Even though the goddess of fate Fanny is very restrained, but facing Edgar's inquiry, the goddess of fate is still a little angry.

He is the deity who is responsible for guiding fate, not for dealing with these miscellaneous things.

These guys relied on the luck they had, just like this.

If that person wakes up and attracts his attention, he will definitely be held accountable.

At that time, the people chosen by these days will disappear.

After that, in order to repair the broken fate and make up for the lack of luck in this world, it will undoubtedly be a lot of work, and it will waste at least several decades of the goddess of fate.

...

However, the few drunken people, plus the skeleton sniper who had been touching his chin, apparently didn't know what changes happened under the veil of the Goddess of Destiny, nor the severity of the situation.

The strong bald man touched the stubble on his chin, and said to Edgar, "Why do you blame fate for your chin drop? Why does Archbishop Sisterm say that it can't be solved, don't you have any points in your heart? "

"Sisterm did say that he couldn't get it, and he said he wanted me to find something else?" Skeleton Edgar's eyes were constantly beating as if he was thinking, and then he asked the bald man in doubt.

Listening to Edgar’s innocent answer, the bald Dorn once again began to spit out: "Your jaw is always falling. Isn’t it because the clasp is too loose? You don’t tighten it a bit, no matter how you do it. If you change the material, it will drop too! If you throw the pot to fate like this, is it a bit mentally retarded!"

"But if it is too tight, I will be very uncomfortable, and there will be some rubbing noises when I open my mouth." Edgar's hoarse voice showed some innocence.

"So you know the reason, but you still have to ask, can you still ask for a face?"

"Ah...How can I be shameless? Can't there be a way to loosen the clasp and keep the chin from falling off the best of both worlds?"

While talking, Edgar held his chin that was about to fall off with his hands-although the titanium alloy buckle did not eliminate the problem of chin fall off, every time before the chin fell off, Edgar would have it. He could help him fix his chin ahead of time.

The bald Dorn grabbed his head vigorously, trying to brew two heart-wrenching words to complain, but when the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by the floating goddess of fate.

...

"Your destiny shouldn't be here." The incarnation of the goddess of destiny who had just been angered once again returned to calm, and once again exhorted several people.

But the bald Dorn didn't seem to hear it, nor did he seem to see the eyes of the goddess of fate, he turned his head directly, and moved his body to block between the goddess of fate and Edgar.

"Forget it, whatever you love, so be it..." Dorn sighed, patted Edgar's bone shoulder, and then moved his body deliberately to block the sight of Edgar and the goddess of fate.

The bald-headed Donne's alcohol volume is actually okay, but he can't stand to drink too much. In addition, the stamina of the wine is a bit big, so Donne is already drinking.

Dorn remembered the situation when he first saw Fanny, the goddess of fate.

At that time, he couldn't see the appearance of Destiny at all. There was only a cloud of silver smoke in front of him. He could only watch Destiny through Simon's network sharing vision.

In the process of facing the goddess of destiny, Dorn was hit hard.

Whether it was his sharp complaints about the goddess Fanny, or when he asked the goddess of the silver king about the goddess of fate, Fanny, the goddess of fate, turned a deaf ear to it, as if she had not heard it.

And now is the time for bald Dorn's revenge-since you pretended not to hear what I said, then I also pretend not to hear what you said.

I have to say that the bald-headed Donne's behavior is a bit naive, but it is actually understandable to drunk people.

However, these drunkarders quickly came under some control.

Under Sisterm's control, the [Holy Incarnation] who hadn't been away for a long time rushed back and appeared above several dinner parties.

These people were able to drink from ten in the morning until four in the afternoon, and Systrom was also a little surprised.

The most surprising thing for Systrom was that the deity in charge of fate appeared in front of a few drunks and tried to reason with them. The mentally retarded can no longer be retarded.

...

But mental retardation belongs to mental retardation. Because the Goddess of Destiny is a kind god, Sisterm didn't let the [Sage Incarnation] handle this incident on its own, but used the ontological consciousness for remote control.

Although the relationship of civilized authority may have some side effects, which makes the illusion that some surrounding things are rubbish, but being able to see the image of the goddess of fate with his own eyes and get in close contact with the goddess of fate is the price acceptable.

It is a pity that like the main body, the [Sage Incarnation] cannot see the appearance of the Goddess of Destiny; the Goddess of Destiny seems to be completely unaware of his incarnation.

At this time the teenager Simon was asleep, and the tauren was bowing his head in thought. The monk Donne had discovered his return, and only the skeleton Edgar was still talking to the air about his jaw problem.

Under Systrom's instructions, Tauren teenager Kuka helped Systrom start the webcast.

The signal that Simon had just interrupted was connected.

As for Edgar and Dorne's live broadcast signal is somewhat vague, Systrom did not let the two of them live broadcast for him.

Not seen for dozens of days, the incarnation of the goddess of destiny is still full of mysterious and beautiful temperament, and people can't help but lift the veil on her face.

This is not to say that the veil of the goddess of fate must be lifted.

Even if Sisterm was given a chance to uncover the veil of the Goddess of Destiny, Sisterm would not do it, because once the veil was lifted, the mysterious temperament of the Goddess of Destiny would disappear.

What Systrom liked was this hazy, mysterious feeling.

And if the excavator helps him to make the statue and put it on his tentacles for fun, the veil is also non-detachable.

...

Shaking his head, Systrom knew that it would be impossible for the goddess of fate to help become a model of the statue overnight.

Seeing the goddess of destiny in the video did not seem to be leaving~lightnovelpub.net~Sisterm tried to ask the Tauren boy to ask him some information about the **** of the gods.

"Although I don't know what it means, can you tell me what is the **** of the gods?" According to Systrom's instructions, and the task system's prompts, the tauren teenager asked drunkly.

Originally, Sisterm was only a test, but he didn't expect that the look on the face of the goddess of fate had changed, and then he admitted the existence of the **** of the gods.

"That's just what those who don't know the truth call him, and they will call them managers when they know them. As literally, they are responsible for managing the world. If you continue to behave like this, you will be wiped out by that one. Return to nothingness..."

The Goddess of Destiny issued a serious threat, but he obviously didn't know that the Tauren boy didn't understand what he said, and just followed the questions asked according to the task prompt and Sisterm's instructions.

"Manager? Who is that...grant and give them the right to manage...the world? Why do they manage...the world?" The Tauren boy squatted in accordance with Systrom's instructions. Sent an inquiry...