[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

Zero Seven handed over all the fragments he had collected to Zero Five, holding up his little chin triumphantly, extraordinarily proud.

Because the spiritual power contained in the fragment of the main god is too huge, Zero Seven cannot bear it, so he has to let Zero Five integrate into the main body first.

【Look!I just said that my host is very powerful. 】

Lingwu just took a deep look at him, his silver hair covered half of his face, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he cut off the contact for the first time.

Ling Qi was a little dumbfounded, and then he became a little angry: [Bastard! 】

After Shixia returned to the space, the feeling of wanting to see the main god became stronger and stronger. He had obviously only passed through three small worlds, and this longing and desire burned him to pieces.

Although that person is different in every world, every look in his eyes seems to be hot on the tip of his heart, and the torn wound is full of bloody pleasure, which makes him willing to drink it.

He felt that if he continued like this, he would become a real lunatic sooner or later, so he simply asked Xia Lingqi if he had anything to control his emotions.

Ling Qi originally wanted to hold his own tail and gnaw it, but later realized that he had turned into a ball of light again, without a tail at all: [Yes. 】

There is a mental potion that can control Shixia's situation. He also mentioned it, but it was ruthlessly rejected by the host.

He used that kind of thing for Tokia, but he always felt that his host's strength was a bit like... Fachun?

He was so scared that he quickly extinguished his thoughts, and concentrated on launching the next world.

When Shixia opened his eyes again, a glass of ice water fell from the sky and poured all over his face, making him frown sideways.

On his pale face, only his lips were bright red, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with mist, making his eyes look hazy.

The white shirt on his upper body that has been soaked in water looks innocent and fragile.

The man who poured water on him was also in a daze for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were only contemptuous: "You think I'm willing to take you? If you don't want to go, get out sooner or later!"

[Host, this is the agent of the original host, named Ren Jie. 】

Shixia had the memory of the original owner in his mind, so he naturally knew who he was.

The original owner was a college student with excellent grades. He finished his four-year courses early, but he couldn't think about jumping into the big dye tank of the entertainment industry, and ended up getting a lot of blood.

Because the original owner is not from the acting department, but has a delicate face, empty vase and no acting skills, it can be described as horrible, and of course the hacker is also miserable.

"I'm not talking about you. How many clean people are there in the entertainment industry? Why don't you find a backer and easily climb to the top. I'm doing this for your own good, otherwise you will be hidden by the company sooner or later!"

Ren Jie looked at the silent and delicate young man in front of him and said earnestly, but the threat in his tone was also blatant.

Shi Xia grew up well, so he took it here by accident. He thought he had dug up a treasure, but who knew he took a vase!

Director Yan has a male supporting role vacant. He thought that the mud would not be able to support the wall. After all, he has a good face and pleases the director. Does he have any roles?Why is he pretending to be innocent!

"Okay, I'll go."

The young man's voice is clear and crisp, with a lazy ending, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly raised, with his own unique self-confidence.

It's just that he lowered his eyes. From Ren Jie's point of view, he was still that timid and useless person.

"That's right! You won't lose a piece of meat, I'll arrange it for you." Ren Jie suddenly smiled, and his tone was gentle.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the shell was still the same shell, but the core inside had been replaced.

Shi Xia returned home in a familiar car and road, and changed into casual clothes at home by the way.

The original owner's house was not that kind of shabby house. Although it didn't look big, it was considered neat and clean.

There is also a light blue tatami mat near the sunny place on the window sill, and there are many soft pillows on it. It is a person who will enjoy it, but it is cheap now and it is summer.

Ling Qi looked at Shi Xia who was lying on it squinting his eyes and stepped on the soft pillow next to him, but accidentally the whole cat sank.

[Host, don't you start looking for someone? 】

Shi Xia reached out to lift the cat out, and the soft cushion under his body made him not want to come out: "No hurry, anyway, I don't know where he is now, so it's better to solve the trouble of the original owner first."

When the agent approached him, he felt a voluntary curl in his heart. Although he didn't do it voluntarily, it should be the original owner's obsession after thinking about it.

Since it takes up his body, the obsession must be dealt with properly, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable if he can't use it.

Heh, man, before he entered this world, he was still looking for medicine to manage his emotions, but now he is asking him to find someone, but he has become lukewarm.

Zero Seven looked at him like a scumbag for a moment, feeling sorry for his master God for three seconds.

The original owner seemed to like furry things very much. The floor of the house was covered with furry mats, so it was fine to just lie on it and sleep.

Even the pajamas are made of fluff, and there are a bunch of square and round pillows on the bed, which looks like a plush control.

"Little cutie, help me find out who this director Yan is." Shi Xia yawned, the corners of his eyes turning red.

The person who looked cool and cold at first, but because of the plush pajamas on his body, Ling Qi almost couldn't control his hand that wanted to take pictures.

I worked hard to check the information, who made my host so good and powerful: [It seems to be a director of a TV series, his character is not very good, and there are many starlets secretly supported, host, you should think twice!You are a family man! 】

The corner of Shi Xia's mouth twitched slightly, is he such a hungry person in his eyes?

[That man has a big belly, a fat face, and a wretched appearance. How could he be as good-looking as a tenth of your daughter-in-law! 】Zero Qi tried his best to promote his main god.

Shi Xia annoyed him and directly blocked him, and swiped the Weibo forum with his mobile phone. The original owner was often hacked because of the vase, and a bunch of people on the Internet scolded him to get out of the entertainment circle.

There were only a few true fans justifying there, like a few small fish in the sea, quickly washed away by malicious intent.

Shi Xia looked at it with great interest, as if he was looking at other people's lace, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"My favorite thing is to challenge other people's bottom line, it looks very fun." Tokia was a little eager to move.

After thinking about it, he got up from the sofa and changed his clothes before going out.

Apart from those plush pajamas in his closet, he only has formal clothes for going out, and he doesn't have many casual clothes. He plans to go out and buy some.

The original owner has also earned some money in the past few years. Even if he lives in a house, he has no habit of spending money randomly, so he still has a lot of savings.

The man who was working in the office suddenly sneezed, frowning slightly.

The broken hair covered half of his eyebrows and eyes, only showing his tall nose bridge, his lips a little lighter than others, and his jaw line was sharp.

A black suit wrapped his slender body, with sharp joints on his hands and faces, and the eagle eyes hidden under the broken hair carried a bit of freezing coldness, and even a pair of soft gold-rimmed glasses could not dispel the chill.

He turned up the air conditioner a bit, knocked on the table, and looked back at the computer screen again, his voice was bone-chillingly cold, with an unapproachable temperature: "Go on."