Be the Boss From Doupo

After going back with the good goddess, watching the gods rest and heal, An Bufan stopped interrupting.

After slamming a stick in the hearts of the gods, he left again.

He once again found a place where there was no one. This time it was not a retreat, but he was ready to leave this world.

The system seems to have been upgraded ahead of time, don’t you go? It seems impossible.

This may be the legendary one that is ready to run away after pretending to be forced, and no one can stop it.

No one's place.

At this time, everything in the God Realm was still at this time, the wind was no longer blowing, and the clouds and mist were no longer floating.

Time stopped passing at this moment.

The gods also maintained a static movement at this time, without any movement, and without any breathing.

Everything seemed to be a lifelike painting, and only An Bufan was the "living" thing in the entire God Realm.

An Bufan faced everything still in front of him, but he still didn't understand that this was a prelude to his preparation to leave this world.

Sure enough, in An Bufan's mind at this time, the voice of the system sounded.

"Ding."

"Congratulations to the little brother of the host for binding the 2.3 version of the boss system."

"Will you leave this world now?"

"Yes?"

"Is it still."

An Bufan quickly replied: "Yes."

System: "Is the host brother ready?"

"Ok."

An Bufan nodded and said, "Ready."

System: "Start to leave, count down."

"ten."

"nine."

"Eight."

"Seven."

...

"three."

"two."

"One."

Wow.

Just as the last voice of the system fell, a white light radiated from An Bufan's body, rushing straight into the sky, the white light that rushed into the sky in the next second disappeared, and An Bufan also disappeared immediately.

And just as An Bufan left, the God Realm returned to normal again, the wind was still blowing, and the clouds were still moving.

The gods are still "alive", but they don't know that time has stopped passing by just now.

...

Strange world.

strange place.

There are unfamiliar streets.

There are busy traffic and people coming and going.

The appearance of An Bufan's white clothes on the street seemed so abrupt.

From time to time, there were strange gazes and whispers, watching the people passing by.

Shorts, short sleeves, skirts, jeans...

Twisting his waist, walking on the street, exuding the smell of youth hormones.

An Bufan looked down at the white clothes and boots he wore at this time, and then touched his head.

"Long hair?"

At this moment, An Bufan finally understood why so many people looked at him.

It turned out not because he was handsome, but because his outfit at this time seemed so incompatible with the crowd in this world.

The breeze blows slowly, An Bufan's white clothes are just like this, and the three thousand green silks are also slightly blowing in the wind.

"Wow!"

A group of young aunts on the side of the road were surprised when they saw this scene, and they ran up to take a photo together.

"Handsome guy, add a contact information. How about taking a photo? Which crew do you belong to?"

An extraordinary person can handle it, but a group? An Bufan had no choice but to escape.

Even if his clothes are so incompatible with this time, he still can't hide his handsomeness.

He just wants to be an ordinary person, but this face is not allowed.

He is really too difficult.

An Bufan found an unmanned alley and escaped a group of crazy "fans".

The communication system quickly asked: "Miss System, what kind of world is this? How do I feel that I am back to the modern age?"

"Am I coming back through the journey?"

System: "The host's little brother has not traveled back to his original world. Although it is very similar to the host's world, it is not."

An Bufan asked: "Then what world is here?"

System: "The World of Super Seminary."

"Super Seminary?"

An Bufan heard the system muttering to himself, and he immediately understood it, no wonder it was so modern here.

It turned out to be Super Seminary!

For Ultra Theological Seminary, An Bufan is also quite familiar, and he still knows the existence of Three Kings, Qilin, Qiangwei, and Yan.

To the north of the Milky Way, Oyan is the most beautiful.

He even understood what kind of world this is, so An Bufan took a look at his current appearance, and quickly asked: "Miss System, according to the previous journey, my journey will replace someone, then who am I now? "

"Which star is it?"

"I'm still wearing this suit, and my three thousand green silks seem to be real too."

System: "Brother host, you are still you, and you will not replace anyone."

"You are still safe."

"Ok?"

An Bufan was slightly confused, and it took a while before he woke up and said, "I am still me?"

"Then I don't have any power now? It's just a waste?"

An Bufan quickly clenched his fists, the once powerful feeling disappeared, and the power that could destroy the world with a single punch disappeared.

An Bufan is very suspicious now that just two, no, a small **** can rub him on the ground.

He knelt down and called Ba Ba, singing and conquering.

In the future interstellar wars, gluttonous food, when the devil fights over, what should I do?

Become cannon fodder?

Or are you going to hug your thigh?

In addition to his own face, and his brother, he seems to be useless.

System: "Theoretically, yes, the host's little brother is now a waste."

"grass……"

Originally this was just my own conjecture, but now I get a systematic answer.

An Bufan couldn't help but have green plants slowly taking root in his heart, and gradually growing.

For the first time, the opening is closed.

The second time, the start was a seal.

For the third time, the start was a love beast.

This time, the start was a waste.

...

Is this the rhythm that prepares him to become cannon fodder in his future wars?

An Bufan: "Miss System, is this going to make me become cannon fodder in the future war?"

Immediately after turning the front of the conversation, he continued: "Miss System, although the crossing started a little bit earlier, it still fits your name anyway, big brother."

"But this time, not only was the start of the game a waste, it was an ordinary person. Apart from this face, it was simply a waste."

"This is totally inconsistent with your name—big brother."

When the words fell, An Bufan couldn't help but said again: "Miss System, is the Big Brother system now renamed as the Waste System."

"Humph."

The system's rather dissatisfied voice rang at this time: "Brother host, are you questioning my decision?"

"It's you at the beginning, how can you call yourself rubbish? I don't allow you to call yourself like this."

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