Zombie World: Cultivation Little Panda
50 This should be a Western mooncake!

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"What? He can see you?“

Maoshan Ming, who was enjoying his chicken dinner, immediately changed his expression when he heard Little Treasure's words.

He and Da Bao quickly looked in Wen Cai's direction and saw that the two of them had already walked up the stairs.

"That little panda can talk. I originally suspected that he might be a powerful demon, but now it seems like it.

"Only big demons can speak. Now that he can see you, he should be a big demon who has cultivated dao techniques. It seems that we have to be careful here!”

Although Uncle Ming's cultivation realm was only at the Fourth Heaven of the Mortal Teacher Realm, and because his cultivation was not up to standard, his Dao technique had only reached the Fourth Heaven. His physical body might not even be able to defeat Qiu Sheng, a Second Heaven cultivator.

However, even so, he still had some basic knowledge and eyesight. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

After all, in this line of work, one had to deal with the Evils from time to time. If one was unlucky, they would die.

Therefore, Dabao and Xiaobao nodded their heads after hearing his words.

…………

"Master, we're here!"

Wen Cai brought Mobai over with a silly smile.

At this moment, Mobai also saw that the mayor, Old Master Ren, Miss Ren, and some other prominent figures in Ren Town were all sitting at Ninth Uncle's table.

When they saw Wen Cai and Mobai, their eyes lit up and they stood up excitedly.

Of course, they were excited because of Mobai.

Of course, Mobai was now the savior of the entire Ren Town.

After all, the bandits that Mobai had slaughtered were not ordinary bandits.

After the mayor and the others knew that the Horse Gang was coming, they asked for help everywhere. After all, they did not dare to put all their hopes on Ninth Uncle and Mobai. After all, they had never seen Mobai's array like Old Master Ren, who had directly turned his father into ashes.

Unfortunately, no matter how much money they offered, no town or warlord was willing to help.

Some of the smaller warlords even pulled out their guns and blasted the mayor and the others out of the gate when they heard that the bandits were a group of warlocks.

At that moment, they realized that the bandits they were facing were far from simple.

However, the bandit gang, which had terrified even small warlords, had all died in Mobai's hands. They had almost been wiped out without even seeing anyone.

Of course, the mayor and the others thought that they had made a mistake at first. The people who came were not the bandits that even the warlords feared. However, when they brought the intact corpses of the bandits to the underground forces who had seen the bandits before, everyone was scared silly.

It was actually that bandit group.

Therefore, when they saw Mobai appear, the mayor and some other nobles even had endless respect in their hearts.

Such a god-like existence in his town was definitely something that could not be obtained even if he burned incense.

"Greetings, little Taoist priest!"

"The little Taoist priest is finally here! We have been looking forward to this for a long time."

"Little Daoist must be tired from the journey. Come, come, take a seat first!”

…………

Mobai had just appeared when the mayor and a group of squires and nobles smiled at him respectfully.

Their faces were like lackeys licking their master's boots.

Ninth Uncle Mobai and the others were not used to this scene.

Tired? Mobai was lying on Wen Cai's shoulder. How could he be tired?

Therefore, under Mobai's confused gaze, the nobles hurriedly invited him to the main seat.

That's right, it was the main seat. Mobai was a little speechless. It wasn't his birthday.

"Cough cough, everyone, today is my master's birthday!”

Mobai was speechless.

As soon as he said that, the mayor and the others around him were shocked. They thought that Mobai was unhappy with their kneeling and licking.

"Yes, yes, yes. Look at our brains. Waiter, hurry up and serve the cake!”

Fortunately, the mayor was quick-witted. He quickly waved his hand and smiled at the waiter who was already equipped not far away.

" Master, what's a cake?!"

Wen Cai placed a big red box on the ground and sat down. He immediately asked Ninth Uncle curiously.

"Uh, it's said to be a type of Western mooncake!!”

Ninth Uncle also said with some doubt.

He wasn't unhappy that Mobai had stolen his limelight. Instead, he felt gratified. Many masters were happy that their disciples were more promising than them.

After all, this meant that he had a good eye and had a high standard of taking in disciples.

Soon, a western-style birthday cake was served.

"Wow, there are so many candles. You want my master to cook??”

P.S.: I won't be writing a speech this time. I'll just say it at the end of this chapter. All of you readers are naturally supportive of Little Fish. Little Fish has already put in a lot of effort into writing. I don't know if you think it's good or not, but Little Fish has done his best. After all, who doesn't want their book to be popular?

Xiaoyu was now looking for a job after graduation, preparing to get married, and saving money to buy a car and a house! Men were all like this, but it was difficult to survive in this city with a salary of four to five thousand a month. It was even more delusional to buy a car or a house.

In order to lose his job before he graduated from school, as well as his love for online literature for more than ten years, Xiaoyu had devoted himself to the ranks of online writers. Unfortunately, his results were not good, but he did not starve to death.

However, in order to earn such a small amount of money, Xiaoyu would wake up at seven in the morning to write his story. He would only finish his day's work at eleven or twelve at night.

After all, he was a new writer. Not only was his writing speed slow, but he was also thinking about the plot introduction every day.

Furthermore, because I had been sitting on a chair for a long time, my waist had gradually developed problems. Also, because I didn't have time to exercise, I already had a fatty liver. It was funny to say that others said that I looked very thin, but the results of the examination were the same.

However, for the sake of this meal, Xiaoyu will continue to write diligently. I hope that all readers will continue to support Xiaoyu so that he can feel a little comforted when he writes.

[Time: 10 pm sharp tonight. At that time, I hope that all readers will give me a first order. I don't need more. If possible, I will be satisfied with a first order. Of course, if all readers think it's okay, please continue to support me. I will be eternally grateful!]

I won't say much more. I hope readers will continue to support me.

On the same day, he would update at least 20,000 words, and in a day, he would update at least 40,000 words. As for how much more, it would depend on how many words Xiaoyu could write.

[Important point: Time: 10 PM sharp. I hope that all readers will support me when the time comes.]

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