Fried salted fish

"Art has nine categories, and I will recreate them one by one before you,"
"My name is the God of Fiction, and I hold sway over all the dreams in this universe... now choose from the nine great arts." 
"Choose literature, and you are not allowed to demand updates."
"Choose music, and you will become addicted."
"Choose painting, and you will descend into madness."
"Choose sculpture, and you will become as handsome as the statues themselves."
"......."
"Choose gaming... oh my friend, do you need to top up? Just top up, and be happy for seven days!"

Evil God's World Game

For Water Lord, the endurance of this Elf was truly astonishing!


It fought against him for two days and nights, stubbornly clinging on without letting go, never dodging the various powerful moves it faced. Was this the strength of life in the real world?


Ariel and Water Lord both struggled fiercely, and with a desperate gamble, Ariel used the lottery ticket, unleashing a burst of dazzling white light... There was no gold, which was an obvious outcome!


Water Lord's eyes widened as he saw Ariel being captured by an Elf Ball falling from the sky.


After a long three seconds of silence, Ariel ran out of the Elf Ball himself... No, there really was an Elf inside the Elf Ball!


Water Lord tried to flee but found his feet as if tethered to the spot. The strange red-and-white Elf Ball seemed bound to him, and as a Virtual Creature, his field of vision displayed a line of text:


Chapter 498: The Intervention of the 3rd God_2