"Uh..."
The smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze, emitting sounds like ducks, as if a large hand had gripped their throats.
They really couldn't believe they had just heard the words that the answer was correct.
"Pfft..."
The women in the audience blushed and spat, realizing that the Creator God was actually an improper scoundrel.
Wang Hao laughed triumphantly, "Haha, did you see that? I am indeed the number one genius of the Multi-Universe, a legend not of this world. Quickly come and worship me!"
Zhao Yiling, the little fox, and Bing Lu twitched in disbelief. They couldn't imagine that the high and mighty Creator God would pose such a vulgar question.
Even more surprising, Wang Hao managed to answer it effortlessly.
It really proved the old saying, scoundrels attract other scoundrels, two scoundrels make a pair!
"Damn, why didn't I think of that!?"
