Why is this main god space a sewing monster!

Chapter 1141 The Purification Plan of the Funny Lord

Finally, with Chu Xuan's repeated assurances, Zheng Zha booked a date for the surgery.

"Speaking of which, how many resources do we have on hand? I plan to gather another advanced enhancement for the team. Now we are still a little short of resources to reach S for the whole team." Wu Jie counted on his fingers, turned his head to look outside the half-open door, and saw the faint white light emitted by the main god: "Me, my second brother and Fu Zha, plus Zhang Heng, the three of us can gather two A-level side plots and 20,000 to 30,000 reward points. Chu Xuan, what about you?"

"Not a single point." Chu Xuan gave a despairing number: "I used up all my resources before Alien 4, because I knew the Lord would not reserve any bonus points or side plots for me. As for the Marvel Universe, since I have not officially returned to the team, there are no extra bonus points or side plots."

"Then it's not enough to get another advanced enhancement or something." Wu Jie frowned and said, "Even if we don't consider that everyone has S-level exchange items or S-level bloodlines, even if everyone has S-level resources for side plots, it's not enough. And didn't Wang Xia express his intention to quit the team before? If Wang Xia really quits the team, I think we have to get an S-level god bloodline for Lao Wang as a token of our appreciation, right?"

Although these bonus points were barely enough to get a relatively ordinary double A-level enhancement, Wu Jie had just obtained a hidden exchange item, and Zheng Zha had a precise recommendation, so of course he wanted to find a better one as much as possible. But good things are not cheap, not to mention that Chu Xuan wanted to transform the batch of cloning machines, and he might have to take away a lot of bonus points and side plots from them.

"Alas, although we can easily come up with an A-level side story, why do we always feel that we don't have enough money? How about we find a horror movie to increase our score?"

"In order to strengthen the team to the critical point of saturation, I estimate that it will take another ten A-level side plots and three to four S-level side plots, as well as at least 150,000 reward points. This does not include the resources I need to transform the cloning machine and purchase some materials." Chu Xuan gave a data that was so accurate that it made people despair. Adding up all these bits and pieces, a reincarnation team may not be able to get together from its establishment to the end of the final battle.

No, it's impossible to get them all together!

"I think that unless we overturn the Primordial Heaven, there is no possibility of collecting these reward points. But the problem is that if we have the strength to overturn the Primordial Heaven and blow up the Primordial Continent, then the resources you mentioned will definitely not be enough. This is a bottomless pit! Chu Xuan, use your invincible wisdom to think of a solution!"

"I am not a god, and my wisdom has its limits."

"Then can you find a way to hack the Lord God?" Zhang Heng proposed a more daring idea: "I think Xiao Yi can be used as a springboard, what do you think?"

".Where's your mask?"

Seeing Chu Xuan avoiding the subject and even mentioning his mask, Zhang Heng became alert.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Heng first took out the mask and showed it to the others, then carefully held the mask in his arms and said, "Don't think about the mask, it's not a good thing."

"No, you know it's not a good thing, but you still treat it as a treasure?"

"What else? Let it out to harm others?" The ahoge on Zhang Heng's head flashed with digital light, and Zhang Heng looked at the green mask in his arms with mixed feelings: "I know how terrifying this mask is better than any of you. Believe me, there is no one in this world who knows how terrifying [Funny] is better than me."

"I just want to remind you, don't throw this thing around, it will be bad if someone else picks it up." Chu Xuan warned Zhang Heng very seriously: "Although this mask can only explode with its full power when you wear it, it has little to do with the mask. It's mainly you. You are the bomb, and the mask is at best a detonator. But as you put it on, the distortion force that was only one step away from awakening has completely begun to spread. Now this mask has changed from a simple detonator to a pollution source. Only when you carry it can you absorb the pollution into yourself. If you give it to others, others will definitely be polluted."

"Do I need you to tell me?" Wu Jie put his hand on Zhang Heng's shoulder and pressed down hard on Zhang Heng, who was shouldering a heavy responsibility. Looking at the oak mask that was flashing with a faint green light, Wu Jie suddenly had a bold idea.

"Chu Xuan, I have a bold idea for Zhang Heng's mask."

"Are you really going to let me wear a mask and be the Laughing Bat?"

"That's not the case. The Lord of Comedy and the Ultimate Sage are already terrifying enough. Once the Laughing Bat, a thing that combines two heaven-defying attributes, is born, the multiverse will usher in an unprecedented reconciliation. I mean, maybe I can think of a way to resolve the pollution?"

"Oh?" Chu Xuan exclaimed in surprise, but from his unchanged expression, it was hard to tell whether Chu Xuan was shocked by this sentence because he had not anticipated it, or whether Chu Xuan had already predicted Wu Jie's move and was just flattering Wu Jie.

"Huh?!" This was Zhang Heng. He was truly shocked.

"Ah" ×2, this is Zheng Zha and Fu Zha, they didn't understand what these three brothers were saying at all.

"The pollution of comedy can only be barely resisted even at the cost of sacrifice. It can't even be called a resistance. One-on-one consumption is considered a resistance. One hundred, ten thousand, or even more sacrifices can offset one comedy. That's basically using human lives to fill it. So I'm thinking of a way to purify the pollution of comedy, and that's to make Zhang Heng really laugh."

".Do you think I'm smiling brightly?" Zhang Heng forced a smile and pointed his finger at his face and asked.

"Don't ask such obvious questions."

"Then keep going." Chu Xuan pushed his glasses and did not comment on Wu Jie's suggestion. He just left Wu Jie a word of encouragement.

"What kind of oil do you want?"

A relaxed tone of voice sounded outside the door, and Zhang Jie walked into the room with two jugs of wine, smiling.

"So fast!" Zhang Heng was amazed, and then asked worriedly: "Is there something wrong with the newly condensed body? How about letting Doctor Chu take a look at it?"

"I'm a psychiatrist. If you have any health problems, go to Cheng Xiao."

"Get lost!" Zhang Jie cursed angrily, "Your sister-in-law is not an ignorant person. The team's affairs are more important. Besides, it's only afternoon now. We have to wait until night anyway! Right?"

(End of this chapter)