The Super Universe Leveling Game

0Small figures have trouble with small figures and big figures have trouble with big figures. Although Huang Yanmei was not a big figure, in terms of material conditions, she was better than ordinary people. However, she did not like this family. There was no familial love. It was more about the exchange of interests. For those who were useful, they would be enthusiastic, and those who were useless would be treated coldly. She was not sure if it was because of her or someone else. If it was not for the fact that her grandfather insisted on going back to celebrate, she wouldn't have returned.    

    

The Mid-Autumn Festival was over, and she was finally free.    

    

Huang Yanmei briefly summarized her life in Taiwan before focusing on the delicacies. This flight was quite stingy. There was only a piece of bread on the plane to send her off. She did not eat lunch at noon and was always hungry.    

    

"The food at home is still delicious." Huang Yanmei was very relaxed in front of Dongfang Qingyu. She did not need to deliberately pretend to be a lady. She also did not need to worry about Dongfang Qingyu talking to her while lying on the chair.    

    

"How much is it?" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"It's vulgar!" Huang Yanmei looked at him with disdain.    

    

The location of the farm entertainment had caused their prices to be rather high. It was considered a high-end but informal casual place. Of course, large scale meetings were still at Star hotels. However, they were friends and relatives. After a short gathering, most people still liked to come to the farm entertainment industry. This group of people had money and free time, so farm entertainment naturally wouldn't be polite. The price of vegetables was rather high.    

    

Four dishes, one soup, five dishes, plus two bottles of drinks and rice, it was more than a thousand yuan. It was about 200 yuan for a dish. If it was in the big food stall, 200 yuan would be enough to eat a meal.    

    

"Do you want to drink some wine?" Dongfang Qingyu asked with a smile.    

    

"I don't want to drink, and you don't want to drink. It's boring for me to drink alone." Huang Yanmei said. Dongfang Qingyu wanted to drive, so he could not drink.    

    

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.    

    

"Please come in." Dongfang Qingyu was somewhat puzzled. The dishes had already been served.    

    

The door was pushed open and a young man came in with a plate of fruit. He looked at Dongfang Qingyu and saw the young man looking at him with a smile, trying to please him.    

    

"Hello, Dongfang Qingyu. I am a fan of yours. I am very happy to see you. Can you give me your autograph?"    

    

"Sure, but you can't tell others that I'm here. I still want to eat. I don't want to be disturbed, okay?" This was not the first time Dongfang Qingyu had encountered such a situation. He was not nervous at all.    

    

"Yes, yes." The young man nodded repeatedly. He put down the fruit plate and quickly took out a piece of paper and a pen from his body.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu wrote his name very seriously and said to the young man, "Do your best. As long as you work hard, you will be the same as me."    

    

"Thank you, idol. I will work hard." The young man took the autograph and was so excited that he was at a loss. "I specially made the fruit plate for you to eat. I hope you like it." After saying that, he was worried that Dongfang Qingyu would refuse and ran away.    

    

"What's the situation, Qingyu?" Huang Yanmei was stunned. She looked at Dongfang Qingyu as if he was a monster. "When did you become a celebrity? Someone asked you for an autograph and looked at you with admiration. You haven't even finished studying in university!"    

    

"Sign your own name. All the kindergarten students know how to do it." Dongfang Qingyu rolled his eyes.    

    

"Recruit from the truth! What did you do to hide your identity?" Huang Yanmei's eyes were full of curiosity.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu told her what had happened and finally concluded, "So I have to go out less in the future to avoid unnecessary trouble."    

    

"It's not all bad. Look, isn't this a freeloading fruit? It's a token of appreciation from the handsome guy! " Huang Yanmei smiled evilly.    

    

"A good sentence from you has changed the taste. How did your insurance company train you? Don't you know that you have to be as pious as you are to God when you treat your clients?" Dongfang Qingyu said angrily.    

    

"You are my husband, not my client. Do you need to be polite with your family?" Huang Yanmei was not afraid of him.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu could not do anything to her.    

    

"Brahma is the king of traffic now. He was forced to change his name by my husband. Just thinking about it makes me proud." Huang Yanmei's brows were filled with excitement. She looked at Dongfang Qingyu with tender affection, "Hubby, you are my pride."    

    

"Don't. I am just a gamer. It was just a coincidence." Dongfang Qingyu waved his hand repeatedly. He could not stand Huang Yanmei's seemingly worshipping but actually mocking gaze.    

    

"There are so many people playing games. Why can't others turn the tide? Yet you are the only one who did it. In the end, my husband is the best." Huang Yanmei happily sat beside him and crossed her arms. "No, I have to go out more often in the future. Maybe I will meet fanatical fans. I can even get a free meal."    

    

"You just want to." Dongfang Qingyu rolled his eyes. There was something he didn't say out loud. If you knew that I messed up Brahma's good deed and he wanted to kill me, you wouldn't think that way.    

    

In the end, Dongfang Qingyu was still worried that he would encounter a situation where he was surrounded by fans. After finishing his meal, he quickly left. Huang Yanmei was also quite tired from sitting on the plane. Plus, she was too full and didn't want to move. She canceled her shopping activities and went straight home.    

    

Cheng Hongluan, Li Hongdou and Huang Yanmei had not seen each other for a few days and the three of them sat together. There were endless words that Dongfang Qingyu could not finish listening to. He did not know when he fell asleep on the sofa and was woken up by Cheng Hongluan. It was already past midnight.    

    

The next day, he went online and continued to call Necromancer.    

    

"Corruption Art!"    

    

"Bone Fire Art! '"    

    

"'Curse Bomb! '"    

    

...    

    

"Earthquake Wave!"    

    

"Poison Fang Art!!"    

    

"Pestilence Art!"    

    

...    

    

"Death Grip!"    

    

"Evil Spirit Descends to the World!"    

    

"Dragon's Claws!"    

    

...    

    

Red numbers floated above Necromancer's head like snowflakes. There were two big and small red numbers that were the most conspicuous. They were caused by top magic, and they were as glaring as the red sun.    

    

After a few days of preparation, the five thousand members of the Nine Layers Of Sky Gang were personally led by their leader, Sunset Blood. When they arrived at the canyon, they did not hide the news this time. They made a big fuss because they were in a hurry. However, they discovered that the canyon had collapsed and was already destroyed.    

    

The setting sun was in a terrible mood. It couldn't wait to pass through the canyon and appear in front of Earth Demon's old nest. Looking at the corpses and the destroyed belly of the mountain, it was dark in front of their eyes and they almost fell down.    

    

"Who is it?"    

    

For the blueprint of the Dwarf Tank, Nine Layers Of Sky had paid a huge price, as well as the rank of over a thousand members. However, someone had beat them to it, and their ashen face was filled with killing intent.    

    

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Tathagata's uncle panicked and looked at the ruins in disbelief.    

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"Investigate, we must find out who intercepted the Hu of our Nine Layers Of Sky." The setting sun was gnashing its teeth in anger. Earth Demon was dead, and the old nest was destroyed. There was no hope for the map anymore. This matter could not be let go just like that. The Nine Layers Of Sky couldn't be taken lightly by anyone. This grudge... He had to take revenge.    

    

The Nine Layers Of Sky came in high spirits and returned in a hurry. However, even if they dug three feet into the ground, they couldn't find any reason. Dongfang Qingyu hadn't met them before, and he hadn't gotten any blueprints either. Even if Nine Layers Of Sky thought about it, they wouldn't have thought that their mission and Dongfang Qingyu's mission would run into each other.    

    

Another day passed, and Necromancer's aura had already been eliminated by more than 20%. At this rate, it would be settled in about a week.    

    

At 18: 00, Dongfang Qingyu went offline to eat.