I became the pampered little cub of the entire universe

Mo Bai became a god for a long time.

For so many years on Earth in the past.

Some people beg him for wealth, some for health, and others for marriage.

In short, he was asked for everything, but no one asked him not to sing.

No, to be precise, I begged him not to sing scriptures.

Mo Bai was silent for a long time, then went to search the poor birth rate of the empire, and when he saw the bright red negative number, he continued to remain silent.

Chanting scriptures is actually a kind of practice, and when they learned that scriptures can soothe the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, the interstellar people naturally highly respect them.

With the promotion of scriptures, the ancient cultures of Buddhism and Taoism on the ancient earth have also been excavated by more and more historians.

Even when people find that when they learn it themselves, there is a certain soothing effect, and then they all learn it.

It is said that spiritual practice is the cultivation of the mind. If you know more scriptures, you will naturally purify your mind to a certain extent, and you will want to become a monk... Seems normal?

Mo Bai quickly calmed down.

Xixi was a little uneasy. He wanted to help the people of the empire because he liked humans. He also planned to teach these scriptures to all the mermaids.

When he received the news from the Fertility Office, he was stunned and at a loss.

"Then, can't we sing then?" He sent a message to Mo Bai sadly asking.

Mo Bai comforted him a few words and said, "You can sing something else."

After Xixi has practiced, her powers have become stronger, and singing other songs also has a soothing effect, but it is not that strong.

"Hmm..." Xixi nodded in disappointment.

soon.

Because of the complaint from the Fertility Office and the strong evidence presented, the imperial government had to remove the scriptures sung by Mo Bai and Xixi.

As soon as it was put on the shelf, it was immediately boycotted by the whole network.

Obviously there is such a good way to appease, why do you want to take it off the shelf?

Does the Empire want to see them tortured by psychosis?

For a while, there was a lot of scolding on the Internet.

The imperial government is not easy to do either. Here are complaints about the birth rate, and there are complaints from netizens. Neither side is pleasing.

Everyone has no choice but to ask His Majesty the Empire to come up with a solution as soon as possible.

Originally, this was a good thing, something that benefited the whole people, but if there are too many people who want to become a monk, then it really won't work.

His Majesty the Empire was also bald, and couldn't think of any good solution, so he waved his hand: "Leave this matter to the third prince."

The third prince was convalescing the star, and he was still very happy when he accepted the errand.

After all, this is a matter related to the entire empire, and His Majesty entrusted this matter to him, which just shows that he has taken a fancy to him.

However, he drew up several charter proposals, all of which were rejected by several members, saying that none of these proposals was feasible, and he even felt that they were naive.

Several councilors were a little disappointed with the third prince. After the online meeting, whether it was intentional or not, one of the councilors said: "If it's His Royal Highness, you should already know how to solve it by now."

"Hey, isn't it?"

Communications are down.

The third prince was so angry that he almost crushed the terminal in his hand.

Why is his plan not working?

Why are you so childish?

Wen Zhaoyan is now just a waste whose genes will collapse at any time, how is he better than himself? !

The third prince held back his anger and called his servants, and asked calmly, "How is the situation at Wen Zhaoyan's side?"

The servant replied: "Since the news that his mental consciousness has deteriorated again and he developed schizophrenia last time, there has been no news. Our people can't arrange it, but the situation should not be too good."

The third prince's expression finally softened a bit: "That's right, if he got better, he might have rushed to the emperor long ago, and continued to watch every move of the manor."

"Yes."

"By the way, where's that little idiot from the Mo family?" The third prince never forgot the grudge he had when he was arrested and taken to the police station.

The servant hesitated for a moment, and said, "The young master of the Mo family doesn't go out much, and the Mo family has many bodyguards, so we can't get close to that little fool."

The third prince vomited in his heart, and refused to give up just like that, so he gritted his teeth and decided to go again.

Because all the scriptures he sang were taken off the shelves, Xixi was depressed all day long.

Mo Bai wanted to persuade the little mermaid to relax, but the little mermaid was still not very happy.

"I, have made an appointment with them..." Xixi was dejected: "I will teach you when I return to the association..."

"Teach other mermaids?" Mo Bai asked.

Xixi nodded, what he didn't say was that he had already secretly told the other mermaids that Mo Li was their king, and the king taught him how to practice!

While singing, he also felt that his supernatural powers were growing, so now that he can't sing, he feels very disappointed.

Mo Bai said: "You can't sing scriptures, but it doesn't affect your cultivation. You can teach them to meditate."

Xixi asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach well... Will you go to the Mermaid Association with me?"

Mo Bai knew that Xixi still didn't know what the Mermaid Association was looking for him, so he said, "I don't like the Mermaid Association."

Xixi didn't understand: "Why don't you like it? They, very good...give us delicious food, take care of us, help, help us have babies."

Mo Bai asked: "The mermaids in the Mermaid Association just need to help treat people?"

Xixi nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

The blue eyes are still looking at him happily, as if to say, as long as he treats others, he can live so carefree and easy, right?

Mo Bai said slowly: "Humans who can't afford mermaids will be charged money to go to the Mermaid Association for treatment, and the charging standard is very high. Will the Mermaid Association give you the money?"

Xixi was taken aback: "Money, money?"

Mo Bai said: "So, it is not given to you? Assuming that these treatment expenses are used to take care of your daily life, that is what they should do, because it is your salary and your labor income, but you are all like this. It’s easy to raise, give some dried fish and some toys, and you’ll be happy, so where did the rest of the expensive expenses go?”

Xixi heard it in a daze: "Should you give it to us?"

Mo Bai touched the little mermaid's head and said, "I'll talk to Kate about this when he has time."

Hearing this, the little mermaid was a little disappointed: "The master is very busy... um."

Mo Bai: "What are you busy with?"

Xixi pursed her lips: "He, he is getting old... Well, the master told him to get married, so he is very busy."

Mo Bai understood, he must be busy with the wedding.

No wonder the little mermaid is always surfing the Internet these days.

He touched the little mermaid's head lovingly again, and said, "That's okay, you can come to Mo's house to play."

He meant to come and play with him, but the little mermaid thought he meant to go and play with Mobai.

The little mermaid nodded vigorously: "Yeah... I, I'll bring a gift!"

Off the Starnet.

As usual, Mo Bai's soul came out of his body, and he floated to the next door to find Wen Zhaoyan to soak in the wishing pool.

After soaking in the wishing pool for two months, Wen Zhaoyan's spiritual consciousness has become more and more stable, and even the previous violent aura has gradually decreased.

Wen Zhaoyan's Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness is different from Mo Xiangtian's. His Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness is too wide, and his violent aura is as choppy as the sea. It is not possible to completely refine those auras in a day or two.

But water drips through stone, after two consecutive months, it has already been half refined.

And because it was Wen Zhaoyan who refined it himself, these auras have been absorbed into his body and used by him.

At the beginning, Mo Bai helped refine Mo Xiangtian's spiritual energy, and after refining, the spiritual energy could not be transformed into Mo Xiangtian's own power.

But at that time, Mo Xiangtian's situation was urgent, so this method was only suitable.

Wen Zhaoyan was different, he guided him to refine step by step, which was more powerful to him.

These changes are also fully reflected in him.

Wen Zhaoyan's chest became stronger, and his muscle lines became more vigorous. His whole body was full of strength, but he was not the kind of extremely exaggerated muscular man, but a figure that was just right and ready to explode at any time.

Wen Zhaoyan undressed very slowly. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mo Bai's gaze lingering on him. His hands paused slightly, and the pinnae of his ears gradually turned red. Jun's face was still calm, and he asked as if nothing had happened. : "Look at what?"

Thinking of his small body, Mo Bai said enviously, "You seem to be in better shape."

Wen Zhaoyan's ears turned redder.

He gave a calm 'hmm', put his clothes on the bank and got into the water.

After a while, Wen Zhaoyan saw that Mo Li was in a daze, thinking that he was sad that the song he sang was taken off the shelf, so he said, "The song you sang will be put on the shelf again soon."

Mo Bai was thinking about the Mermaid Association, when he heard this, he was stunned: "Will it be put on the shelves again?"

Wen Zhaoyan nodded lightly, and said, "You will know in two days."

So don't worry and don't be upset, he'll take care of it.

But Wen Zhaoyan couldn't say the latter words inexplicably.

He only added one sentence: "I won't let you work in vain."

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Mo Bai soon understood what Wen Zhaoyan was talking about.

The imperial government promulgated an APP calling on all patients with psychosis to download the registered cases. After confirming that they are indeed suffering from psychosis, they can choose to pay to download the appeasement songs they want to listen to on the APP, and those who do not suffer from psychosis , can't hear it for now.

This not only satisfies the requirements of the Fertility Office, worrying that the whole people will go to become monks after hearing this, but also satisfies the patients with mental mania.

However, patients with mental mania cannot listen to it at any time. The APP has an associated terminal and has the function of monitoring the threshold of mental power. When the threshold of mental power is detected to exceed the normal range, even if it exceeds 0.1%, it will remind you to listen to the soothing song. .

When the threshold returns to normal, it will automatically stop.

This is simply too convenient, and all psychotics have no complaints, and even feel that it is more convenient than before!

As soon as the app was launched, hundreds of millions of people downloaded it in an instant. Although it can't compare with the tens of billions of people in the empire, it was only on the shelves for an hour!

Moreover, whether it is sung by Xixi or Mo Bai, you need to pay to listen to it.

The fee charged is not high, only twenty star coins.

But when hundreds of millions of people pay at the same time, it is quite a huge fee.

The money was directly deposited into the accounts of Mo Bai and Xixi.

With this app, the imperial government was not worried that all the people would go to become monks, and even contacted Mo Bai and Xixi through private messages to encourage them to sing more songs.

One day after the APP was launched, Mo Bai took a look at his account...very good, he is already a billionaire.

[Mo: You designed this app? 】

[Wen Zhaoyan: Yes. 】

Mo Bai thought of what Wen Zhaoyan said a few days ago.

——I won’t make you busy in vain.

Mo Bai's previous rewards were all the power of faith, and he was rewarded with money for the first time. This feeling is a bit subtle and special.

After thinking about it, he still thanked Wen Zhaoyan.

[Mo: Thank you. 】

[Wen Zhaoyan: You're welcome. 】

[Wen Zhaoyan: Are you happy like this? 】

[Mo: Happy. 】

Who is unhappy with money?

Billionaire hey!

In the manor, Wen Zhaoyan looked at these two words, and slightly raised his thin lips. He wanted to reply 'um', but worried that such a reply would be too blunt.

He went to the Internet to find an emoticon package: [Well, as long as you are happy [cute JPG]]

Wen Zhaoyan is also in a good mood.

His Royal Highness the First Prince is in a good mood, but there is no one to share it with.

He simply opened the Xingwang shopping platform, bought a lot of toys, and sent them all to the kid next door.

Then share it with the little ones! !

Mo Bai, who received a bunch of gifts for no reason, was at a loss.

Mo Xiangtian was in a hurry: "Do you have money and no place to spend it?"

What's the point of always giving gifts to other people's sons! ?Are you trying to rob my son!

Wen Zhaoyan: "...No."

Mo Bai thought carefully, and finally came to a conclusion: "Do you have a better relationship with your little uncle?"

Wen Zhaoyan's ears turned red, his expression was very indifferent, and he said flatly, "It's a little better."

Mo Bai: "Wow! Congratulations! It seems that I will change my mind soon! Should I call you aunt or uncle?"

Wen Zhaoyan: "...cough, it's just a title, whatever you want."

Mo Bai: "Okay! Aunt!"

The sound is crisp, very loud!

Wen Zhaoyan patted the boy's head, feeling better.