The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 1

[Part 1]

“The Emperor’s Trickling Daily” Author: Musuli

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Many years ago, Kevin, who had just entered the reserve army, was entrusted to take care of a bear child during spring break.

Years later, Kevin, the commander of the Bronze Army who “resurrected from the dead”, returned to the royal city, and the person in power has changed.

The good friend gloated: “Stupid, I heard that your Majesty beat him several times when he was seven or eight years old.”

Kevin didn’t care: “How many years old, I must have forgotten it.”

Osvid : “This person you admire, for me, is like a shadow of childhood.”

Kevin chokes a mouthful of red wine in his throat.

Osvid held his chin and said casually: “But now, the power in my hand is already above him, how can I repay it…”

Kevin: “…………………… ……”

Q: I beat up a bear child when I was young, and now the bear child has become the head boss, how long can I live?

A: After a good meal, you can go on your way.

Note: Otherworldly nonsense, do not textual research, 1vs1, Austrian attack Kevin Shou, he.

Content label: Qiangqiang New Year’s Court Marquis Another World Continent

Protagonist: Kevin, Osvid ┃ Supporting roles: etc. ┃ Others: Qiangqiang, Western Fantasy, Nonsense, Brief Commentary on Magical

Works

Kevin, the commander of the Bronze Army, died in the desert seven years ago, and seven years later came back to life in the jungle.

He returned to the royal city, only to find that the person in power had changed.

The new emperor was young, tall and handsome, but unfortunately, he happened to be the bear boy that Kevin beaten more than ten years ago.

At the same time as the reunion of friends, a strange disease swept across half of the continent, which involved a series of conspiracies and suspense, the country was in constant chaos, racial strife broke out again, Kevin’s identity became a mystery, and the peaceful days were gone forever. The journey of flying dogs has begun.

The writing is novel, the narrative is humorous, and the writing is smooth.

The interaction between the protagonists is witty and interesting, and the plot is full of thrills and suspense. It is a story that can be read about warriors and love.

Volume 1: The Kneeling Lion Under the Vine

Chapter 1 The

North Jade New Year’s Calendar Seven Hundred and Twenty-One Years, May, Andoha Jungle.

It was the last night of spring, and the longest period of miasma and fog in the eastern part of the continent had just ended, and few living creatures were willing to come out of their nests.

Because of the exceptionally quiet environment, the movement in the depths of the jungle seemed particularly abrupt.

It was a lion digging mud.

It looks thinner and smaller than an ordinary lion. It seems to be underage, with its shoulders bent and pouted. There are scratches all over its body, and some of it has festered. The rotten flesh is mixed with pus and blood, and it exudes an indescribable smell.

However, it didn’t care about it, it just used its mud-rolled tail to sweep away the mosquitoes and flies that were close to it from time to time, and its two weak front paws flew up and down, and soon it dug a big hole in the mud.

It purred from the bottom of its throat, looking excited and full of anticipation for the food in the mud. After all, it had been hungry for too long…

Just when it couldn’t help but lift its tail to the sky, it digged into the wet mud. The front paws suddenly touched something.

Hearing a metallic sound of “ding–“, its claws trembled and shrank back suddenly.

Lion: “…”

This is definitely not the sound that meat can make!

The lion stared at the mud puddle with a bewildered face, and its tail raised to the sky fell to the ground with a clatter.

It hesitated for a long time, but finally succumbed to Shiyu, and continued to plan with courage.

After a while, the full picture of what was buried in the pit was revealed –

it was a human-shaped monster!

The reason why it is called a monster is because he has two big heads, and his head can’t even be separated from the front and the back, like a round and heavy melon.

He could hardly find any white spots all over his body, and everywhere was wrapped in three layers of old mud…except for Jiāo’s hand folded on his chest.

Half of the metal armor was also buckled on the hands, covering from the wrist to the base of the fingers, mottled with rust, covered with wet mud, so black that the original color could not be seen.

The front half of Du Du’s fingers were neither stained with dirt nor showed a trace of blood, so pale and clean that it was a little sick.

Real sick, fake sick, fresh, stale, etc., the lion can’t take care of it anymore, just eat it!

It jumped to the monster’s chest and lowered its head to bite!

A soft sound of metal friction suddenly sounded, and the seemingly thin and sickly hands twitched violently, one hand pressed against its sharp teeth, and the other hand quickly touched behind it, without saying a word, according to its respectful buttocks Just a slap.