After playing the role of a female ghost, I became a god?

After entering puberty, his body suddenly grew taller, just like willow branches sprouting in spring, at an astonishingly fast speed. His sudden growth, and the inability of fat and muscle to keep up, caused his martial arts value to drop for a time.

He moved from the back kitchen to outside the kitchen and became the captain's henchman, which allowed him to get more food, as well as specialized training and guidance.

During that period, he had to eat even if he didn't want to, in order to gain weight so that he could build stronger muscles.

As for combat training, it is much simpler, without so many fancy techniques, and the main focus is to strike the enemy's vital points.

In short, it makes sense that he eats so much.

But when Lin Xinyin said it with such a surprised expression and tone, it felt like this was a bad thing.

Lin Xinyin noticed his inexplicable, sudden and unexplained little grievance.

She quickly said, "Being able to eat is a blessing. I like people who can eat."

Wen Renyan raised an eyebrow: "Comfort me?"

"Absolutely not." Lin Xinyin shook her head and said, "I especially like watching big eaters eating live, because I don't have a big appetite and can't eat that much, so I like to watch others eat. When I see them eat a lot, I feel happy, as if I have tried so many delicacies myself."

Lin Xinyin looked at him, with a gentle and serious light in her eyes: "What I want to express is - I am very surprised."

Wen Renyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his long eyelashes casting a shadow.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a certain emptiness hidden deep in my heart was filled with a gust of wind, which brought up a tsunami-like wave.

is it?

Is there something about me that surprises you?

He looked away, looked at the dazzling array of pastries and said, "My appetite is bigger than you think. Take whatever you want. If you can't finish it, I'll take care of it."

"Okay Y(^o^)Y~" Lin Xinyin took three hundred yuan worth of pastries in one breath and asked someone to help bring them to the table. Facing the table full of pastries, the pleasure of watching a big eater eating live began to emerge before she even put it in her mouth.

She specially took a knife and fork. After all, the remaining food was for Wen Renyan to eat, and she couldn't bite it directly because it would be dirty and impolite.

Cut off a small piece and put it into your mouth.

The roasted butter, milk and flour, with their rich aroma, fill the brain with joy.

My body seemed to become lighter.

"This is delicious." Her ordinary face became lively, and a happy light shone in her black and white eyes. She pushed the Napoleon cake with a small corner cut off in front of Wenren Yanyi.

He actually felt a little lost.

Why are people provided with knives and forks here?

……

After eating nearly a hundred kinds of pastries one by one, no matter how delicious they were, I felt a little sick of them.

Wenren Yanyi actually ate it all.

Lin Xinyin looked at him with surprise in her eyes: "Can you continue eating now?"

Wenren Yanyi: "Yes, but I don't want to eat it."

Lin Xinyin laughed out loud.

Wenren Yanyi also smiled, and the sunlight just happened to fall on her through the window, casting a layer of soft light on her.

It's like a dream.

He always wakes up quickly from dreams, and before he could enjoy such peace, Wenren Wuchen's assistant came to them and said that the meeting was coming to an end and asked them to come over.

The meeting room was filled with the aroma of tea. It was not difficult to guess how much time they had spent talking and how many times they had brewed tea in this hour. Their faces had turned a little blue from drinking so much.

Wenren Wuchen was in high spirits, and it was obvious that after an hour's debate, he had regained the passion of his youth.

Lin Xiyin and Wenren Yan sat down.

Wenren Wuchen nodded to them as a greeting, and then cast his eyes on everyone: "Then the renovation plan around the school will proceed according to this plan, and at the same time, Guangxu Community will be built into a palace for the gods—"

He turned his gaze to Lin Xinyin and said, "You can move to the hotel we have prepared for the time being and move there after the palace is built, is that ok?"

Lin Xinyin didn't expect that they had considered this. It would be a waste if they didn't live in a bigger house.

She nodded and said, "Okay."

Wenren Wuchen: "We should also speed up the school renovation. One month is too long. Let's shorten it to one week. Offering sacrifices to the gods is a big deal and should not be delayed that long. This requires everyone's cooperation."

Everyone had no objection. They had already felt the power of God from Shen Ye, whose forehead was glowing, and Lin Xinyin, who suddenly used the freezing skill.

But they still wanted to see the existence of gods with their own eyes, otherwise they would always have doubts in their hearts.

a week? !

Lin Xinyin's hand holding the teacup paused.

This is not possible.

During sacrificial activities, the gods would at least show up to give them a shot of confidence.

And as a messenger of God, I must be present at that time.

She is both a "god" and a "messenger of God". If she wants to appear as both at the same time, she needs to rely on the props in the store.

She had seen that C-level substitute props required 10,000 points of faith.

Exorbitantly expensive.

But the advantage is that you have permanent right of use and it can be controlled by the main body, so it is a bit more expensive.

Currently, she can gain more than 200 faith points every day, and in a month, she can gain about faith points.

For the rest, we will ask Liu Chen to preach and recruit some people, and go to the school to cause trouble, save the poor students, and gather some people.

Once the school is renovated, she can find an excuse that the chosen date is not right and that the sacrifice can only be held on an auspicious day, otherwise it will anger the gods.

This way, I can delay it for another ten days or half a month. By then, I can buy a substitute prop and maybe I can still have a lot of faith points left.

Who could have thought that Wenren Wuchen would be so anxious.

A week!

What good person would spend a week building a palace or something like that? It's a shoddy project.

Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? This old man.

Lin Xinyin suddenly spoke up in silence: "Not appropriate."

Everyone's eyes fell on her.

A bit of dignity emerged on her face. "Sacrificing to the gods is a big deal. How can we be so careless? Everything from the offerings to the date must be carefully selected."

Wenren Wuchen was silent for two seconds and said, "Pick a date before the end of September."

He didn't ask which day would be suitable, but just planned the date.

He expressed it very directly that this was the limit of his acceptance. As for which day it would be before the end of September, that would be up to Lin Xinyin to solve.

Wenren Wuchen looked at Lin Xinyin and said, "If you can communicate with God, then you should be able to do this little thing, right? After all, you are God's messenger."

Lin Xinyin's eyelids twitched, and she looked at him with that majestic look.

This old guy, on the surface, respected her as a messenger of God, but in reality, he did not take her seriously. He even treated her as an employee who could be exploited. He wanted her to produce some actual results before he was willing to pay her, and it even depended on his mood.

Old man, I'll let you experience the nightmare package tonight.

She raised her lips and said, "Yes, of course I can communicate with the gods."

She kept that majestic and cold smile and looked around at everyone: "God loves me especially. He will satisfy me whatever I want. So - what question should I ask Him?"

Her gaze returned to Wenren Wuchen: "For example, what is your ending?"