Made by God Chapter 31:

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Clearly slept all night, but Yan Junyu felt exhausted. He resigned as the chief referee of the martial arts competition and took advantage of the privileges to book the box that Qi Ze had originally booked. When he opened the door of the room, Qi Ze was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking down on the stage, his slender figure shrouded in a half-dark halo, looking so lonely.

At this moment, the boy in the dream almost overlapped with him, causing Yan Junyu to stop suddenly.

"It's you?" Qi Ze turned around when he heard the movement, with a happy smile on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Yan Junyu's eyes met him, and then he woke up from the trance. Somehow, the memories that had been forgotten a long time ago came in at this moment, very clear. How did the young man hold himself and talk about his likes, and how did he pray for a chance. His eager expression, bright eyes, and eager smile are now covered in a courtesy that looks like joy but is plain.

Two months is enough for him to get out of his obsession.

He is more sensible than he thought.

Yan Junyu should have felt relieved, but his heart was empty. He said grimly, "It's me." Then he was speechless.

"Aren't you the chief referee?" Qi Ze sat down on the single sofa by the window. In order to avoid embarrassment, he had to lower his head and play with his brain. He is a straightforward face control, thinking that when he was still tyrannical in the sect, he collected many beautiful little pets around him, and among them, there are not many who can compare Yan Junyu.

The other party was wearing a pure white military uniform, with a black belt around his waist, snow-white gloves, and close-fitting military boots. A stop there was a hormone transmitter. His face is already extremely handsome, and coupled with his noble temperament, it is no wonder that he will be named the top ten golden bachelors in the empire.

Although I have decided to give up, I still can't help but look at it more. Qi Ze tightened his lips, trying hard to restrain the desire to turn his head.

Yan Junyu was seated opposite the boy. Because of his long legs, his army boots almost touched his toes. This kind of distance is too close to a wary soldier, but it suddenly makes him feel at ease.

Qi Ze shrank his legs quietly, tapping his fingertips on the brain, as if he were busy.

"I just woke up, I haven't recovered, and I don't have the energy to be the referee. What are you looking at?" Yan Junyu tried to accost.

"There seems to be a problem with my personal webpage. I cannot choose my avatar. I can only use the default picture." Qi Ze really has no choice but to use these program codes.

Yan Jun Yuqing looked at his brain, his voice was low and soft, "You are a novice user, do not have this permission. You have to upgrade if you want to change photos."

Personal web pages do need to be upgraded to have more permissions, but changing their profile picture is the basic right of every user. However, Qi Ze didn't seem to understand this, and he suddenly realized, "No wonder the avatar I just changed was blocked soon, and it turned out to need to be upgraded." He nodded pretentiously, and then received several upgrade tasks.

A smile flickered in Yan Junyu's eyes, and then disappeared in time. While leaning to check Zhinao, he moved the chair forward and moved closer to Qi Ze. The two changed from sitting opposite each other to sitting on their feet. Outside the terrace is the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, but his heart is extremely peaceful, as if he has long been accustomed to being with the teenager quietly, watching him play games, watching him in a daze, watching him play with his brain.

Qi Ze felt the thorns on his back. Due to the height difference between the two, Yan Junyu could easily see his brain screen without turning his head. In order to protect his privacy, he had to stop.

"Have you recovered?" He had nothing to say.

"Healed, thank you for the flowers you sent." Yan Junyu's eyes focused.

"No thanks." Qi Ze was too poor in his words. In fact, he didn't know Yan Junyu at all, let alone how to get along with him. His liking for him is entirely based on his life-saving grace and handsome beauty, which is very superficial.

"I heard that you were also seriously injured? Are you better now?" Yan Junyu wanted to ask for a long time, but he never had a chance. After learning what happened, he immediately pressured the Neptune Supreme Court, hoping that they would make a fair judgment as soon as possible.

Qi Ze touched the vest that he wore next to his body, and said with a guilty conscience, "Healed, no sequelae." Then there was another awkward silence.

Yan Junyu nodded and fell silent. He has never tried to strike up a conversation with people. Many things he thought of before he came, but he couldn't say anything when he came to him. Especially when he discovered that Qi Ze's fascination with him had become a thing of the past, and now he just wanted to keep a distance from him, an indescribable sense of frustration surged in his heart. But his instinct told him that Qi Ze must have something to do with his lost two months of memory.

He was full of urgency. He picked up the remote control and opened the holographic screen suspended in mid-air. The whole room was filled with the noise of the arena, and the stagnant atmosphere was also diluted.

Qi Ze breathed a sigh of relief, then clicked on his brain, and called up many fighting videos to watch. The roar of artillery fire kept ringing in his ears, making it difficult for Yan Junyu not to pay attention, not to mention that once he got close to Qi Ze, his eyes would involuntarily focus on the opponent.

"What are you looking at?" he asked in a low voice.

Qi Ze replied without looking up, "Look at the players' past battle records."

Yan Junyu knew, "Do you want to bet?"

"Yes, I have been short of money recently." Qi Ze admitted generously. He can't keep the money in his hands, and he can spend as much money as he transfers. Originally, Ouyang Ye's odds were very high, and he bet all his funds on him. As a result, the bookmaker quickly adjusted the odds, which greatly reduced his earnings. If he doesn't want to make quick money anymore, he can't even afford the nutrient solution.

"You can spend money very well." Yan Junyu laughed in a low voice, and then realized that his tone was too familiar, as if he knew Qi Ze well.

Qi Ze glanced at him in surprise, then lowered his head to continue watching the video, and didn't mean to talk to him.

Yan Junyu was annoyed, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he had to pour a glass of red wine for a light drink. He originally stared at the holographic screen in front of him, before moving his gaze unconsciously, staring at Qi Ze for a moment. When he sees him pouting, it means disdain; when he sees him raising his eyebrows, it means attention or interest; when he sees him tapping his forehead with his fist unconsciously, it is distressed for lack of money. Yan Junyu knew exactly what emotions each of his subtle expressions would express, and he could interpret it almost without thinking. This is obviously not the state you should have when facing a stranger, but more like a close friend who has known each other for a long time.

The desire to talk with the teenager. Wang overwhelmed everything. He forgot the embarrassment before and tried to find topics that the other party might be interested in.

"Have you placed a bet? Twenty minutes after leaving the field, the bookmaker will close the website soon." He slowly poured a glass of red wine and handed it to the teenager.

"Still considering." Qi Ze was tangled. Asking him to evaluate the quality of the weapon, he absolutely sees it accurately; letting him predict the result of the contest with the superpower is equivalent to catching the blind. As a refiner of the five slags of the war, he has always used all kinds of magic weapons to kill the enemy, and there is no martial art at all. Yesterday, I bet ten, except for Ouyang Ye, the other nine lost all, almost losing the principal.

"Who did you bet?" Qi Ze raised his head, his eyes gleaming when he suddenly remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

Finally attracted the attention of the teenager, Yan Junyu was full of joy, and said casually, "I have been on the blacklist of the gaming company a long time ago and cannot bet."

"Why?" Qi Ze licked his lips, looking at him as if he was looking at the God of Wealth. Being banned from gambling by a gambling company is either too good or too much. It is not possible to bet on the event, that is, the vision is too accurate and the winning is too hard.

It seemed that he saw the star coin symbol in the bright and unusually bright eyes of the teenager, and Yan Junyu almost laughed, and then suddenly realized: This expression is too familiar, as if he had seen it many times. He suppressed the sudden throbbing, and slowly said, "Because I have bet on 76 consecutively, I won all of them, and almost swept all the bonuses, which caused strong dissatisfaction with the bookmaker. Since then, I have On the blacklist, it is prohibited to participate in any form of gambling."

He raised his wrist to show off his intellectual brain, and continued, "Look, I can't open the bookmaker's betting website at all."

Qi Ze hurriedly leaned over and saw that the website of the gaming company turned gray, with a red circle in the middle, with the word "prohibited" written on it. This salary is simply awesome, how much money did you have to win to do this? He rolled his eyes and tentatively said, "Or, do you use my brain to bet? We won five to five points?"

Yan Junyu almost agreed, catching a glimpse of the eager look in the young man's eyes, and then forced it down. When the teenager responded to his words, or gave a little enthusiasm, he found that he would be so happy, as if he had been ignored for a long time, but finally got the face of it one day.

If you agree too easily, you will be thrown away after use, right? Thinking about this, he shook his head and said, "I don't like gambling."

"You bet more than seventy in a row. Tell me you don't like gambling. Bo?" Qi Ze didn't believe it at all.

"It was just too boring at the time." Yan Junyu smiled lightly.

Qi Ze recovered to a certain level of cultivation, and his blatant temperament gradually became apparent. What's more, he didn't want to pester the opponent anymore, so he didn't have to maintain a good image, and continued to persuade, "When will you be bored? Anyway, there are still a few days in the game. Tell me when you are bored, how about I bet We won the money, let’s get four or six points, you six and four, is that enough?"

"I'm very busy." Yan Junyu sipped his wine, suppressing the urge to laugh by the way.

Qi Ze has just spent a huge sum of money, and there is still a lot of inventory in the shopping cart, and at the same time, he now has spiritual eyes and has spiritual consciousness, and the probability of picking up has increased to 100%. Naturally, he wants to buy more things. , It is not an exaggeration to say "lack of money and madness". He gritted his teeth for a moment, and said, "Betting and it doesn't take time. You help me predict a few sets of results, and I will give you 70% of the winnings. If there is more money, why don't you make a profit? I’ve heard a sentence—Tian Yufu takes the blame for taking the wrong place; when the time is too late, I will suffer it?"

When he said this, he used the Haihuangxing accent, but Yan Junyu asked in Kyoto accent, "I haven't heard of it, what do you mean?" It is also an incomprehensible ancient text. Most people don't use it. Can't understand a word.

Qi Ze was immediately taken crooked, and replied with the accent that had already been inscribed in his bones, "It means: God wants to give you good things, if you don't take them, you will be punished; if the time is right, if you don’t act, you will eventually suffer. . You have a very accurate vision and strong analytical power. Isn’t it justified to use it to make money? You had already quit gambling, but you happened to meet me. I made the proposal just now. This is the windfall that God gave you. To take is to miss the chance, and it will only make you suffer losses. Suncheon does it for you to understand?"

"I don't understand." Yan Junyu was calm on the surface, but waves arose in his heart. Follow the sky, this is the so-called doctrine of Taoism, right? The ancient rhyme of the words in the dream is also really ringing in the ears. If the choked boy is not Qi Ze, who can he be?

Qi Ze spent a long time talking and did not impress Young Master Yan, so he rolled his eyes vaguely. Well, the other party has money, has the right to look good, and has strong ability. Naturally, these dumb things are not rare, so he won't force it. He wants to stop the website of the betting shop so as not to lose money.

The "stubborn" Yan Junyu suddenly held his wrist, gently pulled the person to his side, reopened the website, selected a few groups of players with higher odds, and bet most of the funds. Qi Ze struggled reflexively, realizing what he wanted to do, and immediately obediently obediently, the body that had been leaning back naturally went into his arms.

"Why bet only six teams? Too little!" He shook his head and put all the remaining funds in.

Yan Junyu patiently explained, "Betting on these six groups is enough, the odds are high, and you earn more. If you bet on all the groups, you will be on the blacklist within a few hours. Make money in a long and long way, don’t kill chickens and get eggs. "

"You are right. Then, for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, shall we continue to bet?" Qi Zeshun climbed up the pole.

Yan Junyu uses retreat as his approach, "I may not be free in the next few days."

"Then you add my friend, when you have time to let me know, I will be there on call." Qi Ze grinned, showing a pleasing smile.

Yan Junyu is full of joy, but his face is very plain, as if he inadvertently said "um", and then quickly added friends. Thinking of the betting slip he saw on Qi Zezhi’s brain, he continued, “Others don’t dare to bet, but there is a lot of money bet on Ouyang Ye. It seems that you have confidence in him.”

"He will win." Qi Ze nodded firmly.

Yan Junyu suddenly lost interest in talking. He picked up the remote control and turned his voice higher, and Ouyang Duanhua's cold and handsome face appeared on the screen. He is preparing for the next game. His opponent is a wood-type supernatural player at the top of the fifth level, and his strength is not weak.

The audience was obviously more optimistic about Ouyang Duanhua, spontaneously stood up and called out his name in unison, and played a light belt of "winning".

Qi Ze curled his lips, his expression disdainful.

Yan Junyu commented, "Ouyang Duanhua is a dual abilities of ice and wind, he is good at fast break, and his style of play is very similar to that of Ouyang Ye. But the difference is that his defensive power is very strong. Constantly compressing and condensing can form a layer of light armor on the surface of the body with a hardness comparable to alloys. In comparison, Ouyang Ye is not superior in strength or speed, limited to the level difference, and the durability of combat is slightly lacking. What’s worse is that poor defense is his weakness, but he doesn’t know how to avoid it, but instead blindly attack..."

Qi Ze who protects the calf can't listen anymore, and interrupted, "So you think Ouyang Ye will definitely lose?"

Yan Junyu shook his head, "No, on the contrary, I think he will win."

"Why?"

"Because our future is doomed, but he is the unknown." Yan Junyu muttered, "The unknown is the most difficult to control and the most unpredictable. When the two of them meet, I won't be surprised if any reversal occurs. "

Qi Ze was finally satisfied, and reiterated again, "Ouyang Ye will win."

Yan Junyu's lips curled up, but there was no slight smile in his eyes.

During the conversation between the two, the game officially began. Ouyang Duanhua really was better at fast break. As soon as he came up, he froze the entire field and slowed his opponent's movements. Then he summoned the sky full of ice cones and stabbed them continuously . He started very harshly, specifically attacking the vital points, but in a short moment, the neck, thighs, and shoulders of the wood-type superpower were pierced, and his body was stained with blood. The bright red blood spots, the frosty white stadium, and the strong color contrast made the audience enthusiastic. The deafening applause could not conceal the muffled sound of the ice cone's thorns, and many ice cones attacked the stands, blocked by a layer of energy.

The host obviously appreciates Ouyang Duanhua's game style. The explanation is extremely fast and exaggerated rhetoric. It spit out like a cascade, and abruptly praised Ouyang Duanhua as the number one genius of Sea King. And Ouyang Duanhua did not disappoint, and it only took ten minutes to knock out his opponent, leaving the arena with indifferent expression.

Immediately, several medical staff ran up and took away the wooden supernatural powers lying in a pool of blood for treatment. The host originally wanted to interview him for a few words, but didn't catch anyone, so he had to let the cameraman take pictures of Ouyang Ye who was standing by and watching.

Ouyang Ye put his hands around his chest, put his sword under his arm, and leaned lazily against the wall. He seemed to be disdainful of Ouyang Duanhua's performance, rolled his eyes and raised his hand, and dug his nose.

The host was a little speechless, and smiled and asked the instructor Yan Bo, "Mr. Yan, if Ouyang Duanhua and Ouyang Ye meet, who do you think will win?"

Yan Bo’s remarks are almost exactly the same as Yan Junyu’s previous evaluation, and finally asserted, "I am more optimistic about Ouyang Duanhua. Two great realms are not so easy to cross."

The camera shifted and gave Ouyang Ye a close-up. He dug out his ears, took a breath, and then sneered, looking very awkward. But this time, very few spectators cheered him. Even though he has a bad mouth and bad temper, no one can deny his extraordinary talent.

Yan Junyu, who has always been polite, suddenly said, "He is easily beaten like this."

"Ah? Right." Qi Ze had to nod his head, and then said, "But I think he is so good and doesn't need to be changed." Compared with Ouyang Ye, the former Young Master Qi would only be more public.

"Do you like this type?" Yan Junyu turned to look at him, his eyes focused.

"I like it. It's not tiring to live like this."

"Just like this way of living?"

"Yes."

At the end of the conversation, Yan Junyu's frowning brows slowly relaxed before he continued to look at the screen. After Ouyang Duanhua finished the competition, he went up to several groups of players, two of which were the games he was optimistic about and bet, and the results were not bad at all. Hearing Qi Ze grinning and muttering "I have made money", he felt happy again.

After two more games, it was finally Ouyang Ye's turn. As he understood the power of the elements, the rest of the contestants would inevitably be **** in a fight with him and couldn't let go. If you are injured by other abilities, you can heal it with conventional means. If you are injured by him, the elemental force remaining in the wound will cause secondary damage to the player’s body. The subsequent treatment is also very troublesome. If you are not careful, you will be half dead and half disabled, very dangerous.

He attacked as soon as he came up, and he didn't give his opponent a chance to breathe. The fire dragon rising up into the sky almost pierced a big hole in the energy shield. The audience likes to watch this fierce competition, with applause and applause one after another. At the same time, the number of his fans is also rising, and the competition has not ended before becoming the favorite to win, ranking equal to Ouyang Duanhua.

"His style of play already has a very strong personal style, but he is slightly lacking in strategy and his pace is also very messy. If he is systematically trained, he can be greatly improved. I want to see where he can go One step. This is my business card. You give it to him. If you are confused about your fighting skills, you can come to me at any time." Seeing Qi Ze staring at the screen intently, his eyes filled with concern and approval, Yan Junyu felt a little boring in his chest. . He handed out a golden business card and said politely, "See you next time."

"Wait, divide the spoils before leaving." Qi Ze quickly reached out to stop.

"Split the spoils?" Yan Junyu raised his eyebrows.

Qi Ze immediately changed his words, "divide the money." Then he opened his backstage and allocated 70% of the bonus just credited. However, even so, the remaining amount is still a lot, enough for him to buy out the selected inventory. He hurriedly opened the shopping website, smashed his white fingertips, and the "transaction successful" prompt sounded one after another. The seven-digit amount instantly became six-digit, and half a minute later, it became five-digit. Cleared.

Next is the warning sound of "Sorry, your balance is insufficient", which sounded several times before hearing Qi Ze's regretful sigh sounded faintly.

Yan Junyu, who had walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked over with complicated and unspeakable eyes. This picture was clearly the first time I saw him, but it gave him a strong sense of familiarity. Stunned for a long while, he said softly, "When shopping, make sure to spare the living expenses so that you don't get hungry." After that, a stronger sense of familiarity came to his face, as if he had warned the young man countless times.

"I see, see you tomorrow." Qi Ze waved his hand absently. After getting close, Yan Junyu didn't have the coldness he had imagined, and he still had some mother-in-law.

Yan Junyu had no choice but to help his forehead, and then stepped forward, brushing the juvenile's brain with his own brain, and cautiously said, "See you tomorrow."

With a crisp sound, Qi Ze clicked on the message and found that the other party had transferred him twenty stars, just enough to buy the nutrient solution for tonight and tomorrow morning.

Qi Ze: "..."