Due to his colleague's somewhat inscrutable expression at the time, combined with the absurdity of talks of gods,
the middle-aged man had not taken it to heart.
Until this moment,
he finally understood what the other party meant.
It turned out...gods really did exist.
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Five minutes later.
[Done]
Having dealt with the giant octopus, Chen Sheng had once again returned to Wutong Village.
After sending a message to Li Wuji, he went straight back to his home on the third floor, preparing to meditate for a while during the idle afternoon.
Situations like the one just now,
had occurred four or five times in the course of one month.
Although the Special Affairs Bureau had issued a gag order on those who had seen Chen Sheng, due to his desire to keep his identity concealed,
as the incidents increased,
tale of the gods began to quietly spread.
This was not a good phenomenon.
At least, that was how Chen Sheng saw it.
