The ever-changing star starts with a rice cooker.

One leg, one eye, holding a large wooden stick, wearing a grass skirt.

What came into Ning Du's view was a monster from another dimension, a one-eyed monster.

The one-eyed monster was two or three meters tall, muscular, and had a foul odor.

There's a kind of exaggeratedly smelly sock that comes from someone who took off their shoes, played soccer all day wearing only socks, then got soaked in sewage, and then stepped in poop on their socks.

It exudes a deadly aura!

Ning Du quickly looked around; the white scene seemed so familiar.

The black fart not far away also looked familiar.

This one-legged, one-eyed monster in front of me is a bit exaggerated.

Hey, hey, hey, why is he walking towards me?

What do you mean? Are you really going to hit me?

The large stick whistled through the air as it swung directly at Ning Du.

Ningdu quickly flipped over on the toilet side to avoid the big stick.

Goodness, that one move was enough to prove that the other party was serious.

What do you mean?

A life-or-death struggle?

When did I agree?

Ning Du had a million questions in his head, but now was not the time to ask them.

The most important thing is to get out of the way quickly; how can you fight a monster with just a toilet?

Ning Du desperately wanted to pull out his phone and ask, "What's the best way to use this toilet? I need help urgently!"

At this point, Ningdu felt that a variable rice cooker would be better.

At least the rice cooker can still boil!

Wang Li and his boss, who were pinned to the wall, were both dumbfounded.

What kind of place is this?

Why can we see toilets fighting monsters from another dimension?

The boss wondered if he was hallucinating, or if he had been driven insane by the toilet.

Quickly, Boss Shen closed his eyes and kept muttering, "This is fake, fake, all fake."

Wang Li, dressed in the monster costume, knew a little more than Boss Shen; at least he knew that the toilet was Ning Ge in disguise.

But why does Ning Ge have to fight monsters from another dimension?

Moreover, it seems he can't defeat this monster from another dimension!

"Don't run away, little shapeshifter, come play with me! If you could turn into a one-eyed woman right now, I can play with you a little longer!"

The one-eyed monster watched as a clean white toilet rolled around in front of him, feeling like he was playing whack-a-mole.

The Cyclops didn't even intend to use its full strength against this weak shapeshifter.

Seeing that the other person was about to roll a few more times, he was about to run out of energy.

Ning Du wasn't rolling aimlessly; he rolled all the way to the black buttocks.

He just wanted to know what was going on and whether they could stop fighting.

"Hey, hey, hey, can someone tell me what's going on? Can I quit? This game isn't fun!"

Ningdu was very anxious.

The black-faced figure, the false god referee, chuckled and said, "Looks like a shapeshifter who somehow ended up here. Alright, let me explain. This is the subspace, the arena of the gods, a fair playing field for countless worlds. Please the gods with your killing, and they will bestow upon you spoils of war. It's the fastest path for all races to ascend to the ranks of the strong. Understand?"

"I didn't understand a thing!"

Ning Du felt completely confused, as if his toilet was clogged.

Then the one-eyed monster behind them jumped over.

"Little shapeshifter, little darling, how about you turn into a human-sized grilled steak for me? I love that!"

The big stick slammed down on Ning Du's toilet seat, and Ning Du could only bounce off his short legs, which were as short as water pipes, to dodge it.

Feeling like he was about to die, Ning Du didn't want his body at his funeral to be a shard of toilet.

By the way, if he dies here, can he be resurrected?

I'd guess it's highly unlikely. What guardian could be so lucky as to bring him back from here within seven days?

Life and death are in one's own hands. Ning Du began to circle around the one-eyed monster. In his opinion, this one-legged, one-eyed fellow should be slow to turn around.

Sure enough, the other person had to jump and turn around, which was more than half the speed of a normal person.

Finally, Ning Du seized an opportunity and delivered a toilet kick to the one-eyed monster's back.

But the next moment, it wasn't the one-eyed monster who was kicked down, but rather Ning Du who was bounced away by the solid back.

"Ouch, you dare kick me? How could the great Doppelganger be kicked down by a lowly shapeshifter? Hahahaha!"

The one-eyed monster burst into laughter.

Ning Du fell to the ground, breaking himself in the process.

No, the toilet's body is still too fragile; it looks like it can't win at all.

The one-eyed monster was throwing the wooden stick back and forth between his left and right hands, looking like he was having a game.

For him, today's battle seemed to have no suspense and was not difficult at all.

"Grow bigger, grow bigger quickly!"

At this moment, Wang Li shouted anxiously.

He saw Ningdu's desperate situation and kept reminding him.

But the next moment, his mouth was sealed shut again by that black fart with an invisible air shield.

This is a battle dedicated to the gods. Those who are not involved should watch carefully and refrain from shouting.

Didn't you see the other audience members watching silently?

The false god judge scanned his surroundings and could actually see some dark shadows hidden behind the pale white world.

These shadowy figures seemed to be watching the battle from another dimension.

However, only they could see Ning Du and the others, while Ning Du and the others could not see their true forms at all.

There seem to be quite a few shadowy figures I saw today.

"Get bigger? That's right, get bigger!"

Ning Du calmed down; when faced with a life-or-death situation, he didn't care whether he could control it or not.

In short, if we don't come up with something new at this point, we'll really be dead!

The one-eyed monster hopped in on one leg again, smashing the toilet with his big club—the magic staff—and breaking it in two!

Ning Du suddenly let out a loud roar.

His roar was like that of a wild beast!

You think you can kill me so easily? Not so easy!

boom!

The toilet rushed forward, fighting for its life.

then……

Okay, a large chunk of the toilet was smashed off.

"Ouch, ouch, that hurts, that hurts!"

This time it really hurt, so much so that Ningdu rolled on the ground in pain.

Even the one-eyed monster was almost amused by Ning Du.

He really thought this shapeshifter could come up with some other tricks.

"You lowly shapeshifter, how did you become my opponent? How strange!"

Ning Du also wanted to know why he had come here to fight such a deadly battle.

I remember the last time he came, it seemed like he only stayed for a moment!

It seems like something was smashed, a bunch of razor blades or something, and then...

Thinking of this, Ning Du suddenly felt himself starting to get hot again.

Knife?

For some reason, the thought of "knife" gave him a strange feeling.

The one-eyed monster didn't care what the idiotic shapeshifter in front of him was thinking. He was already bored, and it was time to end this tedious battle.

Raising the giant club high, the one-eyed monster roared, "Become my spoils, shapeshifter!"

After saying that, he swung the stick down, determined to smash Ningdu to pieces this time.

And it was at this critical moment that...

Ning Du instinctively raised his hand and waved it, using his water pipe arm to protect his body.

But the next moment, there was a "poof" sound.

Then, the one-eyed monster let out a cry of pain.

"what!"