I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

Kiyana's eyelids twitched, and the smile on her face almost couldn't hold back.But she still suppressed her emotions, took Yan's hand and shook it, her voice was soft and cute.

"Husband~ Can you find a way for today's lunch?"

really!You know that if you have nothing to do, you must be courteous, and you must have bad intentions!

"... Heh, woman, tell me your reason." The domineering president Ya Aotian asked domineeringly, lifting the chin of the pretty daughter-in-law.

"You have seen it too, the way my aunt looks like, I guess she won't listen to what I say when you are here~" Qiyana showed a flattering smile, with a low profile: "So, can you trouble the president? Do you want to go out to eat by yourself?"

"Just this time! I promise to convince my aunt!"

"Hmph, you are challenging me..."

"Speak well." Qiyana's face turned cold instantly, and her face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

"...For your aunt, did you just drive your husband out like this?" Yaen clutched his chest, expressing that he was stuffy in his heart: "So in your heart, I am only this level?"

"Don't think too much about it, I'm doing it for, for the... future between us."

Kiyana blushed slightly, and finished speaking with shame.

"That's what I said, but I'm still a little sad. Can you give me some compensation or something?"

"Ah! Having said so much, don't you still want to take advantage of me!"

She suddenly realized, and took half a step back while clutching her chest, her expression a little arrogant.

"How can you say that you are taking advantage of your own wife?"

Yan gently embraced the young lady's shoulders, and gave her a kiss like a superficial kiss in her shy eyes.

Then he raised his head slightly, stared at Qiyana's blushing cheeks, leaned into her ear and asked softly, "Shall we continue tonight?"

"Let's go! Let me go!"

The eldest lady broke away from Yan's arms all of a sudden, pushed him involuntarily, and drove him out of the door.

Accompanied by a bang, Yan looked at the door that was only less than one centimeter away from the tip of his nose, thinking that he would take revenge tonight.

He turned around, looked up at the blue sky, thought for a while and took out his cell phone.

Speaking of it, it seems that he hasn't had dinner with his father yet, anyway, he is free today, so why not take this opportunity to sit at the same table with his father and son.

Yan clicked on the address book, found the contact [Old Father], and sent a text message there.

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PS: Key words revealed in the new comics: the Fourth God’s Key (made of soul steel), artificial satellites, extremely lethal (destiny wants to use it to destroy anti-entropy), creations of the pre-civilization era.

Well, to be reasonable, if Miha came up with such terms as [Space-based Kinetic Weapon] and [God's Rod] later, I think the brainwaves of me and the screenwriter would match perfectly.

hateful!Pray that you don't match up, Hun Dan!I don't want to be stabbed in the back! (wiping tears).

172: It is said that there is a floating island, and there is a bishop~ (please refresh)

"Master Bishop, you are playing video games again."

As soon as Amber entered the door, she saw Otto playing video games. Cool game special effects accompanied by intense BGM were clamoring in the room. On both sides of the screen were piles of applications for approval, and the top application was even covered with dust.

The secretary expressed her helplessness. Her bishop is good everywhere, but she just doesn't want to work hard.

So many years have passed, and this old problem can't be changed. At first, it was quite progressive, but as the Destiny Organization gradually got on the right track, the Archbishop of Destiny also began to become a hands-off shopkeeper.

In the past, I worked for a month and fished for one or two days, but now I work for one or two days and fished for a month...

"No, I just played."

"Please check the number of documents on both sides of the desk before saying this." Amber sighed.

"You've been playing this game for several years, haven't you gotten tired of it yet? I remember that you've already reached the top of the scoreboard, haven't you?"

The secretary suddenly remembered the scene when she had just stepped into the bishop's private room, and was so frightened by the excited appearance of him bouncing around like a lunatic that she almost called an ambulance.

You said that you are a very good bishop of destiny, why is he addicted to playing games?

"Amber, it's not a matter of getting tired or not!"

Otto couldn't help but put down the controller, with a serious expression: "As a diehard fan and general manager of "Karen Fantasy", even if you reach the top of the rankings, you can't take it lightly! And you must know that this 3A masterpiece is not just for customs clearance , it can also pass the level in a fancy way! Exploring routes, researching lineups, equipping characters... In addition, there will be new plots, maps, and new characters of the Karen series in each update. These things must be tested when they first come out, right? Let’s speed pass through the group, and the plot party needs to study it? There are so many things worth studying..."

"Okay, okay, my lord, please stop talking."

Amber coldly stopped Otto's science popularization. She had heard these words countless times, and they kept saying the same thing every time. Once she said it, it would be endless. If she didn't interrupt it in time, she would probably waste the most time in the future. At least an hour.

The bishop has always maintained 1000% vitality in preaching the game "Karen Fantasy".

"When do you plan to start working?"

She went straight to the point, concise and to the point.

"Work? Am I not working right now?"

Otto was taken aback, and looked at Amber in surprise.

"?" Miss Secretary was directly puzzled.

"Here, look." He raised the game controller in his hand, and then pointed to the screen on the screen: "This is the nightmarish dungeon that was installed after the game version was updated to 7.77 yesterday - trapped beast!"

"The difficulty of this level is that you not only need to manipulate the character to eliminate a total of three waves of enemies in a very short time, but also pay attention not to be hit by attacks. Because in this copy, the upper limit of the character's blood volume will be reduced to 1 A drop of blood, even the slightest attack will cause death."

Bishop Otto, a game expert, went on and on: "In other words, this level must be harmless! And it must be harmless within a limited time!"

"But what does that have to do with your work?"

"Why doesn't it matter?!"

Otto said loudly: "Although I am a bishop of Destiny, before that, I was a senior game reviewer and general manager of "Karen Fantasy", a speedrunner and a strategy writer!"

"...Is the order of the words after your correlative words reversed?"

"That's not the point!"

He was heartbroken: "Amber, do you know how many players are waiting for me to release the [Trapped Beast] strategy with tears at this moment! The starting position, the timing of the release of the ultimate move, and the use of active skills...you know these How much time and energy will it take! These are all my work all the time!"

"...Are you really the Bishop of Destiny?"

For a moment, Amber even forgot to use honorifics: "Then when do you plan to review the documents sent by the branches on all continents?"

"No approval." Otto replied casually.

"???"

"Ahem, what I mean is——" Otto stood up pretending to be serious, and patted Amber on the shoulder, as if he was a good boss who trusted his subordinates: "I will leave these tasks to you, and I completely trust you Ability!"

Otto spoke from the heart.

After all, for so many years, it was basically Amber who helped him deal with piles of documents, so how could he not trust him.I still remember that in the years before Rita entered the headquarters, Otto played games in the room for a month, and Amber approved documents for a month in the main classroom.

Clear division of labor!

"...Lord Bishop, do you think it's right to do this?"

Miss Secretary stared at her bishop faintly, and questioned her soul.

"It's not a big problem!" Otto spread his hands and gave up the treatment completely: "When I finish the work at hand, I will naturally start to review the documents, and I will trouble you before that. At worst, I will go to Rita. Let her come and help."

Staring sadly at the broken attitude of her bishop, Amber was silent for a long while and sighed.

Life is not easy, Amber sighed.

"It seems that you don't want to work anyway."

The physically and mentally exhausted lady secretary didn't bother to care about him anymore. After thinking about it for so many years, she should get used to her bishop's habit of fishing.

Instead of expecting him to work well, it is better to expect that the next bishop heir, Mr. Ian, will not be like his old father.

Otherwise, this fate, take jujube pills!

【Drip drip-! 】

Suddenly, Otto's private channel received a text message, which displayed 【儿打】.

Otto was taken aback, pressed the pause button, and opened the message.

After carefully reading the brief content above, he stood up all of a sudden, and didn't even care about playing games.

Amber looked suspiciously at Bishop Otto who suddenly showed an extremely serious expression uncharacteristically, thinking that something unexpected had happened.

"Master Bishop, what happened?" Her expression became equally serious.

"Ah."

Otto showed an unprecedented dignified expression. Amber was startled when she saw him. She hadn't seen such a dignified look with a hint of uneasiness for a long time. She remembered that the last time was during the Second Houkai War .

The secretary immediately frowned, ready to obey the arrangement at any time.

"amber."

Otto raised his head, his green eyes were as cold as sharp knives, and his voice was terribly deep, as if polished by a stone.

He says--

"Go and get my super chef certificate."

"……what?"

Amber was taken aback for a moment, blinking blankly, wondering if she heard it wrong.

"It's the armband of the super chef with the golden dragon embroidered on it." Otto said solemnly, and he stretched his muscles: "It seems that the five-hundred-year-old family tradition is about to reappear in the world today."

Super Chef, Otto Apocalypse – see it!

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PS: Recalling the days when we played [Trapped Beast], the current activities are really conscientious (vomit blood)

173: Destiny's Young Master - Otto!