MTL - Good God, Stop! - ~ Chapter 52

Demons are lurking, and there are thousands of races.

If you don’t pay attention, you will eat the weak.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Li Dan, because as long as he is self-disciplined, he can get corresponding rewards and become perfect and invincible!

“Congratulations to the host for insisting on exercising every day and obtaining a top-level body forging exercise.”

“Congratulations to the host for insisting on basking in the sun every day and getting a top shield.”

“Congratulations to the host for insisting on playing ball every day and obtaining the full-level alchemy talent.”

Crowd: Why does he not do his work every day, and his cultivation keeps rising?

“Ding: Release a new self-discipline task, insist on confessing the beautiful women in the sect for a month, and reward a mysterious talent.”

Li Dan: “Everyone is busy first, I have something to do, so I will leave first, senior sisters, your Dandan is here-“

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Who will tell her what happened?

Is she wilding a child in the wilderness? The child’s umbilical cord was bitten off by a mutant mouse, my God, what’s going on?

Yin Xuehan was trembling to deal with the umbilical cord problem for the child, but she felt pain in her stomach again. This is another…

At this time, the voice of the system came, and she actually gave birth live in the wilderness?

Is this the rhythm of going crazy? This world actually relies on live streaming and doing quests to earn points, God, please save her, she brought her two cubs into such a difficult wilderness dungeon at the beginning.

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[No heroine, no emotional line, no ambiguity, a lot of private settings, a comprehensive world view, I am an organization. 】

[There is a story about an undercover police officer with real wine, there is a possibility of death for the red party, and both Bourbon and Scotland are real wine]

“Name.”

“Osamu Dazai.”

“gender.”

“A man without a doubt.”

“age.”

“14.”

“The code name of the Black Organization.”

“Cahor.”

“Why did you join the Black Organization?”

“Well, because I’m the adopted son of that gentleman.”

[This article is also known as Osamu Dazai of COS. I recognized a thief as a father in the Conan crew. I am not disqualified in this world. I am full of fighting skills. I appeared in Japan the next second at the comic exhibition and became a three-year-old slaughter]

[There will be other vests. ][The elegant party and the gangsters stay away from me][Writing to play, don’t gangster]

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More than ten years later, this sentence gradually spread in Elbaf Continent:

Never use magic to deal with tyrants, because you will find that he will return your spells to you thousands of times after being strengthened by countless magic specialties.

This is the story of a dragon-shaped self-propelled fort that keeps doing things in another world.

There is nothing that one magic can’t fix. If there is, then there are more. ——Izawa

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