half hour goddess

Ye Ze has been holding his thighs professionally for many years, so it is naturally not a problem to pass the small exam.

Song Xuran was leaning on the head of the bed at home, stretching her legs and flipping through the "History of Economic Thought" textbook.

Ye Ze glanced at the cover of the book, and reflected on himself for the [-]st time: This kind of person who still reads the textbook after the exam is definitely not human.

Why didn't I notice it before.

He walked over to sit on the other side, leaned over and asked Song Xuran: "Old Song, since you need the power of faith, wouldn't it be better to become an idol star? Look at those boys and girls who chase after stars, they are all like joining the religion."

Song Xuran raised the corners of his mouth, showing a contemptuous smile like a king, and looked down at Ye Ze: "Childish, even idols are disliked by some, my goal is to gain the belief of as many people as possible."

Ye Ze was in a daze, completely unable to guess the plans of the people around him.

Song Xuran said: "So my current career goal is to become a financial god who can control the market. According to my observations, there are very few mortals who don't like money."

Ye Ze: "... Ordinary people will be given a bull market if they perform well, and a bear market will be lowered when they are in a bad mood. If they are offended by stupid mortals, they will directly set off a financial crisis?"

Song Xuran nodded with a smile: "Almost."

So the times are developing, human beings are progressing, and gods are also advancing with the times. The way God punishes and destroys the world is not only meteorites hitting the earth, but also creating financial crises.

Ye Ze secretly made up his mind to stay away from the financial industry, because he didn't want to compete with Comrade Song Shen.

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In the afternoon, Ye Ze was playing games when suddenly the doorbell rang.

He was a little puzzled. Except for takeaways, there were very few people visiting at home.He stood up to open the door, and there was a boy standing outside.

The young man's appearance was quite strange, with short white hair, dark green pupils, with hidden glints, his height was similar to Ye's, but his body was weak, as if he had been malnourished all year round.There was no superfluous expression on his face, like a puppet wandering outside the world.

Ye Ze was stunned, thinking to himself, could this be the person introduced by Gu Mingfeng, who came to him if he had any problems?It doesn't look like this guy is very human.

At this moment, the young man looked at Ye Ze and said, "I'm looking for Ji Ling."

Ye Ze just wanted to say that you went to the wrong door. We don't have this person here, so we feel a shadow enveloping him, completely including him within the scope of his space.

Song Xuran stood behind him, wrapped one hand loosely around Ye Ze's waist, lowered her head slightly and asked the young man, "What are you doing here?"

Came to see Song Xuran?Ye Ze turned his mind, and became more and more sure that the young man in front of him was not human anymore.

"You should know what happened," the young man said, succinctly, "save her."

Song Xuran tilted her head and put her chin directly on Ye Ze's head, her posture was usually rare and willful: "Okay, the price is that you will become my subordinate god."

There was finally a wave of fluctuation in the young man's eyes, but he seemed to have expected it, and soon regained his composure, nodded to Song Xuran and said, "Yes, you can sign the contract now, and then you have to save her immediately."

Song Xuran nodded, patted Ye Ze, and said softly: "You go in first, remember not to look back."

Ye Ze was a little curious, but he left as he said. After taking two steps, he still couldn't help turning his head, but he could only see a gray mist, in which silver and green light patterns intertwined faintly.

He felt dizzy and passed out.

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Ye woke up in bed at home.

There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, emitting a faint orange light, and the whole room was a bit dark.

Ye Ze felt a burning thirst in his throat, opened his eyes in a daze, and felt the person next to him go down and out of the bedroom, and there was the sound of pouring water, and then a white ceramic cup was handed over—it was him drinking glass.

Song Xuran lowered her eyes helplessly: "I'm telling you not to look at it, it's a contract with God, it's not that I'm going to die with your life."

Ye Ze drank the water in one go, consciously did something wrong, and apologized in a low voice embarrassedly: "I only dared to look at it when I knew you were there." Because Song Xuran was there, he couldn't help but want to look back, wanting to confirm him good.

Song Xuran suddenly gave a low "En" and stopped talking.The lights in the room were too dim to see his blushing slightly.

Ye Ze regained consciousness at this time, remembering what happened in the afternoon, the pointer on the wall watch on the wall had already pointed to "twelve", presumably he had slept for a long time.

He put down the water glass and asked Song Xuran: "Who is that white-haired guy in the afternoon? Why did he come to see you? Are you all right?"

Song Xuran shook his head: "It's nothing. That's the God of Calamity you've been looking for before. After he woke up, he found himself a girlfriend. It seems that the two of them are getting married soon, but her girlfriend died many years ago. Now, even the basic state of 'living' can hardly be maintained, so he came to beg me to save that girl."

Ye then nodded in good understanding.He can easily accept these news that are beyond the scope of Grandpa Marx's explanation now.

But there is still one thing I don't understand.

Ye Zedao: "Aren't you all gods? I saw Gu Mingfeng and the others acting like the god of disaster is still very powerful, why can't he save himself?"

Song Xuran smiled contemptuously: "He is a pure output DPS, he can only destroy, and can't do constructive work."

Song Shen rarely showed a little embarrassment: "Like me, I am the most needed compound talent in the new century, facing the world and the future, capable of everything, contributing to China and influencing the world."

Suddenly there was a fluttering sound outside the window, and Erhei, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came back at the same time grabbing Sanbai who had been missing for a long time.

Erhei threw Sanbai to Ye Ze's side, and flew back to his own bird stand to stand still. Suddenly, he uttered words: "Dividing yin and yang, palming death and life, fixing dusk and dawn, maintaining the order of the world, these are all moons." The function of the Lord God is that it is the simplest thing to bring a mortal back to life."

Song Xuran's face was frosty, and he turned to Erhei and said, "Who told you to speak suddenly."

Er Hei turned a blind eye to it, blinked his black beans and said to Ye Ze: "I'll tell you another secret, after the Lord Moon God came into the world, Yin and Yang were divided every day, life and death were determined every day, timing was cleared every day, and then fell into a deep sleep .So in theory, he really grew up with your childhood sweetheart."

Song Xuran touched her nose in embarrassment, and said to Ye Ze: "Erhei is actually my subordinate god, and in theory, subordinate gods must listen to the main god."

Ye Ze felt very novel, but immediately remembered another thing: "If you make the God of Calamity your subordinate god today, it is equivalent to letting him down? How could he be willing?"

Song Xuran nodded: "That's right, after signing the God's contract, he will become my subordinate god from one side's main god."

"This is called taking advantage of others' danger." He smiled slightly, turned his head away suddenly, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a light shadow on his face.

"I know he's going to say yes, because if it were me, I'd do the same."

Ye Ze saw Song Xuran pick up Erhei and Sanbai and throw them out of the window in one go, then turned around and said, "Ye Ze, Moon God likes you."