I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

Oniryuin Miyo felt a little emotional, not only because the Lord God was drinking again, but also because of the person he was drinking from.

Who is Fujiwara Tatsuzuru?

A few days ago, he was the one who told the Kannagi family to find proof from the Lord God, and then attracted Sotaro to the door.

Although Sotaro's action was a matter of his own character, without Fujiwara Ryugen, the God Master would not have been implicated.

Miyo Kiryuin is a straightforward girl. She doesn't have so many twists and turns in her heart, so she doesn't care about gray and white things, and the worldly world.

The impression of people is very simple, that is, good people, bad people, and passers-by.

Good people are people like Shiraishi, Kannagi, and Komori who are close to each other.

Passers-by are people who have nothing to do with each other. If those people have any difficulties, she will try her best to help them wherever she can.

Her kindness is limited to the above two types of people. To the bad people, she has no kindness at all and can only speak with her fists.

Fujiwara Ryugen and Kannagi Sotaro were both recorded in her bad guy's book. They were people who would definitely be beaten up after completing their studies.

In this respect, she is very small-minded.

Therefore, Miyo Kiryuin had no intention of greeting the Lord God with a smile as he went to see him off. Instead, she pouted her lips angrily, crossed her arms across her chest, and silently expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Kiryuin, I have decided the direction of your next training for you."

Shiraishi used one sentence to dissolve her dissatisfaction, and her pouted mouth turned into a bright smile. Her almond-shaped eyes were full of joy. She quickly came closer and said, "How should we train next?"

Shiraishi smiled, picked up the blueprint on the table, and said, "Just use this, it's called the spiral current trainer, and press it on your arms."

Oniryuin Miya lowered her head and saw that her wheat-colored arms were suddenly wrapped with gold-colored gold flakes. From her biceps to her ten fingers, she looked very beautiful. "It's so amazing. No matter how many times I see it, God Lord Your Lord's butterfly-turning technique makes me feel so powerful."

"good."

Shiraishi replied humbly, "This girl doesn't know how to praise others. She is very powerful just by tossing and turning. "According to Fujiwara, you only need to control the electric current to spiral on the gold and keep punching.

Slowly, when the surface of your skin gets used to the spiral of electric current, it will stimulate the muscles from the outside inward, increasing the spiritual pressure and electric current. "

"I'll give it a try!" Miyu Kiryuin looked excited and wanted to run out and try to see if it was easy.

Shiraishi grabbed her ponytail and said, "We're going to eat soon. Why are you running around? We'll try again after we finish eating."

"oh."

Miu Kiryuin responded and moved her fingers without any impact. She exclaimed: "Is gold so soft? I thought it was hard."

Shiraishi complained: "Did you fall asleep in class?"

"Hey, Lord God, you are so outrageous. I can still hold on to one class a day without sleeping."

"Physical education class."

"……Um."

Miyo Kiryuin rubbed the back of her head. She gave up studying to change her life very early. She took advantage of her strong body to inherit her father's karate dojo and became the strongest karate master.

Before meeting Shiraishi, her dream was that.

Now, her goal is to become the strongest in the world, and even the Lord God is a target to defeat.

Respect is respect, but she believes that the best respect is to beat Qianlang to death on the beach. She believes that the Lord God will also be happy for her progress.

…

The two of them walked from the living room to the dining room, and the air was filled with the aroma of fried meat. Just smelling it made people feel like their mouths were watering.

Jun Komori was still busy in the kitchen, wearing an apron. There was obvious sweat on his forehead because he was close to the flames, and his expression was very calm.

Cutting vegetables, watching the meat frying in the pot, and pouring seasonings, she was in the kitchen like a fish in water, without any trace of panic.

She does everything skillfully and is definitely a model of a good wife and mother.

Komori Aoi sat on a chair, waiting for the meal to begin.

"Aoi, look at it. Lord God got me a golden training device."

Oniryuin Miya shouted, moved closer to Komori Aoi, and stretched out his arm for her to touch.

Komori Aoi stretched out her right hand and touched the touch of gold and the spiraling lines on the surface with her fingers. There was a hint of excitement on her face and she said: "It's amazing. Can Lord God even make such complicated lines?"

Baishi sat at the top of the table and said, "It's not complicated. Do you think I'm just lying there and not doing my job when I watch short videos every day?"

The beauty of Ghost Dragon Academy said directly: "Isn't it?"

Shiraishi's face was expressionless. She stuck out her tongue and did not continue speaking.

He snorted and continued: "That's the information I get from the Internet, all kinds of information. I don't need to remember this. As long as it leaves an impression, it can be recorded in the thoughts of the law.

When you need to create something, just a thought and words will fill in the remaining details. "

"Oh." Kiryuin Miya looked like she understood but didn't understand. Anyway, she only needed to know that Lord God's butterfly transformation technique was very powerful. "Can you change the temperature?"

At this point, she fanned the air with her hand and said, "It's been so hot recently. I don't wear any clothes when I sleep at night. I turn over and sweat makes the tatami mat wet. The fan doesn't work at all."

Shiraishi said: "I will contact someone to install air conditioning in your room."

"Hey, Lord God, can't you cool down?"

Miyo Kiryuin looked shocked. In her heart, Lord God was almost equal to Doraemon, and could satisfy any request.

Can't change the temperature?

Bai Shi spread his hands and said: "It can be changed, but there is no need to use it for such a small thing."

"Hot is a big deal! Lord God, please help me bring the temperature back to the ten degrees Celsius level in spring~"

Miyu Kiryuin clasped her hands together and looked at him with a pitiful expression. The air conditioner could not control the outside of the house.

The summer sun is too hot, and the weather is so hot that you can sweat profusely even if you hide under a tree.

For a girl like her who sweats a lot, she just bathes while exercising in the summer, but sweat and water are different, making her whole body uncomfortable.

Shiraishi looked at her expectant almond-shaped eyes and said helplessly, "Okay, let's keep the temperature at the shrine at nineteen degrees."

As he spoke, the temperature of the air quickly dropped from hot to nineteen degrees, like cool water being poured from the top of his head to his toes, or like a towel wetted with ice water wiping the whole body.

Even the underwear became as refreshing as new ones.

"It's so comfortable." Miyu Kiryuin stretched out and asked more closely, "Can the temperature be lowered to 11 or 12 degrees?"

"Of course not."

Shiraishi rolled his eyes. If he continued to lower his temperature, his body would be facing the heat of being burned by the fire when he left the shrine. "This temperature is the most suitable."

"Oh." Miyu Kiryuin leaned back and turned to look out the window. Kannagi had not returned from feeding Caesar, "Komori, how long will the food last?"

"Wait, it's the last dish."

Komori Jun replied warmly, and at the same time shoveled the fried meat in the pot onto the plate, preparing for the last dish of stir-fried snails.

The snails are specially shelled to prevent Shiraishi from being troublesome to eat.

She knew the person's dining habits very well. Deliciousness was more important than convenience.

ps: Thanks to Mr. Fan for the tip.

ps: It’s a new week, and a new book list will be released soon. There is one less exposure spot. The fourth round of recommendations is even more cruel. It can only be topped by everyone’s daily reading.