"Didn't you say before that you can not only know how to use the Internet through divine thoughts, but also generate electricity through divine thoughts? Let's send it to me now..."

For some reason, the old man was not planning to let Fang Ning go easily today.

Maybe the other party got the rent a few days ago and it was too harsh...

"Damn it, today I want to let you know that you can stay on the front line in the system and meet again in the future. Don't do whatever you want at any time!"

Fang Ning threw down a sentence, then closed his eyes and focused, as if something was brewing.

The old man was surprisingly patient and did not interrupt Fang Ning's brewing.

Not long after, it seemed that the brewing was completed, Fang Ning suddenly ran to the system refrigeration area.

Then he took out a... brand new hand-crank generator from it.

"Uh, what are you doing?" The old man was very puzzled.

Fang Ning ignored it and moved out a high-end gaming laptop and connected it to a hand-crank generator.

At this time, he glared at his eyes, the hand-crank generator trembled all over, and several wheels began to rotate on their own.

After looking at this state, those who don’t understand it, they thought that a generator could become a sensation.

The old man then understood and said disdainfully: "I thought you had any advanced technology for using love to generate electricity, but I didn't expect it to be just the most basic divine thoughts that drive away..."

"You know the simpler and basic yarn, the more stable and reliable it is. Too complicated things often cause accidents."

Fang Ning then opened the notebook and downloaded and installed the game package again, and then started playing the game with great enthusiasm.

"Hmph, you either play or sleep every day. If you keep practicing souls, I don't believe it. How long can you last..." the old man said angrily.

"Haha, I may not be able to hold on for too long, but I still have tens of thousands of souls in the Dragon Prison." Fang Ning was proud.

"Impossible. Without my words, they can't come up with it." The old man decisively blocked Fang Ning's path. "If you want to play for a long time, just exercise your soul strength and play as long as you persist."

"Uh, uncle, it turns out that I blamed you wrongly." Fang Ning was not a heartless guy after all. After hearing this, he understood the purpose of the uncle and felt guilty immediately.

It turns out that the old man is still for his own good... no, safety is the first priority.

After all, the stronger the soul of his host, the safer it will be when he encounters danger in the future.

"You only realized that you blamed me again. I pity my young heart, who was deeply hurt by you again and again. Can't you give me some compensation?" the old man took the opportunity to say.

"Impossible, no, get out." Fang Ning felt guilt lasted for only three seconds after hearing this.

Then he buried his head and started playing.

However, tonight is destined to be a turbulent autumn, which makes Fang Ning unable to have fun.

Not long after playing, the old man suddenly gloated and said, "Big Rich Man, come and watch the live broadcast outside. Your workers are actually starting to make trouble."

"Damn it, let Lao Zheng take care of it, I don't have time." Fang Ning then turned the blame.

"Hehe, hurry up and take a look. I always feel that there is something wrong with it. There is no prompt on the system map." The old man urged.

Fang Ning was a little guilty just now. When he heard this, he felt embarrassed to continue playing, so he opened the live broadcast screen in the Internet cafe.

As soon as the screen opened, an angry voice came out.

"It's amazing how to practice? What kind of pretend?" A young worker said to the other two people with a blushing face.

"Uh, what a familiar feeling of the picture." Fang Ning was speechless when he saw this.

The other two workers who confronted him, also very young, were shaking their heads and sneering there.

"It's of course great to know how to practice. No matter how smart you are and hard-working you are, you can't practice. In the future, you will be just a useless man and can only be a coolie, just looking at people's faces." One of the workers said disdainfully.

The other one is nodding with a smile.

"These three people cooperated really well..." Fang Ning nodded first, then suddenly had an idea and said, "Are they acting? They deliberately wanted to attract our attention?"

"Uh, rich man, why do you say that?" The old man looked around and couldn't help but feel very depressed if he couldn't find the problem.

Only then did it realize that there was an insurmountable gap between itself and its host.

"It's very simple. They are not crazy. Don't you know where this place is?" Fang Ning asked back, "This is a place where 'the common people gather, a place where all evil is not invaded; the Eastern Lighthouse is located, with more than 300,000 per square meter'. Making trouble here is simply seeking death."

"Uh, when you say that, I always feel like I'm crazy." The old man became even more depressed.

"I didn't say that, you admitted it yourself." Fang Ning was speechless. The old man had a lot of dramas recently. I wonder if it had developed into the rebellion period...

At this time, the live broadcast screen changes.

At this time, a middle-aged worker came over.

"Don't argue, so as not to affect the rest of the Venerable again. How great is it to be able to come here and hear Mr. Zheng's lecture? Everyone is a worker, and they serve the Venerable together. If you are invited by someone for money, you must be worthy of your wages... Wang Wenqing, you have always been smart, how could you argue with these two guys?" the middle-aged worker advised earnestly.

"Master Luo, it's not that I want to quarrel, it's that these two guys are too annoying. I practice slowly, not as fast as them, but they both scold me for being useless, and ask me to do this and that every day, and bring them tea and cigarettes... This is where the dragon lives, so you can't bully people like this, right?" Wang Wenqing, a young worker, lowered his head and said.

"It's a bit too much. Don't you know that the Venerable hates others to bully others and bully the weakest... How many powerful demons he has killed? You are just starting to practice. Are you going to go wrong?" Master Luo said in surprise.

When the two young workers across the opposite side heard this, they couldn't help but look at Wang Wenqing, with a hint of panic in their eyes and even a little complaining.

"Master Luo, we know we were wrong." The two young workers immediately bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Wang Wenqing's face, as if he was helpless, and then said, "Forget it, as long as they stop bullying me again, I don't want to make trouble for the Venerable to know, so as to avoid the old man's energy."

"That's good. You must understand your duty as a person. It's yours. It's yours. It's not yours. Don't force it." Master Luo finally advised.

The other workers were watching the fun, and none of them came forward to persuade them to fight.

The so-called "where all righteous people gather together, and where all evil will not invade" is probably true, but the first half will have to be given a big discount.

There are also demons in the Western Paradise of Bliss, and the golden winged roc is standing on the Buddha's head in a paradise.

When Fang Ning saw this, he shook his head repeatedly: "Human hearts are not as old as ever, there are not many simple people."

"What do you mean? I didn't understand." The old man admitted honestly.

"Oh, there are small society everywhere. Wang Wenqing wants to take the path of abortion and find someone to work together in the script. He is afraid that he will spend a lot of effort. His intentions are not bad, so you can't see him turning red and black. Other workers are happy to have three competitors and let them quarrel. Only Master Luo is really a good person, rare." Fang Ning sighed.

"Well, the wise host is indeed very intelligent and has no small system." The old man said, and he was very lucky.

"Get out." Fang Ning was speechless after watching a free rehearsal routine, and then went to play his own game.

"Wait, rich man, I found a problem. In fact, it's not their fault for playing this routine. Have you noticed that I've said before, "All things are born in nature are actually waste..." The old man suddenly came back and said.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Fang Ning just founded a good character and was interrupted by the old man, and was very depressed.

"I mean, even if ordinary people have the "Nine-Turn Golden Elixir Art" I developed, they will at most be able to revolve around the state of concentration throughout their lives. After all, they are qualified. There are no treasures of heaven and earth, no peerless elixirs, and their lifespan is limited. It is difficult to break through the upper limit with just one skill," the old man explained.

"Oh, that means ordinary people are ordinary people, so what? Isn't living the same way?" Fang Ning said without caring.

"You stay in the system space every day, of course you don't feel it. Many people outside are in danger and are frightened every day. If I hadn't been on patrol every day, it would have been the end of the world." The old man was very disdainful.

"What are you worried about this?" Fang Ning said in confusion.

"I won't worry about them. I'm just studying the purpose of these three people playing this routine." The old man said aggrievedly.

"Oh, then you don't have to waste this time in the future."

“Why?”
Chapter completed!