Douluo: Dominate from becoming a group pet
Chapter 18 The Richest Man's Daughter
Chapter 18 The Richest Man's Daughter
Ginger alfalfa examines myself three times a day.
Did you work?
Have you upgraded yet?
Have you made any money?
Answer:
From morning to night, there is only one salted fish value.
Upgrades are nowhere in sight.
There is no end in sight to making money.
Then, don't forget to hum: "Unscrupulous and black-hearted system, cheating ignorant girls."
After being reprimanded like this for five consecutive days, the system finally lost its temper.
System: "The master said, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first work their muscles and bones, and starve them..."
Jiang Clover: "Speak human words."
Dignity: "Well, the previous ones were just training for you."
Jiang Alfalfa felt her little fist harden, and gritted her teeth, "So?"
Two months!
She cut down the entire hill to the east of the village...
System: "A salted fish that doesn't want to stand up is not a good salted fish. The host must work hard and set a small goal for himself first."
"for example?"
The picture scroll unfolded in front of my eyes again:
Go to Notting City Soul Master Academy and strive to become an excellent soul master!
Accept: Salted fish value +1000
Salted fish coin +666
Rejection: Then blew yourself up!
Jiang Clover chuckled, "Do I have a choice?"
The dog system doesn't behave like a human being, it's so soft and cute that it wants to be rough!
……
Jiang Clover never thought of leaving Holy Soul Village and her parents.
Soul master is the most noble profession in Douluo Continent.
But in her eyes, it is full of danger, and her life may be lost at any time.
Thinking of facing these things at such a young age, she was filled with anxiety and sadness.
Although Notting City is not too far away from home, but a person who left home alone...
and many more!
Who said she was alone?
Isn't there Tang San?
After the Wuhun awakened last time, Grandpa Jack specifically asked them about going to the soul master school.
If Tang San can go together...
Jiang Clover suddenly felt less panicked...
Early the next morning.
After eating two bowls of rice in a hurry, she came to the old place to stay again.
Seeing the thin and handsome boy approaching, he poked his head out from behind the tree, "Good morning, Tang San."
"Morning." Tang San stopped walking.
After falling into the water, the two gradually became familiar with each other.
Half a month ago, Jiang Clover carried a large pile of firewood and piled it in front of his house, insisting on giving it to him.
It's not over yet...
"Hee hee, are you going to watch the sunrise again?" While talking, Jiang Clover jumped to Tang San's side, looking at him with crooked eyes.
"Yeah." Tang San nodded.
Jiang Clover hid her little hands behind her back, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet, but the porridge at home has been cooked."
Tang San thought this little girl was very interesting, every time they met, he had to ask him if he had eaten.
It seems that eating is the first secret of her life.
"I knew you hadn't eaten yet!" Jiang Clover's light-colored pupils lit up, "Look, I'll bring you delicious food!"
She held a fine oiled paper bag in both hands, and handed it to Tang San, "Hey, the shortbread made by my mother is delicious, and it's still hot..."
"Thank you, Clover." Tang San didn't refuse, but said very gently, "But Uncle Jiang is working hard to make money, so don't bring me food in the future."
Tang San would not refuse the occasional kindness from the villagers.
But no one has ever brought him all kinds of food like Jiang Clover.
Peanut candy, sweet bean cakes, snack fruits, as long as she has in her pocket, half will be stuffed into his hand.
"No, no." Hearing what Tang San said, Jiang Clover immediately waved his small hand, "You don't have to worry about this, my father said he is very rich..."
"..." Tang San was speechless.
Well, after all, she is the daughter of the richest man in Saint Soul Village...
There is another chapter~Thank you for voting and commenting, cute~
(End of this chapter)
Ginger alfalfa examines myself three times a day.
Did you work?
Have you upgraded yet?
Have you made any money?
Answer:
From morning to night, there is only one salted fish value.
Upgrades are nowhere in sight.
There is no end in sight to making money.
Then, don't forget to hum: "Unscrupulous and black-hearted system, cheating ignorant girls."
After being reprimanded like this for five consecutive days, the system finally lost its temper.
System: "The master said, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first work their muscles and bones, and starve them..."
Jiang Clover: "Speak human words."
Dignity: "Well, the previous ones were just training for you."
Jiang Alfalfa felt her little fist harden, and gritted her teeth, "So?"
Two months!
She cut down the entire hill to the east of the village...
System: "A salted fish that doesn't want to stand up is not a good salted fish. The host must work hard and set a small goal for himself first."
"for example?"
The picture scroll unfolded in front of my eyes again:
Go to Notting City Soul Master Academy and strive to become an excellent soul master!
Accept: Salted fish value +1000
Salted fish coin +666
Rejection: Then blew yourself up!
Jiang Clover chuckled, "Do I have a choice?"
The dog system doesn't behave like a human being, it's so soft and cute that it wants to be rough!
……
Jiang Clover never thought of leaving Holy Soul Village and her parents.
Soul master is the most noble profession in Douluo Continent.
But in her eyes, it is full of danger, and her life may be lost at any time.
Thinking of facing these things at such a young age, she was filled with anxiety and sadness.
Although Notting City is not too far away from home, but a person who left home alone...
and many more!
Who said she was alone?
Isn't there Tang San?
After the Wuhun awakened last time, Grandpa Jack specifically asked them about going to the soul master school.
If Tang San can go together...
Jiang Clover suddenly felt less panicked...
Early the next morning.
After eating two bowls of rice in a hurry, she came to the old place to stay again.
Seeing the thin and handsome boy approaching, he poked his head out from behind the tree, "Good morning, Tang San."
"Morning." Tang San stopped walking.
After falling into the water, the two gradually became familiar with each other.
Half a month ago, Jiang Clover carried a large pile of firewood and piled it in front of his house, insisting on giving it to him.
It's not over yet...
"Hee hee, are you going to watch the sunrise again?" While talking, Jiang Clover jumped to Tang San's side, looking at him with crooked eyes.
"Yeah." Tang San nodded.
Jiang Clover hid her little hands behind her back, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet, but the porridge at home has been cooked."
Tang San thought this little girl was very interesting, every time they met, he had to ask him if he had eaten.
It seems that eating is the first secret of her life.
"I knew you hadn't eaten yet!" Jiang Clover's light-colored pupils lit up, "Look, I'll bring you delicious food!"
She held a fine oiled paper bag in both hands, and handed it to Tang San, "Hey, the shortbread made by my mother is delicious, and it's still hot..."
"Thank you, Clover." Tang San didn't refuse, but said very gently, "But Uncle Jiang is working hard to make money, so don't bring me food in the future."
Tang San would not refuse the occasional kindness from the villagers.
But no one has ever brought him all kinds of food like Jiang Clover.
Peanut candy, sweet bean cakes, snack fruits, as long as she has in her pocket, half will be stuffed into his hand.
"No, no." Hearing what Tang San said, Jiang Clover immediately waved his small hand, "You don't have to worry about this, my father said he is very rich..."
"..." Tang San was speechless.
Well, after all, she is the daughter of the richest man in Saint Soul Village...
There is another chapter~Thank you for voting and commenting, cute~
(End of this chapter)
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