The system allows me to capture gods? Backhand capture system

He Jun slept very deeply, and there were many things he didn't notice.

For example, when he fell asleep, Tongzi laughed inexplicably.

And Tongzi's status bar when he snored for the first time.

[Status: Heartache (I don't know how much pressure you are under, but I'm very happy to be your safe haven. At least from now on, you won't live alone.)]

And

[Detected that the target @#￥% has a love value of +3 for the host! ]

[Love value: 48 (+3)/100]

[Detected that the love value has reached 50, the reward has been issued, please check it]

[Basic reward: 50 points of divinity, mysterious gift box * 2 (crossed out), random golden prop gift box. ]

[Divinity overflows and is directly converted into divine power. ]

Look at the personal panel again.

[Host: He Jun]

[Age: 18]

[Punch Strength: kg]

[Divinity: 100 (You are a natural god)]

[Realm: Peak of the Eighth Level]

When Tongzi woke He Jun up, he was stunned by the long list of unprocessed system prompts.

What's going on?

He Jun stared at Tongzi, who pretended to be unaware of all this, in the system space.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"Baby, you are so nice."

His tone was very ordinary, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

But it was not as joking as before.

This sentence sounded real.

Tongzi blushed to his ears, and the blush on his translucent blue cheeks was very conspicuous.

"Can you say something?"

Okay, it ruined the atmosphere. He Jun is really accomplished in this area.

[? ]

[He Jun! You're dead! ! ! ]

Tongzi blushed again, this time out of anger.

What the hell is this person?

You can't see the golden prop gift box that I specially prepared for you, so you want to kiss, right?

"Don't worry, I'm wrong, isn't it okay?"

"Then next time, next time"

"Ah! Don't shock me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

"Niuniu is unconscious!"

This kid is really disappointing.

After flushing with water several times, He Jun barely pressed down the hair that was erected by the electric shock.

Let him be rude.

Following Li Erniu to the square for the worship ceremony, it was already full of people.

"Lord Fanchen God! Lord Fanchen God is here!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

As soon as He Jun got off the car, he was blocked by the enthusiastic crowd.

"Everyone, please make way and let Lord Fanchen God go up first."

Li Erniu protected He Jun tightly.

There are too many people here, and they are mixed. I am afraid that there will be people with bad intentions hiding among them to attack He Jun.

Of course, Li Erniu was overthinking about this.

"Everyone, please make way. Let's start the worship ceremony quickly. You must be tired standing in this weather."

As soon as He Jun spoke, the crowd retreated to both sides like a tide.

A two-person wide open space appeared, at the end of which was the statue of Zhao Gongming, the god of wealth, which had become more glorious.

"Thank you."

After thanking the people around him, He Jun walked straight to the statue.

Li Erniu handed him a speech manuscript, but he pushed it back.