It turned out to be a white lace umbrella made from Little Silver's holy beast fur …
Wang Ling broke into a sweat. This could be considered maximizing Little Silver's value. After all, every part of a holy beast's body was a treasure.
But it was clear that Fatty Luo hadn't put much effort into making this white lace umbrella; from the very beginning, he had treated it as a decorative magic treasure. But even so, because of Little Silver's holy beast fur, this lace umbrella, which hadn't taken much effort to make, was still an eighth-class holy weapon …
If he had plucked out Little Silver's fur just to make this umbrella, that would have been a little too much!
Wang Ling put his school bag on the table and took out a thick stack of revision materials. The two gremlins Pen and Eraser had already appeared on either side of Wang Ling like door gods the moment he approached the desk.
Seeing this scene, Sheep very consciously left the room with the lace umbrella.
No one could disturb Ling Zhenren when he was studying – this had already become the number one rule for all the gremlins in the Wang family who had been enlightened by Wang Ling.
Wang Ling pulled out his chair and found that Loopy Toad was lying under the desk, fast asleep as it played with its phone.
Wang Ling glanced at the screen and realized that Loopy Toad was actually also watching Daoist Guang's live stream … But at this point in time, the live stream room was already black, which meant that Daoist Guang had already gone offline.
Wang Ling looked at the number of followers in Daoist Guang's live stream room.
In just one day, Daoist Guang, who used the live streamer ID "Lord Island," had already gained nearly eight hundred thousand followers, and this number was still rising.
Even though the live stream room was now black, these eight hundred thousand "Light Chasers" were still discussing Lord Island's live stream content tirelessly in the room.
Wang Ling had only heard of the game PUBG, but had never played it before. However, he had personally participated in a live version of PUBG during the military training for the six schools. Logically speaking, this was Daoist Guang's first time playing this type of online game, so he definitely wouldn't be very good at it. But looking at the bullet messages in the live stream room, the audience seemed very satisfied with Daoist Guang's performance.
The corner of Wang Ling's mouth twitched. Based on the number of new fans …
He felt that Daoist Guang's suggestion of erecting nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one statues around the world and finding ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one disciples for the Samsara Spirit Tribulation task didn't seem too difficult … After all, on the first day alone, eight hundred thousand people had already turned into "Light Chasers"!
But making a statue was a little complicated …
But if he could really gather a group of loyal and fanatical fans, anything was possible.
Wang Ling sat at his desk and curiously opened the chat app. There were no messages in the three-person chat group, but Daoist Guang had sent him several private messages, the first of which had been sent at ten o 'clock last night.
He remembered that he had been thinking about something at that time, and hadn't checked the message at all. Furthermore, it was very rare for him to receive private messages, so unless someone @ ed him personally or used "shock," it might take a long time before he noticed them.
Of course, there were two exceptions: one was "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal," and the other was "Wang Ming." These two people were on Wang Ling's "special watch list."
[Message received at 10: 03 last night]
First: Senior Ling! I'm starting a live stream, remember to come and support me when you're free …
Second: Oh my! Why are there so many people? At the beginning, there were only two or three people in my live stream room! I cracked a coconut with my spit, and suddenly there were a thousand more people!
Wang Ling: "…"
[Message received at 00: 06 today]
Third: F * * k! Senior Ling … has broken one hundred thousand! I just used the "Iron Crotch Skill" to crush two coconuts, who would have thought that it would attract so much attention …
[Message received at 01: 15 today]
Fourth: Senior Ling, there are more and more people … I suddenly feel that if there were more people, it wouldn't be too difficult to gather believers and erect statues …
Wang Ling: "…"
[Message received at 17: 02 today]
This was the latest message, which Daoist Guang had sent to Wang Ling after he went off the live stream.
Daoist Guang: Senior Ling, you might not believe it, but I've already gained eight hundred thousand fans through live streams this year. During the live stream just now, I asked them if they wanted to help me erect a statue … in the end, they all asked if I wanted to make figurines. Senior Ling, do you know what figurines mean? How do you make them?
"…"
Wang Ling was stupefied when he saw this message.
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Loopy Toad lay at Wang Ling's feet. This time, it wasn't because of its narcolepsy, but because it had naturally entered a dream.
The toad clan rarely dreamed, so every time it did, Loopy Toad would remember it very clearly, and it felt especially real.
"A dream of omens …"
After its first experience, Loopy Toad was already used to it.
It could maintain a clear consciousness in its dreams.
In the dream this time, its field of vision was fixed somewhere, and it was completely unable to move.
But the scene in the dream was very familiar to Loopy Toad!
Because this was the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan's Temple of Heroes, where statues of all the leaders who had led the Toad clan had been erected.
— Wait a minute!
So … had it become a statue?
Loopy Toad suddenly seemed to understand something …
Out of the corner of its eye, it glanced at the statue next to it. Although it couldn't see it clearly, Loopy Toad could already confirm that this was the ninth generation demon king of the previous Sky-Swallowing Toad clan, the ninth generation leader.
The ninth generation was also the most special generation, because Loopy Toad had just been born when the eighth generation leader had died, and the clan had been leaderless.
As an old minister who had assisted the eighth generation leader, the ninth generation leader had taken office under enormous public pressure.
He had become the ninth generation demon king of the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan.
After that, the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan had been invaded by other demon clans, and the ninth generation leader had died a very tragic death in a chaotic battle with the demon race.
Loopy Toad remembered that it had inherited the eighth generation leader's bloodline from a young age, and had been pushed onto the throne the year the ninth generation leader died, becoming the tenth generation leader. For a very long time after that, the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan hadn't been invaded by other clans after the ninth generation leader had risked his life in battle.
As for the story of the ninth generation leader and Loopy Toad's father, it had been told to Loopy Toad by an elder in the clan. This was an old minister of the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan who had once assisted its father, and was called Elder Wen by the ninth generation leader. Furthermore, he was currently the most senior elder of the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan, and the clan called him Elder Wen.
In the dream, Loopy Toad recalled a lot of things.
Suddenly, its eyes widened.
If the statue next to it was the ninth generation leader, then the statue that it had turned into was actually itself?
In the next moment, the dream changed once again …
The Temple of Heroes, which was originally empty, was now filled with tens of thousands of Toad Clan officials.
"Is this a prayer ceremony?" Loopy Toad felt like it had seen this scene before, and couldn't help recalling the prayer ceremony it had seen as a child. It had also been in the Hall of Heroes, and the same tens of thousands of important clan ministers had prostrated themselves and kowtowed to several huge stone statues after praying.
Loopy Toad saw Elder Wen standing at the very front, reciting the clan's incantation …
Only people of the Sky-Swallowing Toad clan could understand this incantation. It was like a hometown dialect; every demon clan had their own "hometown dialect."
Loopy Toad had never forgotten it.
It just looked at Elder Wen, and then suddenly woke up with a start!
Under the desk, its head was drenched in cold sweat.
If it hadn't heard wrong, Elder Wen hadn't been reciting the incantation to pray … but to ask for help!
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