Let time rewind slightly.
Shen Xiujun was still pondering in the kitchen.
Wu Xiaode was also carefully considering the recent events in his room on the second floor.
He sat on the stairs, quietly listening to the live stream coming from the room—
Blood Youth was independently hosting the second live stream.
Still 8.5 billion short!
Even if he sold the chair that Shen Xiujun had sat on, he would still have to keep earning.
That wasn't difficult.
After finishing the meal, he could just wash the dishes himself.
—The dishes of the Feeding Demon Master!
This would definitely be more popular!
In any case—
He had an ominous premonition in his heart.
In a vague sense, he felt as if a storm was brewing, filling the building with an overwhelming presence.
The catalyst for everything was the Parasite of the Time Corpse.
It was about to be eroded by the Flag of No Beginning.
This would certainly alarm the other Feeding Demon Masters!
