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Gao has been on the island for more than a week.

With only two months of a summer vacation, you have to spend half the time on this Caveman Island and think about it and cry.

If you want to leave the island early, there is only one way - to help the island's owners, the mysterious millionaire, Mr. Windmill, teach the island's indigenous peoples to finish their Theory.

However, under the leadership of the old professor, the most scientific and efficient teaching methods have guided indigenous people to learn. Until now, it has been easy for the indigenous people to forget the ghost scripture and regain control of the correct Chinese version of the Three Scriptures.

I don't know how long it will take for Aboriginal people to finish their thesis.

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When Kocoum thought of this, he exclaimed: "Rich people can play. ”

Instead of living the life of a paper drunken fan, the rich, handsome millionaire must go to an isolated island and teach the indigenous peoples of the island to learn 'Chinese’.

How much pain does this black trench coat man's balls have in his spare time to do this?

Ordinary people like yourself can't really ignore the thoughts of rich people.

Anyway... this summer vacation has been completely abnormal since I met Zhuge and his siblings. Unfortunately, why do I have such ‘green plum bamboo horses' and ‘small hair’?

Gao, a certain man. Class 43, Faculty of Mechanical Engineering, Faculty of Mechanical Design and Manufacturing, 19, Jiangnan University. Guys with glasses, slightly handsome, have a good family economy.

Gao is not an abbreviation, his name belongs to the 'unborn series’, his name is Gao and his name is a certain name. So Gao is his name.

Gao had an ambition to go to the police station and change his name as soon as he graduated from college to find a job and left his father's financial jurisdiction.

Definitely rename it!

In addition, he is the only one in Song Shuhang's dormitory with a realistic girlfriend.

Compared with the genius program ape Li Yangde, the energetic excessive "Lin Tubo", and the novelist's book rubbing is Song Shuhang in the afternoon, Ko is the only "mature" member of the entire dorm. Often assumes the responsibility of 'caring for other roommates’.

For example, two months ago, when Song Shuhang got sick with a cold, the purchase of drugs and porridge was all a reminder from Gao, and then partnered with other roommates.

It's just such a ‘mature', now filled with someone tall, but there's a little secret that even roommates don't know.

He's been secretly writing online novels… and has been doing so for years. He's been writing since high school, and, unconsciously, he's accumulated a small group of loyal readers.

It's just a pity he doesn't have much time to write because of his heavy education. He is a good student, otherwise he will not be able to enter Gangnam University City.

He spends very little time drawing code words every day, and usually only updates about 6,000 words a day.

And because of some feeling that Gao was writing a novel, he had the same feeling that he was writing a 'private diary'. If his roommate knew about it, he would be shy. So he never talks to his roommates about it.

Code words are very cautious. If they are in good condition, they can be multiple-pointed and manuscripts stored to prevent accidents.

Before coming out this summer for a trip, Kocoum had worked so hard to accumulate half a month of writing.

According to the original calculation, you can publish 6,000 words on time each day, plus access to computers and networks on the way to travel. You can more or less steal the code in Braille. Summer vacation updates are in order.

But I didn't expect anything to happen to Keng Father, the plane crashed!

They actually fell on a wildling island!

There are only indigenous people on Wildlings Island.

Apart from the residence of the mysterious rich man, there are no computers, no Internet sources, no Internet throughout the island.

The next estimate is for more than half a month. A new book he just opened this semester, from the time he issued it, he hasn't taken a day off and hasn't stopped for another day. Now it looks like this record is about to be broken.

The readers wouldn't call him a eunuch, would they?

More importantly, the lonely island adventure is tolerated. Why does he sleep separately from Mei when he sleeps?

They're boyfriends, okay?

Why are Tubo and Zhuge Zhongyang two idiots next to him? These two coarse nerves, who have no idea what ‘anxiety' is, have long slept to death.

“Alas... where do I start puking?” Someone high sighed heavily.

And there's one more thing that's stuck in some kind of high heart.

Song Shuhang, who boarded the plane with them, did not know where he had gone after the crash. Though the rich man on the island said that he and Song Shuhang were good friends, he assured Song Shuhang that there was absolutely no accident.

But I haven't heard from Song Shuhang in a week, and Gao is still a little worried.

Again... Song Shuhang this kid, when did he become friends with the owner of this island ‘black trench coat’ big rich man?

At a time when Ko was unable to sleep and thinking absurdly, a figure suddenly passed in front of his cottage.

[Who?] Gao is cautious in some heart.

His whole body was tight.

Don't look at him as a glasses scholar. He practiced martial arts when he was a kid. It's been abandoned for years, but there's some bottom line.

Gao's body was tight and carefully moved out of the dirt room.

Through the moonlight, Kocoum saw the figure clearly.

It's a blonde, high school, old and old.

There is only one person on the island who fits this body - Mr. Joseph, Song Shuhang's ‘nominal disciple’, learned from Song Shuhang the Divine Gong "Age in Summon", and practiced day and night to really strengthen his physical strength.

“Strange, Mr. Joseph. What are you doing out so late?” Gao has a secret message in his heart.

At this time, only Joseph was seen passing through the dirt house and into the woods beside him.

In the woods, there's an open lot.

Joseph came into the open space, took a deep breath, and then started doing Time in Summon, one, two, three, four.

Mr. Gao: “…"

I see, it looks like this Mr. Joseph couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and then came out for gymnastics.

By the way, Mr. Joseph still thinks Song Shuhang is a master of martial arts?

“If Song Shuhang is a master martial artist, I am Jianghu 5 superb character, right?” Some Happy Gao said, after all, he really learned martial arts for a while when he was a kid.

But at the end of the sentence, there was a ‘weird’ feeling in Gao's own heart.

Seems to me that there's one or two pieces. Very fragmented scene - Song Shuhang is walking on the eaves, Song Shuhang is using the skills of a legendary warrior with warm blood ‘fiery sword'?

Why does it flash like this?

Ko shook his head hard.

He wrote too many novels. Can't tell the difference between reality and illusion?

Forget it. Go back to sleep.

He's not in the mood to spend the middle of the night with Mr. Joseph.

Thinking about it, Ko doesn't want to salvage Mr. Joseph's pleasure by moving back and forth quietly.

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As Ko was preparing to return to his cottage, suddenly there was a sound of sand in the woods.

Immediately thereafter, there was an influx of indigenous inhabitants of the 20 islands surrounding the Joseph Regiment.

[No!] Gao had a tight heart at some point!

In his mind, a variety of movies and novels about ‘cannibalism’ came to his mind.

These wildlings want to hurt Joseph?

Gao's eyes searched around him, trying to find a weapon, even a wooden stick, is better than bare hands.

But before he could find the weapon to take advantage of, the image in front of him changed again.

Twenty indigenous people, like those in the ancient television drama, brushed their hands together and bent over Joseph for a gift.

Indigenous people also shout the word 'wet father' in rigid Chinese.

Gao's got a whole bunch of people.

What kind of play is this?

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Joseph looked at the twenty indigenous people with dignity and a glimpse of God: "Good, is everyone here? ”

“Yes, wet father. Today ~ ~ it is the turn of the twenty of us to come... please wet Father, continue to teach us divine merit!” One of the twenty wildlings took the lead and said in rigid Huaxia.

Joseph nodded satisfied: "Well, here we go. Demonstrate the first three of the last Divine Gods I taught you! ”

“Yes, Wet Father!” Twenty indigenous respects.

Then they lined up, quickly forming a neat tofu square.

Next, twenty Aboriginal people performed an authentic performance, The Age is Summoning.

This picture, it's like blinding a certain eye.

What's going on in this world?

Is the world crumbling?

Or is Times in Summon really an extinct god? Just their stupid students guarding Golden Mountain don't even know how to develop it?

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Soon after, the first three passages of The Age in Summon were completed by the indigenous peoples.

“Very well, you're very standard.” Joseph's face shows satisfaction: “Next, today I teach you the fourth trick of divine merit! ”

“Wet Father, when can we become strong, resist the brutal Islander, and hang him!” An indigenous disciple yearned.

“Xi Wu is the most vigilant and tired, can not practice the world's Gods.” Joseph took it seriously.

Later, Joseph continued: "Your physical qualities far exceed mine. When you learn the full set of divine skills and practice more, you will feel a huge improvement in your physical qualities in a short time! ”

Because it was not long before indigenous Chinese was learned, Joseph was often hand-dancing to describe what he meant.

“Then when did you cultivate your breath? When your fists blow out, you can blow up the air, you can make the sound of an explosion, that's when the divine power is first achieved!” Joseph spoke of it with envy in his eyes.

His esteemed master, Song Shuhang, has reached the point where he gently waves his hand and ‘pops’ to blow up the air.

When Joseph's description was heard, the indigenous peoples' eyes revealed their expectations.