[God of Speed: They really don't need to cultivate. Their ancestors were all Gods. Bestowing a little Divine Power gets them to level 100. They're stuck at God Official. Cultivating is a waste of effort.]
So this is how they play, Huh.
Mortals struggle desperately. Even reaching Titled Douluo is difficult.
The Descendants of Gods are born with longevity.
'No wonder They need to expand the God Realm. There definitely isn't enough space.'
[Destruction God King No. 1: This matter gives me a terrible headache.]
[Destruction God King No. 2: Yes. It's too difficult.]
Lin Fan didn't respond.
He was just a novelist. The High-level problem of God overpopulation was beyond his capabilities.
Lin Fan laid down on the bed with peace of mind.
But he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Not having a Phone as a Pre-sleep activity was so unusual.
Oh. Right!
He immediately checked his Divine Soul Bones and External Divine Soul Bones Skills.
In The End. He smiled.
Thinking about it.
Lin Fan, who had been busy all day, fell into a deep sleep.
The live stream wasn't closed either. It turned into a sleeping broadcast.
He slept until broad daylight.
This Time. Tang San was not severely injured. So The school start was not delayed.
Oscar tried to wake Lin Fan up.
"Lin Fan. Wake up. You're going to be late!"
Lin Fan Thought he was still in his university Dorm.
He waved his hand casually.
"Go check attendance First. I'll be There shortly."
"You sure?" Oscar said worriedly "Dean Flander is very petty. If you're caught being late. He'll definitely punish you."
"Mhm Mhm Mhm. Got it."
Oscar heard Lin Fan words and thought he was awake.
So he left.
Because he had specifically shaved his beard. It surprised Tang San and the others.
Flander arrived soon after.
He noticed that Lin Fan hadn't arrived and felt both annoyed and helpless.
He had Ning Fengzhi's permission, so he dared to scold Ning Rongrong.
But Lin Fan?
This Person can subdue Haotian Douluo with his bare hands. Nine lives wouldn't be enough for him to die.
However. Due to his dignity, he still asked.
"Xiao Ao. Where's Lin Fan?"
"Oh. Oh. He's still cultivating! Right!"
The image of Half-asleep Lin Fan appeared in Oscar's mind, and he said with difficulty.
"He started cultivating as soon as he got back last night. He didn't get up until this morning. He probably had some realization?"
"I didn't wake him up."
"Should I go back and call him now?"
Flander fell silent.
Started cultivating as soon as he got back?
Didn't get up until this morning?
Then who was the one who stabbed his heart twice last night?
Though he was angry at Oscar for lying.
But There was a way out now. He might as well take it first.
Flander then glanced at Ning Rongrong. He had to give this little girl a warning!
Lin Fan, on the other hand, went back to sleep.
Later.
He heard someone shouting, this disturbed his beauty sleep.
Finally, it escalated, and fierce arguements broke out.
Lin Fan was so angry that he punched the bed.
"So inconsiderate early in the morning. You are asking for a beating?"
He opened his eyes and found himself in a simple wooden house.
Huh?
He had Transmigrated yesterday.
He was stunned for a while. Then came back to his senses.
It seemed that school started today. They had to assemble?
He immediately put on his clothes and ran out.
It wasn't that he was afraid of being scolded. Flander was just a paper tiger.
He simply didn't want to miss the excitement and stir up some trouble along the way.
To save time.
Lin Fan directly spread his Phoenix Wings and Flew into the air.
He immediately found the Training Field and swooped down.
Drawing Everyone's attention.
'What a cool way to appear!' Some of Them Thought in Their Heart.
But There were also some who didn't care.
"Flander!" Ning Rongrong shouted loudly "Who Do you think you are? You're just a small Soul Saint!"
Oh!
He came just in time.
Lin Fan retracted his Phoenix Wings and stood aside to watch the show.
Flander had The 'Imperial Sword' given by Ning Fengzhi. He wasn't afraid at all.
He compared Ning Rongrong with everyone present. Every single one of them had higher Talent than Ning Rongrong.
Zhu Zhuqing, The only one at her level, had a more determined will than her.
Finally, He Pointed at Lin Fan.
"Not to mention Lin Fan is alevel 40 Soul Ancestor. What do you have to compare?"
"Here. You are the weakest!"
Ning Rongrong was being lectured.
But Everyone couldn't help but lower their heads.
They were caught in the crossfire.
Ma Hongjun, who wasn't present yesterday, opened his mouth wide!
What the heck did he just hear?
Lin Fan blinked.
He could even show off while eating melon.
"Impossible!" Ning Rongrong shrieked "What about Oscar? He's also a support Soul Master. Can I be worse than him?"
Cunning look appeared in Flander's eyes.
He was waiting for this line!
Just as he was about to deliver the fatal blow.
Lin Fan spoke first "Oscar is a Food-Type Support Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power. He Will reach level 30 in a few days."
Flander: "!!!"
That was my line!
Ning Rongrong: "!!!"
Ning Rongrong stood there dumbfounded, her pride completely shattered.
She burst into tears, covered her face, and ran away.
The educational effect was achieved, but Flander was not happy.
The most crucial line was stolen, there was no sense of satisfaction at all.
He bared his teeth and glared at Lin Fan, but he dare not get angry or lash out.
Haotian Douluo Tang Hao is an example. Flander couldn't afford to offend him even a little.
"Dean. Do I still need to pack Ning Rongrong's luggage?" Dai Mubai asked inappropriately.
Flander glared at him.
"Do you really want that girl to leave?"
"Her Martial Soul: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can elevate your combat power to the next level!"
"Mhm."
"Lin Fan, go and comfort Ning Rongrong, lest she does something foolish."
Lin Fan said 'Oh' and agreed.
He spread his Phoenix Wings and chased after Ning Rongrong.
Leaving a group of people behind.
It was clearly the Dean lecturing someone, but why was their minds filled with Lin Fan's figure?
"Cool!" Ma Hongjun said enviously "Will I be this cool when I get a Flying Soul Skill in the future?"
"With that Fire Chicken Martial Soul of yours?" Xiao Wu retorted "If you ask me, Lin Fan looks more like a Phoenix."
"You little..."
"Enough!" Flander yelled "Since You are so Energetic. You Two accompany Oscar and run 20 laps around the village!"
Flander Felt exhausted.
His attempt to establish authority was completely messed up by Lin Fan.
Sigh...
The Team would be much harder to lead from now on!
Speaking of which...
When Xiao Gang comes in a few days, can he handle it?
Lin Fan's side.
[Phoenix God: Tsk! Look. Dean Flander doesn't even dare to say a harsh word to the streamer.]
[God of Speed: I thought he was very powerful back then. Not even afraid of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Thinking about it now. He was just playing it by ear.]
[Nine-Colored Goddess: Who says otherwise? A guy who borrows others' prestige, Humph!]
[God of Speed: But I have to say, Rongrong at that Time really needed a lesson.]
[Phoenix God: Agreed.]
[Nine-Colored Goddess: Don't Expose this Gods' difficulties.]
Huh?
New audience?
Maybe she joined the live stream while he was sleeping last night.
He clicked on the avatars in the audience list.
[Nine Colored Goddess: Partner Food God Was Led Astray By The God Of War. Leading To Angry Separation. Because She Possesses Revival Divine Light, She Was Taken Around By God King Tang San To Put Out Fires Everywhere. After Personally Experiencing Events Of Huo Yun'er, Wang Dong'er, and Electrolux, She Recognized God King Tang San's True Nature And Intends To Part Ways With God King Tang San.]
She was certainly stacked with buffs.
What a coincidence.
'Welcome. Nine Colored Goddess.'
'As You can see. I'm about to go comfort the past you.'