God Descends the Second Dimension

After dinner, Wang Hao went back to his room and spent more than two hours drawing the original manuscript of Dragon Ball before he put down his pen because he heard the vibration of his mobile phone at the same time, so he walked over to check the message.

[Iida Ayano: I did as you said, but why do you have so many manuscripts, can you guarantee future updates? 】

[Divine Lord: Please rest assured that Editor-in-Chief Iida, the progress of Dragon Ball is absolutely fine, I have a professional team here.Also, thank you very much for this promotion. In addition, the manga about Mashiro may trouble you again. 】

Wang Hao quickly replied that he had already thought of the reason for the issue of the update speed of Dragon Ball, but he did not intend to continue talking about this aspect, and immediately changed the topic of the conversation to Zhenbai.

His throat was a little dry right now, he gently picked up the cup on the table and drank coffee, waiting for the message from the other party.

[Iida Ayano: I also read the article on your Twitter. I didn't expect you to let Mashiro create Second Five, but after thinking about it carefully, there is indeed no one more suitable than that child.

In this way, I would like to thank you, Master God, if you want any rewards, you can tell my sister, you can ask for anything~]

"Pfft, ahem..."

Wang Hao almost spit out the coffee he just drank with a 'poof'. It was not until he coughed a few times that he calmed down slowly and looked at the news with black lines all over his head.

But you can ask for anything... Ahem, although it sounds very imaginative, I definitely didn't think about anything.

【Divine Master: Please stop joking, if this continues, I will take it seriously——】

Wang Hao's face turned serious, and he nodded seriously. Sure enough, for a 'serious' person like himself, this temptation can be completely ignored.

After a while, the other party sent another message.

[Iida Ayano: Huh... sister, I'm serious. Are you a herbivorous teacher, sir? 】

[God Lord: This is really not a funny joke, it's getting late, I hope you can have a sweet dream, good night. 】

Wang Hao sighed softly. Facing such an editor with a sudden change in painting style, if he continued, he might drag the topic further and further away, but he didn't expect that he would be teased?

Sure enough, people who entered the society are different. Wang Hao was lying on the bed tiredly, and heard the piano sound from the next door.

It was a lullaby, the sound of the piano was full of delicate and soft, and he gradually closed his eyes, saying that he hadn't visited this mysterious neighbor yet...

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Chapter 150 Would you like to join my team? (build)

It's late at night, some people just fall asleep like this, and then get up in a hazy state the next day; there are also people like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, who may dream of incredible scenes.

In the back of his mind, Wang Hao came here again, the colorful godhead and the ancient book lay quietly in place, exactly the same as before.

He quietly walked forward, wanting to find out, because this is his biggest doubt right now, like a huge boulder weighing ten thousand catties on the bottom of his heart.

Taking a closer look, Wang Hao finally saw the godhead in that ball of colorful light, and he couldn't help but focus his eyes, unraveling the long-perplexed question in his heart, feeling lost and relieved at the same time.

Although I have accepted the godhood, I don't say that I can wave the sky and the earth and crack the sky like a high-ranking god, or even move mountains and seas like the legendary land gods, and call wind and rain.

Now the biggest benefit that the colorful godhead brings him is to sublimate his energy to a limit height, but Wang Hao is also satisfied with being able to do this.

Because the reason is that the seven-colored godhead I obtained is not as perfect as I imagined. Although it is the supreme godhead, it is only a "strip" of broken godhead, not a complete supreme godhead.Overall, it was almost as slender as a silver needle, but the reason why I was able to travel through it was also thanks to it.

The reason why he couldn't see the true face of Lushan Mountain through the colorful light before, Wang Hao guessed that he hadn't been washed by the qi in his body.

And these days, the qi that was in his body earlier has been completely integrated into his whole body, including his eyes, so he can peek into one or two of them.

"Oh, but that's fine..."

Wang Hao sighed, shook his head and stopped caring about the seven-colored godhead, walked to the side, reached out to pick up the ancient book, and flipped it lightly.

Looking at it, his face gradually became weird, but it is acceptable to think about it carefully. This ancient book is like a hard disk with no internal memory. There are too many things recorded in it. There is a directory indicating the partition in front .

No matter whether he actively checked it or passively accepted it, the ancient book would directly deliver to him exactly what he needed, but he still liked this golden finger.

……

Wang Hao backed out slowly, and when he opened his eyes, the pre-set alarm clock sounded exactly at the same second, and it was already 6 o'clock.

It's another new day, but there are more things to do today.

After breakfast, he helped Zhenbai brush his teeth and wash his hair. The time quietly passed until seven o'clock. When he went out, he happened to meet Qingshan Qihai. Wang Hao couldn't help but waved to him, "Qihai sauce, today is still as early as ever. "

"Good morning, senior." Qingshan Qihai raised her head when she heard the words, a forced smile appeared on her frustrated face, Wang Hao frowned slightly when she saw this, "It happens that I also want to send Zhenbai to school, so Qihai sauce will come up first."

"Excuse me, senior." Qingshan Qihai nodded with a smile, and after the other party got into the car, Wang Hao drove the Maybach slowly.

After driving for a while, the atmosphere in the car remained silent. Mashiro seemed to have fallen asleep again. He glanced through the rearview mirror and asked slightly: "What's on Qihai-chan's mind? Just say it if you don't mind." Come out and listen, maybe I can just help."

"Senior, do you know any jobs that require people or cheap houses?" Aoyama Nanami gritted her teeth, blushed and slightly lowered her head, looking at the back of the man in front of her and asked in a low voice.

"Could it be a lack of money?" Wang Hao immediately understood the other party's difficulties when he heard Qingshan Qihai's words. He still admired this serious and responsible girl.

He also asked Zhenbai about Qingshan Qihai in private. According to Wang Hao's side observation, Zhenbai likes Qingshan Qihai very much. She seems to help Zhenbai as much as possible at school, which is why he appreciates Qingshan Qihai.

The other party not only complied with his request, but also did not tell these things, asking Wang Hao for extra compensation.

"Well... If you don't pay the rent before tomorrow, you will be evicted..."

Qingshan Qihai said embarrassingly, she did not dare to look at Wang Hao, and she also regretted telling the other party about this matter, the two parties are not even considered friends, if she suddenly raised this matter, I am afraid it will disturb the other party .

She didn't complain about the landlord, because the other party had already made herself two months in arrears, which had already made Qingshan Qihai very grateful, so she didn't want to make the landlord feel difficult.

But the only thing she can rely on at the moment is the man in front of her who has proved her job, and there seems to be a deep magical power in him, and just looking at his back gives people a faint sense of security.

"Why does Qihai sauce need money so much? The expenses of ordinary high school students should not be large now..."

Although Wang Hao admired Qingshan Qihai very much, he would not just give money to the other party so directly and foolishly. He thought he belonged to the kind of person who was neither bad nor good.