A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange smiled slightly in response, and the attribute panel flashed a streamer and then refreshed.

Name: Shu Ange

Race: Galactic Earthlings

Level: b-level time and space manager 870010000

Soul Power: 38

Willpower: 8700

Mental Power: 70

Intelligence: 62

Appearance: 42

Qualification: 66

Manipulable Skills: Martial Arts

Special Item: Soul Fragment x12

There was only one mission left, and only 1,300 points left to be promoted to B-level. Shu Ange felt more and more excited and just wanted to start a new mission immediately.

This is what she thought and did: "Xiao Weiji, is there any special task, if you have any, just grab it for me."

Although he didn't quite understand the task assignment mechanism of the Time and Space Administration, Shu Ange had vaguely felt that some tasks had to be robbed by the system, while others were decided by lottery.

"Host, you have the potential to become a workaholic, no, the host is already a workaholic. The host I chose is indeed the most powerful!"

Xiaoweiji praised her first and then boasted, listening to Shu Ange's eyes twitching: "Thank you for Xiaoweiji's affirmation, in order to achieve the goal of saving the whole universe, I will work harder."

"..."

The bewildered Xiao Weiji stared blankly at Shu Ange and asked carefully, "Host, with so many planes, which plane of the universe do you want to save?"

For a system without humorous cells, Shu Ange could only laugh dryly and raise his eyebrows: "Xiao Weiji is also very good. There are no special tasks to do. The higher the reward, the better."

Xiao Weiji glanced at Shu Ange as if looking at a monster: "Host, don't you think the special mission is very dangerous?"

"Dangerous? The difficulty seems to be similar to other tasks, right?"

Shu Ange is optimistic and positive by nature. No matter how difficult and dangerous the journey is, as long as she passes through it, she will consciously ignore the thrills and only remember the glory and satisfaction of success.

Xiao Weiji sighed like a human, and persuaded bitterly: "It's really dangerous, the end of the world belongs to the interface that is about to collapse, and the time and space administrators perform tasks, and the mission failure rate is very high. In a place full of conspiracy and slaughter Even if you are lucky enough to save your life, it is difficult to lead people with different minds to build a new world."

Hearing what Xiao Weiji said, Shu Ange held his chin and thought seriously: "So, I'm really good."

"It's not a bit, it's very! The host's performance is perfect. In the apocalyptic plane where people are unpredictable, he still does not change his original intention and adheres to his own principles. Fu. Host, you are really amazing!"

Xiao Weiji's tone was very excited, Shu Ange touched her nose and coughed: "Don't boast yet, I'm blushing for boasting, thank you for your approval, Xiao Weiji. Maintaining justice is my principle of being a human being. After the battle, the self turns into a dragon, and the struggle is meaningless."

Her words made Xiao Weiji think, and after a while it nodded vigorously: "I understand, host, do you want to start a new mission immediately."

"Um."

Shu Ange responded concisely, a teleportation formation appeared under his feet, and a new mission was about to begin!

The rumbling thunder pierced through the dark clouds, the woman's sobbing was illuminated by lightning, her lower abdomen was protruding and her face was sallow, and she could vaguely see her pre-pregnancy appearance from her facial features.

"Jinglan, I beg you, Tianhang was just confused for a while, and my sister knelt down and begged you."

Holding her stomach, she knelt down tremblingly.

When Shu Ange opened her eyes, she saw such a scene. The memory of the original owner whistled, and the stabbing made her head hurt.

She pressed her temples and felt sleepy and painful. She looked down and saw that there were scratches and scratches on her waist and upper back. Combining with the original owner's memory a few hours ago, Shu Ange instantly knew what happened.

"Song Tianhang is not as good as a beast, Li Jingzhu, what exactly do you want him to be?"

With tears in his eyes, Li Jingzhu knelt on the ground and begged loudly: "He is the father of the child, Jinglan, Tianhang is so confused after drinking. When he wakes up, I will let him give You apologize, he is a civil servant, and his reputation cannot be bad."

Shu Ange's heart went cold. This was the emotion left by the original owner. The younger sister was about to be killed by her husband, leaving a strong psychological shadow. The elder sister was thinking about her husband's career.

She took a step back, and the explosion sounded again, illuminating the bruises on Shu Ange's face: "Go back and warn Song Tianhang for me, people are watching."

Li Jingzhu staggered to her feet and stood up, holding her stomach, sweating on her forehead to pull Shu Ange's arm: "Promise me not to call the police, or I won't be able to get up on my knees here."

Shu Ange hid for a while and didn't let Li Jingzhu pull him. Pregnant women have a special body, and if they bumped, she wouldn't be able to tell.

"I'll go out and be quiet."

She quickly took the original owner's wallet and the small satchel, jumped over Li Jingzhu to open the door, and ran downstairs.

"Jinglan, I beg you, my sister is begging you."

Shu Ange ran three floors in one breath, and Li Jingzhu's voice could still pierce through her eardrums. She frowned and rushed downstairs.

The downpour was pouring down, the lightning and thunder appeared alternately, and the whole city was like an apocalyptic movie.

"Ah!"

It was very cold, and Shu Ange was wearing only short sleeves again. After she sneezed, she looked at the sky and fell into deep thought.

This is a plane similar to the Earth's zero years. Smartphones are not mainstream yet. Shu Ange took out a small and exquisite red mobile phone from his bag and pressed the three keys of 110.

It was raining more heavily. After the call was connected, Shu Ange shivered and said, "This is Building 14, Furong Community, Jiangnan Road. I want to report to the police. Someone is suspected of an underage girl."

The police attached great importance to it. After confirming the location, the police came here.

In order to prevent being stopped by Li Jingzhu, Shu Ange put the small bag on his head and rushed towards the guard in the rain.

The stagnant water gathered into a small puddle like a small stream, and she shivered from the cold water.

Naturally, Shu Ange wanted to call the police. For some people, only the law can make him sober, otherwise the other party will only have nothing to fear.

Time was running out. While waiting for the police, Shu Ange sat on a chair with his eyes closed, pretending to be dozing off to sort out the original owner's memory and plot.

Li Jinglan is Li Jingzhu's younger sister. The two are thirteen years apart. When their parents died, Li Jinglan was only thirteen years old. Li Jingzhu has not yet represented her share of the estate and Li Jinglan's guardianship.

Four years have passed, Li Jinglan is seventeen years old, and Li Jingzhu is thirty, and she is pregnant with her first child.

Li Jinglan usually lives on campus, but only during the winter and summer vacations will she live with her sister. Both sisters are born beauties. Li Jinglan is a bit prettier than her sister, and she has the freshness of a young girl.