A Genius and a God Fell In Love

The god tucked her hair behind her ears and said in a gentle voice, "I just said, I understand you."

Nangong Nan's heart trembled, not knowing what it felt like.

Suddenly, the old man's voice came to my ears, "Little girl, hug the branch quickly."

He threw away the uneaten apricots, grabbed the leaves and wrapped himself around the branches, keeping his body close to the branches.

Nangong Nan pushed aside the leaves and looked down.

The fierce Dian raised a bronze-skinned orc and slammed it in their direction.

Even if his face were covered in spotted animal skin, it couldn't stop his angry expression.

Those eyes were wide open and roaring, like an angry bull.

It is also a talent to turn a leopard into an ox.

The wind howled, mixed with broken branches and leaves.

The old man immediately hugged the tree trunk tightly, thinking that he was going to experience another "earthquake".

Unexpectedly, the giant orc who was thrown away missed the big tree where they were and smashed into the earth wall.

Just listen to a loud "bang".

Dust flew and the house collapsed.

Hua la la la——

Dust and mist filled the sky, and the branches and leaves were shaken left and right by clods of soil. Unfortunately, the old man was covered in dirt.

"Bah, bah, bah."

He quickly wiped his mouth and shook his clothes.

These giant orcs are truly beastly and extremely barbaric.

"Little girl, you..."

The old gentleman's round bean eyes blinked, "Where's the dirt on your body?"

Nangong Nan innocently pointed to the leaves above his head and said in a panic that he didn't even believe it: "It was blocked by the leaves and didn't sprinkle on me."

In reality?

She nestled in the arms of the god, hugging her thighs with great enjoyment~

The old gentleman glanced at him: "Hey, where did the apricot melon I sacrificed to the gods go?"

Nangong Nan said: "I guess it just fell."

The old gentleman frowned and smoothed his beard with a complex and sad look on his face.

Nangong Nan said: "Sincerity leads to spiritual success. You are so sincere, the gods should see it."

The old gentleman waved his hand, "That's all, that's all, I'm just trying to comfort you."

Nangong Nan: Okay.

Suddenly, his cheek was pinched gently.

She raised her eyes and met the God's doting eyes, "Little girl, don't be lazy. If the players perform well in this round, there will be unexpected gains."

"What's the catch?"

The god, with a holy face and full of divinity, replied slowly: "Wish."

Nangong Nan was startled.

"Little girl, look, is that jumping player a player?"

Nangong Nan pushed aside the branches and leaves and looked in the direction pointed by the old gentleman.

Everything in the giant's world is magnified several times.

Huge houses, tall giant beastmen, thick trees...

Even the weeds growing on the earthen walls can wrap people into rice dumplings.

In this world, ordinary humans are as insignificant compared to the sky and birds.

The orc can crush it to death by just lifting one foot.

At this time, the blue "bird" jumped and flew on the roof.

The owner of the chase on the street is a tiger-headed orc.

As expected of a tiger, leopard and jackal, he has the same aura as Dian.

But his body is relatively strong, with a broad upper body and a lean lower body. His body shape is like a boxer in a cartoon.

His skin was brown and he was not fully clothed. He only had a circle of bark around his waist to cover his key parts.

He ran very fast, and the sound was like rolling rocks.

Compared with him, the flying human player was so weak that it made people sweat.

But he was obviously very confident. Even though he was roaring to the sky, his mentality was still very stable. His escape speed did not slow down and he was not panicked.

The old man grabbed the leaves and leaned forward to observe for a while, adjusted his glasses and said, "He wears a pair of special shoes on his feet, so he can run very fast and can jump."

Nangong Nan laughed: "Old sir, are you only focusing on the players' rewards?"

"What reward is not attractive?"

The old gentleman stroked his beard. After a while, he frowned slightly and said, "There is still a melee here. If he runs over, he will easily become an ant under the giant orc's feet."

Nangong Nan said: "You can introduce the tiger-headed orcs into the melee, and wait until they form a group to get out of trouble."

The old man nodded and said: "This is a good idea, but it requires taking personal risks. If he is smart enough, he can be a good teammate."

Nangong Nan turned around and said, "Old sir, why are you sitting in a tree specifically to test players?"

The old man picked a leaf and used it as a fan. The old man said: "Habits become natural."

The god chuckled, and when Nangong Nan looked over, he said, "The players are really interesting."

He stretched out one leg, with a relaxed posture, like an idler watching the excitement in the tree.

However, his hands were not idle. He touched the girl's hair for a while, and carelessly touched her face for a while.

Although he is in a life-and-death game, he seems to be separated from a dangerous place by a barrier.

The divine light around him was dazzling, bright and peaceful.

It is a pure land.

Players wearing "running shoes" are very fast, jump around, and are as nimble as mountain elf monkeys.

The tiger-headed orc chased for a long time but failed to catch up. He was so angry that he waved his arms like a gorilla and roared through the clouds, extremely angry.

In anger, he picked up the stone at his feet and threw it at the player.

The stone is the size of an orc's fist, but to the player it is like a boulder falling from the sky.

Huge boulders hit the roof, and the unstable awning began to fall apart.

The player snakes around and runs away, and the roof slowly collapses behind him.

The waves of stones were like big hailstones, crackling in my ears.

The player wiped the dust from his face, glanced around, and moved even more aggressively.

Miraculously, he was unscathed by those stone bombs and fought his way through the "bloody path".

He was almost at the melee, but instead of continuing to run around, he slid down the crooked pillar.

Fortunately, the bark of the tree was shaved off and the pillar was smooth, so it slid down smoothly.

There were debris everywhere on the ground, including clods of dirt, weeds and pillars from the collapsed house.

These giant orcs fight very savagely and a little bit funny.

If they can't do it with brute force, they just use tools and attack with whatever they have at hand.

Stones, apricots, pots and pans, even hot pots, anything that can be moved has become a weapon for them to attack each other.

So the ground is full of these debris.

For running shoe players, these things do not block the road, but become perfect cover.

His current goal moving forward is the scrimmage zone.

There was chaos under the apricot tree, but the people eating melons on the apricot tree were attentive.

The old gentleman held the tree with one hand and fanned the leaves with the other: "It seems that he is a smart player, and his plan is exactly the same as what you said."

The god carelessly stroked the girl's hair, his eyes were half-closed, extremely gentle, but also revealed a touch of incomprehensibleness.