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

Every time I returned to the hospital, I could hear about several extremists being arrested again, and each time I heard it, I couldn't help but want to laugh.


It's good they catch them! I genuinely mean it!


After all, the Goddess of Disorder had never forgotten that annoying incident when an extreme atheist blocked her way on the street. Such bizarre mortals should really be caught more often, otherwise, if let out, they'd be more harmful to society than her!


When the Alchemist saw the expression of the Goddess of Disorder go somewhat berserk, he couldn't help but look at her oddly:


"Nothing, I was just thinking of something amusing," the Goddess of Disorder waved her hand, "Alright, now you can tell me."


Chapter 524: If I Can't Get It, I'll Pump Water! Part 2