Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, who followed closely behind, also completed their goals by crossing the 2100-point line to reach the Silver Fighting Soul Badge.

Each of the nine Shrek monsters felt a little unreal as they held weightless silver fighting spirit badges and savings cards in their hands.

It wasn't until they walked out of the big spirit arena with calm boss expressions on their faces and looked at the stars in the night sky that they came back from their daze.

"We really became Silver Fighting Spirits in less than a month?" Oscar was still a little unbelievable. Although he and Fatty had already had a fight about this, he still didn't have much sense of reality.

However, the first thing Xiao Ao, the representative of the poor, considers is not reaching the training goal, but——

"Holy crap, doesn't that mean that next time I participate in a soul battle, the gold soul coins I get can support me for more than half a year? Friends, a new rich man is being born!"

This is the big model Dai Mubai: "..."

Fellow wealthy man Yu Yuyi said: "...congratulations."

Tang San, a technician who gets monthly dividends and annual salary red envelopes: "...Congratulations."

Without money worries, Ning Rongrong, the eldest lady who will inherit the richest family in the future: "...?"

Xiao Wu, who belongs to the Moonlight clan but has a childhood sweetheart, has a golden light shining from his eyes: "!"

"I'm a rich man too!"

"Wake up, that money is not enough for you to spend a day."

Yiyi takes away Xiao Wu, who still wants to daydream, to keep her away from the big dreamer Xiao Ao.

Although Ma Hongjun is also poor, he doesn't have the goal of saving money like Oscar. He basically spends his monthly money on food. Listening to Oscar's words, he put his hands behind his head and said soberly:

"Xiao Ao, don't think about it. There are so many rich people in the world, and it's impossible for you to be one more."

"What, Fatty, do you want to fight with me again?!"

When he heard the sound of the fat man pouring cold water on him, Oscar, who was imagining that he would be lying in a pile of gold soul coins in the future, suddenly returned to this cold reality with a bad expression on his face.

The fat man glanced at his head and signaled Oscar to see Tang San, "It's impossible for your fighting spirit to play one-on-one. Two-on-two Xiao San hasn't said anything yet. What's more, our team battles in the future will not be possible according to the master's opinion." It’s too likely that he’ll be on stage here again.”

"..." Oscar, who has no experience in one-on-one soul fighting, only had his dream of becoming a rich man for a few seconds before it was shattered instantly.

He said quietly: "There are so many rich people in the world, why can't there be one more like me? I just want to see the daily life of rich people. What's wrong with me? Why don't you even let me have a dream?" .”

"It's okay Xiao Ao!"

Being pulled away, Xiao Wu patted her small chest and gave a thumbs up to her brother Oscar, "It doesn't matter if you're not good. Sister Xiao Wu will help you experience the life of a rich person!"

Oscar: ...Where is the law of heaven!

Ning Rongrong was originally the one among the nine people today who was most worried about not being able to pass the goal line.

After all, she is only an auxiliary soul master. Unlike Oscar, she really has no fighting ability on the soul fighting stage. She can only rely on her own escape ability to survive one soul battle after another.

What's more, compared to Oscar's two-on-two, although her team with Zhu Zhuqing won one game more than them, their winning streak was barely the same as Oscar's.

So it was impossible to say that Rongrong didn't panic when he heard Xiao Ao's missed score.

Fortunately, in the end, she got a little more points than Oscar this month.

But it’s really only a little bit.

Now that Oscar is such a live treasure, after making some hilarious remarks, the whole person has been withdrawn from the previous nervous emotions.

She even had the mood to speak: "Xiao Ao, it's okay. If you want to know the daily life of rich people, you can ask us directly! If not, I can support you, sister~"

As he said that, Rongrong's fingers gently pushed Oscar to leave the Great Soul Fighting Arena, changed back to his private clothes, and after taking off his mask, he showed an affectionate and handsome face even without smiling, "Well~ for the sake of this face. Come on, this lady can let you experience how rich people live~"

Oscar's teasing face turned slightly red after being treated like this by Rongrong, and his sparkling peach blossom eyes made him drunk and the people in front of him drunk.

When he saw Rongrong trying to pull his hand away, he decisively raised his other hand and put it on the slender wrist.

He smiled so hard that his eyebrows arched, and there was a sticky smell in the air, "It is an honor for me to be favored by the eldest lady."

Yiyi:...Are you really not together? Why is this wave of dog food so good!

Xiao Wu: Oh—little pretty face!

Tang San: ...I never expected that there would be such a cool operation.

The gazes around him became more and more intense, and before Oscar, who was being teased, could say anything, the face of the teasing Ning Rongrong began to turn red.

She gave Oscar a coquettish look and pulled her hand out of the loosely wrapped hand.

"This young lady doesn't like you anymore. She's using your hands and feet to show your disrespect for men!"

This was originally a joke, everyone could hear it.

Only the Oscar group thought about it seriously and smiled like a cat that had stolen some fish. "Then will the eldest lady continue to support me if she abides by her masculine virtues?"

"It depends!"

"Then I will definitely learn masculine virtues from my mistress from now on, and become Miss Rongrong's sweetheart."

The shameless Oscar decisively dragged Tang San, a male German warrior, into the battle.

Ning Rongrong really thought about Oscar's words for a while.

But soon, after she reacted, her face instantly turned red like a peach, and she shyly scolded Oscar, "Who is going to support you!"

After saying that, she hurriedly pulled Zhu Zhuqing towards the hotel.

Oscar, who was left behind, touched his chin, rubbed the fingers that had just wrapped around the beautiful lady's catkins, smiled with satisfaction, and said solemnly: "I have decided not to take a shower this month."

As a roommate, Tang San, who had just been dragged into the conversation for no reason, said: "Today is the last day of this month."

"Then I won't take a shower next month!"

Oscar reacted quickly, but the others were not slow either.

Yu Yuyi, who had been eating melon seeds to watch the ambiguous relationship between Oscar and Ning Rongrong, who was more than friends but not yet lovers, instantly took a step back and showed disgust with Xiao Wu who was also eating melon seeds and watching the show.

The two said in unison: "Smelly man!"

Oscar was not ashamed but proud, "I am a stinky man, what's wrong!"

"Then you still want to be a pretty boy? A bad review for your business!"

"Rongrong wouldn't want a pretty boy who doesn't take a shower!"

Yiyi and Xiao Wu sang in harmony, which made Oscar a little confused. He hesitated: "The business of being a pretty boy includes cleaning yourself up?"

Yiyi and Xiao Wu looked at each other. They had never seen a pretty girl before, nor had they ever taken care of a pretty girl. They said confidently, "Isn't it true?"

"Why don't you take a shower?"

"You don't know anything?"