"Uh, I don't know!"

Jian Shaoxin blinked and nodded with two fingers: "It's been almost a week since Sister Xinlan and I came here, and we still have no clue... We can't find the characters in the plot, nor can we find any intelligence clues for inquiry."

So, you two are idiots?

That’s right, after all, it’s so pointless!

Russell quickly made a judgment, and just like that, he spent one night... ahem, he kept himself clean, okay!

"Russell, the situation is a bit serious."

Supergirl looked solemn. Jian Shaoxin and Duan Xinlan entered a week ago, which means that the plot started very early, and the most important opportunity was lost.

"I understand, I will speed up the intelligence collection."

Russell also had a serious look on his face, sitting down in front of the computer and speeding up the work of gathering intelligence.

Even though the two guys are complete idiots, they are also reincarnations who have experienced several missions of the Lord God. They have no clue about where they are in the world. It can only mean that the plot characters in this world have been kept secret.

Snapped!

Putting a hand on Russell's body, he looked back and saw the smiling Superwoman.

"What's wrong?"

"It's late at night, it's time to rest."

"it's not good?"

Click!

Russell stood in the corridor with a confused look on his face, looking at the closed door, unable to figure out what happened.

It stands to reason that with Duan Xinlan as a potential threat, Supergirl should drag him into the bedroom and show off her affection in three million words to make him give up completely. Why was he kicked out of the house without even a sofa?

"It's late at night. We need to take a rest. You go out to collect intelligence."

"..."

Russell shrugged and walked to the elevator. From the sounds inside, he knew that three women were staying up late to collect intelligence. As a man, he had no human rights and was sent out to collect intelligence with his feet.

Russell knew that Supergirl had resentment in her heart, so she was magnanimous by not breaking Duan Xinlan's legs.

There was no room to sleep on the sofa, and Russell didn't mind. He didn't have to sleep anyway. The elevator reached the first floor, passed through the hotel door, and came to the street of the city that never sleeps.

Without any clues, blindly collecting information is time-consuming and tiring.

He took out his Terminator sunglasses, covered his eyes with black light, and wandered aimlessly on the streets, looking for familiar faces among the hurriedly passing crowds.

The main god is very lazy, and the world background is copied exactly as it is. If you encounter familiar people or things, there is a high probability that they are involved in the plot.

"A blind cat can meet a dead mouse, so should I..."

"Dead rats don't smell good!"

Suddenly a voice sounded, and Russell stood up and stopped, looking at the newsstand next to him. A white man with pale skin, bulging eyeballs, and long damp hair hanging down, who looked like a dead man, was sitting in the newsstand.

"You just said that dead rats smell bad?" Russell smiled and looked at the man...the Shar Pei next to him.

"Woof woof woof!"

"Stop pretending, I know it's you who's talking."

Russell raised his hand to hold the dog's neck: "Oh, look carefully, it turns out it's not a dog!"

"Woof woof woof!"

Click!
Chapter completed!