyu not sure how to respond. She only knew that the other party seemed to have a big opinion against her, but she couldn't guess why.

Tang Xiaoyu's absence and Zhang Peng's attitude made Mo Xiaoyu feel uncomfortable staying here. She sat on the sofa for less than five minutes, said hello to Old Zhang and left in a hurry.

As soon as Mo Xiaoyu left, Lord Dog asked Old Zhang curiously:

"Why are you so angry with a little girl? Has she offended you?"

Zhang Peng shook his head and said:

"What can she do to offend me? I'm just angry about her attitude towards my brother. Tang Xiaoyu is fine today. If something happens and he falls ill in bed, the day lily will be cold by the time she comes over."

After that, Zhang Peng took a strong puff of the cigarette in his hand and said in a daze:

"An assistant with an annual salary of two million should take good care of his boss both in public and private matters. This is the most basic professional quality."

After saying that, Zhang Peng winked at Lord Dog with a smirk on his face and said:

"Besides, my brother's little secret, why am I so close to her? I can't control it, but I'm afraid that the little girl won't be able to control it and will be attracted by my handsome face!"

Upon hearing this, Lord Dog pretended to be disgusted, and one person and one dog made a fuss in the living room for a long time. The prepared dishes and the chef finally arrived.

Old Zhang is someone who will definitely enjoy it. He and Lord Dog sat directly at the dining table. The chef brought out a dish from the kitchen, and he and Lord Dog ate the same dish. In his words, only freshly cooked dishes have the smell and aroma of the pot.

Watching Lord Dog devouring his food, Zhang Peng deliberately provoked:

"Don't overeat, there will be no place to drink later!"

Lord Dog responded disdainfully:

"I can get you drunk even with a gap in my teeth."

Zhang Peng geared up and ran outside to take out a box of Maotai from the trunk of the car.

He believes that the reason why he lost to Lord Dog last time was because of drinking beer.

The white one this time will definitely drink this silly dog ​​to death. This way he can clear up the shame of being videotaped last time.

After half a bottle of wine and one dog per person, they saw Wu Yang walking downstairs coquettishly.

Zhang Peng called him over to have a drink together. Wu Yang glanced at Zhang Peng with some fear, remembering the legend of "Prince Zhang of Yuhang" that Tang Xiaoyu told him last time. Wu Yang said decisively that he had ordered takeout and was about to go out to get it.

When Zhang Peng saw how cowardly he looked, he immediately lost interest in making him drink, and concentrated on studying how to deal with Lord Dog.

As a result, before ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Peng was poured on the sofa by Lord Dog.

One person and one dog drank a total of four and a half bottles of 53-degree Feitian Moutai.

Lord Dog looked at Zhang Peng who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, chewed his teeth and said:

"You can't do it either! Why don't you remember better!"

Lord Dog is quite benevolent. He was afraid that Old Zhang would freeze at night, so he specially brought him a blanket.

Poor brothers Tang Xiaoyu and Zhang Peng, one was drunk in the game by the NPC, and the other was drunk on the sofa by the German Shepherd. As for who is better, that is a matter of opinion.

Anyway, Lord Dog thinks both of them are bad guys.

At twelve o'clock, Tang Xiaoyu entered the game again in his sleep.

After sleeping until noon, Tang Xiaoyu slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Tang Xiaoyu's mind went blank. His brain was loaded for a full quarter of an hour before he recalled the fragments before the fragment.

Is this in the game?

Witch Race Tribe?

Am I drunk by a game character?

Suddenly, he remembered Demon Race's attack and the formation he had set up, and he suddenly stood up.

I stood up and sorted it carefully. I still had all my equipment and storage bags. He got out of the tent, and the dazzling sunlight outside blinded him.

The Witch Race warriors who were waiting outside the tent saw him waking up and quickly gave him a thumbs up with a smile.

"You are very powerful. No one in our tribe except the clan leader can drink so much fruit wine in one go."

Tang Xiaoyu nodded modestly, smiled, and asked:

"Excuse me. How many days have I slept?"

The warrior pointed two fingers at him and said:

"One day and two nights."

Tang Xiaoyu made a quick calculation in his mind, and then murmured to himself with a look of disbelief:

"The time for me to log out of the game has already passed. Could it be? Did I log in again? How is this possible!"