Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1857 - 1858: Lunatic

The taxi driver glanced cautiously at Yang Fei.

He found that Yang Fei wasn't intentionally teasing him and briefly recounted what had happened.

Turns out, just as the taxi driver walked out, a sparrow flying overhead let loose and dirtied his head.

The taxi driver had a hard ti cleaning the ss off his hair, feeling extrely unlucky.

However, little did he know, the unfortunate events were just beginning.

Next, as the taxi driver's car was turning onto the city road, he got caught on cara for occupying the lanes improperly.

This ant the driver would face sanctions and deductions by the relevant authorities.

Within the next hour, bad luck hovered over the driver, causing everything to go awry.

His second passenger turned out to be a thug, drunkenly swaying.

Not only did that guy refuse to pay, but he also gave the driver a solid beating before swaggering off.

When the driver went to the hospital for treatnt, he encountered a careless doctor who mistakenly took the wrong pain dication.

Had it not been tily discovered and treated, the driver might have lost his life.

Other shocking accidents happened one after another.

Walking along the neighborhood road, a flowerpot fell from above, nearly smashing his head.

While driving normally, a large truck rear-ended him, turning the taxi trunk into scrap tal.

Even in the park, the dogs snarled fiercely at the driver, as if ready to pounce and bite him.

The driver desperately realized that the world was full of malice towards him, with bad luck soaring.

Yang Fei listened to the driver's tearful complaints, amused by his misfortunes.

"But what does this have to do with ?"

With a thud, the driver kneeled before Yang Fei again.

"Heaven's conscience, I haven't offended anyone today."

"It's just that I looked down on people and had a spat with you, and now I'm like this, Great God, you can't ignore ."

Yang Fei was both amused and exasperated; this guy was truly superstitious.

He indeed found this guy displeasing, but his bad luck had nothing to do with him!

Seeing Yang Fei's denial, the driver kneeled and begged bitterly.

"Great God, please take back your divine skills, spare my life, I have elders and children, I can't have any accidents."

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh, realizing the driver mistook him for a swindler.

Faced with this situation, nobody could do anything.

Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled the Jianmu Tao Fruit, and was startled.

Will of the World!

Could this be a trick from the Will of the World?

Yang Fei refined half of the Jianmu Tao Fruit, thus inheriting Jianmu's Will of the World.

Although the Will of the World was half seized by Zeus, making it ineffective.

However, a re ordinary person like the taxi driver couldn't withstand the Will of the World.

Even a sliver of the Will of the World was insurmountable for him.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei was puzzled and suspicious, looking at the driver.

"How do you know it's my doing?"

The driver saw Yang Fei no longer denying, finally feeling at ease.

He composed himself but dared not speak, glancing stealthily at the taxi not far away.

Yang Fei understood, walking toward the taxi.

As he approached the taxi, Yang Fei suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

The taxi was just an ordinary Jetta car, yet it suddenly exuded a mysterious aura to Yang Fei, resembling those ancient temples.

Yang Fei could even vaguely sll a faint scent of sandalwood and candle smoke.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the taxi was a woman, revealing a demonic silhouette.

Seeing Yang Fei approaching, the woman slowly lowered the car window and turned her head.

Her face was covered with a black veil, her entire body tightly wrapped in a black dress.

Her long silky hair seed like a black mirror trailing downward.

Yet, Yang Fei found this woman oddly familiar, as if he'd seen her sowhere before.

The woman's eyes, clear as autumn water, briefly scanned Yang Fei's face, smiling slightly.

"Hello, my na is Situ Jing, I am a theologian, and I sense the aura of the Main God upon you..."

As she spoke, Yang Fei interrupted her bluntly.

"Are you the one who caused all the misfortune to the taxi driver?"

Situ Jing's bright eyes carried a faint smile.

"My Master God, your Divine Might shouldn't be desecrated by such ants."

"The Will of the World you possess will soon make him suffer the consequences."

Yang Fei was sowhat astonished.

"So it is indeed because of , what makes you say that?"

Situ Jing gazed at him quietly, her black dress gently swaying in the breeze.

"Master God, you possess the Will of the World, which ans this world will heed your thoughts and intentions."

"The person you loathe will be loathed by the whole world."

"He will face continuous misfortune until he despises himself and self-destructs."

"The person you adore will be adored by the entire world, becoming heaven's favored child, with fortune following fortune."

Yang Fei listened and finally burst into laughter.

"Am I that powerful? Don't tell my re thought can cause tsunamis, earthquakes, and turn the world upside down."

Situ Jing's face remained calm, with an untouched deanor, looking at Yang Fei.

"In theory, that indeed would be the case."

At this point, Situ Jing sighed softly and said sorrowfully.

"However, I sense that the Master God's Will of the World is incomplete; reaching that stage is still far off."

"Moreover, your mind needs tempering; you must maintain no anger, no hatred, no joy, no worry, otherwise, you cannot harness the Will of the World."

Yang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally settling.

Zeus tried desperately to beco the World's Main God, but for Yang Fei, being the World's Main God was a stressful task.

Not being able to get angry, hate, or even like anything, living like that is no different from being a tree.

Perhaps only beings like Jianmu can take up this position.

Situ Jing looked at Yang Fei's expression, gently stepping to the front of him, clasped her hands into an odd Dharma Seal, and knelt directly before him.

"So, Master God, let serve as your Grand Priest, pledging allegiance to you?"

"Allow to guide you to beco the true Lord of the World, the greatest Deity in history."

...

Looking at this stunning woman kneeling on the ground, Yang Fei felt a throbbing discomfort.

He stepped back, declined the woman's grand gesture, and replied casually.

"I'm not so Main God; are you crazy?"

"This world naturally has its own operational rules, nobody should think of altering the world's operational rules; I think you're all insane."

Essentially, this so-called theologian was no different from Zeus.

If such individuals truly controlled the Will of the World, it would spell the end for the entire world.

The woman continued gazing quietly at Yang Fei, her expression devout.

"My Master God, you are the rules."

"The world can only operate orderly by listening to your will, avoiding descent into the abyss of destruction."

Yang Fei glared at her, suppressing his annoyance.

"Stop with the nonsense, tell , how can the driver's misfortune be lifted?"