I guess I can still get some credit.

The result was unexpected.

The credit has not come yet, but this huge task has fallen on them.

This is really shooting yourself in the foot.

"Tell me, what should we do?"

Marshal Zhentian doesn't want to continue to be bored, things still have to be solved.

He can only look at his confidants.

Stars, you look at me and I look at him.

silence.

Deafening silence.

Marshal Zhentian suddenly became anxious.

"What do you do for food? What do you do for food?"

"With so many people, don't they even have any ideas?"

"What do I want you to do with me?"

The roar echoed in the hall.

It made the ears of all the stars buzz.

After roaring a few times, Marshal Zhentian felt a little more comfortable.

People have also calmed down a lot.

At this moment.

A fat man stood up.

"Marshal, I have a plan."

The speaker is the house fire pig among the twenty-eight constellations.

Marshal Zhentian looked at him with strange eyes.
Chapter completed!