"Bamboo Wood God... why do I feel like these gods are getting more and more unreliable?"
Lin Mu lay on top of the courtyard wall, watching Ye Fei dismantle bamboo on the ground. His initial surprise had long since given way to speechlessness.
First there had been the Tiger-Hunting God, then, not long afterward, the Wind Rabbit God, followed by the Colored Cloud God, the Mist Deer God, and now a Bamboo Wood God...
The names of these false gods increasingly made them feel that they had simply been chosen at random.
Race gods could at least be described as representing a species, but that Wind Rabbit was just a wind-attribute rabbit.
If even that could become a kind of god, wouldn't the rabbit race also need water rabbits, fire rabbits, wood rabbits, and so on...?
In short, unreliable. Their titles alone told you how pathetic these false gods were!
"This should be the last wave. It'll be midnight in another ten-odd minutes."
Ye Fei had already grown tired of complaining to Feng An about these false gods a few days earlier.
Now that he had processed this Bamboo Wood God's corpse and stored a pile of wood-type materials in the Faction Warehouse, he began thinking about going home.
In another ten-odd minutes, he could return home and see his little ones.
Five days had passed. He wondered whether Phoenix Perch had managed to keep them under control at home.
Qingxue and the others were all very well-behaved when they were being good, but most of them were still little ones less than a year old. They still had the urge to play and fool around.
"With that expression, anyone who didn't know better would think you were rushing home to see your wife!"
Looking at Ye Fei's gentle smile,