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Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh pattern and the grand wishes of the father(2/2)

The last fragments of the world directly became part of the new world without being reprocessed. It is completely correct to say that they are ghosts.

"So you would hand over such an important strategic weapon as the Garden of Death to an ordinary life manager who is not an apostle." Bingtis rubbed his chin clearly. "In this state, she is equivalent to a part of Avalon, absolutely nothing."

Betrayal is possible, and she is more suitable than anyone else to control things in this place. It is not easy for that rigid researcher to safely hand over his hard work to outsiders."

Bingtis shook her head and finished speaking, but I gave her a strange look, and finally couldn't help but ask: "I said, why do you feel a little weird about you? You are not someone who usually cares about such trivial matters.

Bar?"

Yes, Bingtis usually doesn’t care about the Xiling armaments that are increasingly difficult to understand in her opinion, nor does she care about what kind of people my commanders are. She cares most about them.

The only thing that matters is how many snacks there are in the world that she has never eaten, and how much she spends her nights in front of the TV watching Happy Camp. This eldest sister, who usually does nothing but lead her band of gangsters around, is so angry today.

Having said so many ethical and serious things, this is so scary.

Bingtis looked into my eyes and suddenly laughed, then shook his head, and the long silver hair that almost reached the ground swayed slightly: "Father God is right, you are someone who never takes the initiative.

Those who are worried are like his old man. I am afraid that all void creatures are inert... But there is no need to think so much. I just stopped by to see Father God when I went home to meet my parents. He gave me a body

I talked about some things, mentioned you, and things that happened around you, so even I became curious about you."

I said "Oh" slowly, and I didn't feel too surprised. I have come into contact with Father God myself. Although he has supreme authority, he is a very easy-going, like the big brother next door. He likes to talk to others.

Chatting, it is said that Father God can become familiar with anyone except that stupid Dragon God, and Bingtis was the one he grew up watching. It is normal for the two of them to chat, but I didn’t expect them to have a common topic.

It turned out to be myself.

"As a void creature with only three known people in the whole clan, and among them is a guy who may not be able to see each other for hundreds of millions of years, Father God has actually been paying attention to you since he knew of your existence. He is very curious about you and his

The difference, and he made a lot of guesses about how you will develop. He also told me that after discovering a few more similar species, he will start to study the racial characteristics of the 'Void Biological Tribe'. Well, he said that his biggest wish is usually

He just wanted to find a few more void creatures, and then find out whether all the void creatures could become a group. He formulated a five-billion-year plan for this purpose. Of course, if the situation requires it, it can be a five-billion-year plan. Anyway, you will not die like him.

Lose……"
Chapter completed!
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