Online Games: He is the Fourth Rebellious Boy in Heaven

"Who did this!?"

Shi Guang stared at the ruins of Xiude Tianjun's Mansion.

The few remaining walls are in danger and are still being hammered by the gods in turn.

In fact, this wall has long been destroyed. These walls were erected overnight by the public transportation team for everyone to smash them to vent their anger.

After all, many gods and goddesses came all the way here, but they didn’t even get hit by a hammer. How sad it was!

The considerate public transportation team specially built several walls for the gods to smash, and they must not let the customers who come from afar feel cold!

"It's just these walls. Even if you smash them, you won't be relieved. Gongshuban, do you need to smash this floor? I'll practice my skills."

Nezha asked, holding a big hammer and pointing to the intact floor on the ground.

"Well... that's okay. After all, we are planning to re-lay the foundation, and the floor does have to be demolished..."

"boom!"

Before Gongshu Ban finished speaking, Nezha hit the ground with a hammer.

For a while, dust was flying and gravel was flying.

Yang Jian, who was standing next to him, frowned. What the hell is Thirteen doing?

Why would he call such a god to help him demolish his home?

"Who did this!?"

A voice came from the horizon, and the gods in line trembled and slowly turned their heads to look at the sky.

I saw the boy Thirteen looking at the ruins with a shocked expression.

"It's broken! Why is Thirteen back?"

"I don't know... Didn't Emperor Zhenwu say that he had been arranged?"

"It's a pity that it hasn't been smashed yet..."

"Don't be a pity! This was done without telling Thirteen. If this kid takes advantage of it, none of us will have an easy time!"

"Huh? What are you doing?"

"I'm not going to choose what kind of gift to give to apologize later."

……

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, the public transportation class stood up.

"Don't panic, everyone! I have already anticipated this situation. Quick! Activate the second plan!"

The public transportation class shouted at the craftsmen behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the craftsmen from the Temple of Craftsmen opened a small teleportation array behind the wall and walked in one after another to teleport away.

In the end, the public transport team closed the teleportation array, leaving only a few craftsmen standing around, pretending to be tired.

This move stunned the surrounding gods. This was... hiding something from the sky! ?

"The Lord of Heaven calms down his anger, the Lord of Heaven calms down his anger!!"

Gongshuban faced the time flying down from the sky with a grimace.

"No...where's my house?"

Shi Guang looked at the ruins in front of him. Nezha was still holding a big hammer and looking around, but he didn't look at him. He looked like a guilty thing!

On the other hand, other immortals, the more courageous ones dared to say hello and bow to Time.

The timid ones stood there, shrinking their necks like quails and not daring to raise their heads.

"Tianjun, have you forgotten? We, the Craftsman Temple, want to renovate the palace for you..."

After being reminded by the public transportation team, I remembered the time, but why are so many gods queuing up?

Originally he thought it was Taibai Jinxing who called him, but now it turns out that's not the case!

Standing in line, smashing walls and floors?

"Tianjun, you see, our Craftsman Temple is very busy with business. We can only spare so many manpower now. We will have to work until the end of the year to renovate the palace..."

The public transportation class began to explain.

"So the little god called all the gods in heaven and said that he was renovating the palace for Heavenly Lord Xiu De and wanted to ask for help from the immortals."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, your reputation is so good! The gods are so angry! They have signed up to help us one after another. These are all good gods who came to help renovate the palace!"

Under Gongshuban's explanation, the gods who originally came to smash the wall to vent their anger suddenly became good gods who were willing to help others.

Yang Jian next to him shook his head when he saw Gongshuban's move to change the situation.

Simple, this public transportation class is too simple...

If the person standing opposite you was another god, you might have fooled him, but Thirteen!

As expected, Shi Guang did not believe Yu Gongshu Ban and looked around suspiciously. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Time squinted, and the [Wood Law] was activated. Under the observation of the [Wood Law], everything around him was under control.

"Ok?"

Shi Shi seemed to have discovered something. He ignored the apologetic public transportation team in front of him and walked straight towards a wall.

The public transport team panicked when they saw this, it was broken! I forgot to wipe this thing!

Time came behind the wall and there was a price list posted on it.

What about the 998 wall-breaking package, the 2980 welfare package, etc., there are nearly ten types of packages that make Time stupid.

What is a profiteer?

This is a profiteer!

This is a large house. After some time estimation, it was reduced to what it is now. The public transportation team earned at least hundreds of thousands of credits!

Are you using your fame to make money?

My popularity has been ruined by this kind of villain!

Time looked at the public transportation class with disgust.

"Gongshu Ban, Gongshu Ban, I didn't expect you to be an actor, huh?!"

"Tianjun...you...listen to my explanation..."

Seeing that the secret was revealed, the public transportation team stopped pretending and came to the front of time trembling.

"Actually, I am an idol..."

"Go away! I don't care what faction you belong to? There's no need to explain anything. I won't listen even if you explain it. Just take the credit and give it as much as you want."

Shi Guang stretched out his hand. This gesture and Shi Guang's expression made him look like a villain with a big needle and tube to draw blood from his aorta...

The audience in the live broadcast room were all stunned. They didn't expect to see such a plot!

Is this an easter egg in the Mid-Autumn Festival program? !

It’s so enjoyable!

"Tianjun... express your feelings, hope you will accept..."

The Public Transport Ban took out a prohibition card and handed it to Shi Guang. You could see how reluctant he was to give it up. The veins in his hands were all pinched.

"Forget it if you laugh, it's okay with me."

Shi Guang snatched the forbidden card and looked at it. It contained a total of 50 credits!

It seems that the public transportation class has made a lot of money this time...

"It's not an example!"

After saying that, Shi Guang put away the forbidden cards calmly.

After bleeding the public transport class, Shi Shi remembered that he was still live broadcasting, and wondered whether this kind of eating and playing cards would affect his image in the minds of players.

He quickly looked at the comment section, but to his surprise, it was all filled with "Domineering!"

Only then did Shi Guang breathe a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the players' concepts were still different from those of the NPCs.

As for games, it’s every player’s dream to be able to play like this.

He yelled at the gods and blackmailed them, but the gods didn't even dare to resist!

What will happen to this forced king in heaven?

It’s simply a highlight moment!

"There was a little accident just now. Please don't mind me. My house is being renovated and there's nothing to see. It's my fault for not thinking carefully."

Shi Guang smiled and explained to the live broadcast elf.

Then he looked at the gods lining up timidly in front of him and squinted his eyes.

"Everyone is here, so let's continue the show..."

With that said, time waved his hand, and thousands of blind boxes were thrown aside on the ruins.

"The team is all lined up, so we don't have to direct anymore. Come on! Everyone comes forward to receive the blind box and open the blind box!"

Shi Guang glared at Gongshu Ban.

"Public Transport Class, send someone here to distribute the blind boxes! We won't finish opening these blind boxes today, no one can leave! Nezha! You come first!"