My Evil System - Chapter 69 Huh . . . The Animals?

Do not underestimate the act of tilling the soil. The practice of farming holds the power to command the clouds and dictate the rainfall with a mere flick of the wrist. Similarly, never undervalue the humble farmer, who might draw the gaze of stunning women, and vie for the affections of fluttering butterflies.A stunning journalist makes for a worthy companion, and even an aloof, imperious law enforcement officer could be brought to plead for mercy. A tutor? Allow me to provide additional instruction! I may appear as a regular individual, but through a stroke of fortune, I have embarked on a captivating journey, dancing amidst the wind and the clouds!

[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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Ding!

The system activation task has started!

Look at the terminally ill old man in front of you, let’s unplug his oxygen tube and give him a ride. Seriously compassionate face~

Shinomiya Qingyu was stunned, the bad old man in the mouth of the dog system seems to be a bit strong…

Glancing at the outsider golem tube stuck behind the ‘age spots’, he was silent, and even wanted to laugh…

You call this thing an ‘oxygen tube’? ? ?

in addition…

Super Death Mission has been released:

Experience the ultimate meaning of the Eight Gates of Dunjia for yourself! (Kicked ‘Ye Kai’ hard and shouted, ‘I would like to call you the strongest!’)

Give Kaguya Otsutsuki a thousand-year kill! (and record this beautiful moment)

Art is to send stars…and SpongeBob SquarePants! (Blow up with Deidara)

Invite Terumi Mei to preside over the wedding (congratulations must not be less than 100 words)…

In addition, there are more various death missions waiting to be opened.

And when the protagonist suddenly looked back at the prime minister after many years, everyone was suffocating MMP in their mouths…

Gan!

This ninja doesn’t look very strong, why doesn’t he die? ? ?

This is probably the autobiography of a poor child who was dragged down a path of no return by the dog system that wanted to die.

(In addition, there are thousands of finished copies of “The Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World”, and the finished book “The Infinite Gloves of Pirates”. Book friends who are in the book shortage are welcome to come and taste.)

Since writing the book, it has never been changed, and the character is guaranteed. Welcome to the pit~

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The Cheng family finally found the real daughter who had been wandering the streets. Cheng Ling, the fake daughter who had been wrongly adopted for eighteen years, instantly became the family’s joke.

The real heiress was very domineering and the fake heiress was soon despised by the family.

Many people were waiting to see the fake daughter make a fool of herself, but they realized…

The world’s top medical expert: “May I know where Miss Cheng Ling, who was kicked out of the house, is? I begged her for a long time and she finally agreed to give me a chance to meet her.”

International idol Best Actor Tang: “Miss Cheng Ling, can you sell me another grape? Just one will do. After eating your grape, my voice is getting much more beautiful.”

The famous godfather of the Mafia said, “Miss Cheng Ling, can you sell me one of your cucumbers? I was seriously injured in my early years and it’s hard for me to recover. Only your cucumbers can save me.”

Soon, everyone realized that almost all the rich and powerful families in the world had a favor to ask of the fake daughter, Cheng Ling. As long as she said a word, those rich and powerful people would be willing to do anything for her.

That was because Cheng Ling had a piece of divine soil in her hands. The fruits of vegetables grown from divine soil had all kinds of magical and powerful effects.

Third Master Qin, who was feared by all the aristocrats in the world and was rumored to be extremely cold and ruthless, pretended to be pitiful in front of Cheng Ling. “Ling Ling, my chest hurts. Come, come, come. Stay here tonight. When I take off my clothes, you can take a good look at me…”

Cheng Ling: “Stay away from me, don’t get in the way of my farming.”