Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

Once it's polished to a mirror finish, the boy will never have to worry about not having toilet paper when he goes to the bathroom again. He can just send a message to a group chat and the bathroom he's in will be packed to the brim!

"Tsk, hiss~"

He Chen frowned as he looked at the 30-grit sandpaper.

"But would anyone really dare to rub the coarsest sandpaper on a swallow's skin?"

What does 30-grit sandpaper mean? Well, those who have used sandpaper probably know.

The surface of 30-grit sandpaper is like it's covered with a dense layer of river sand; to be honest, it might even have a larger floating point than some floating point nested systems.

Even in dire straits, there's a very high chance that no one would use such rough sandpaper to wipe their butt.

After a moment's hesitation, He Chen's gaze finally fell on the fine sandpaper beside him.

The set of sandpaper he bought included grits from 30 to 3000. The coarsest and finest grits were definitely not suitable to send over, since the coarsest ones were unlikely to be used, and He Chen didn't want him to take advantage of the finest ones.

In this way...

"Let's use 600 grit sandpaper. This grit is good enough for polishing. Let him try the effect of 600 grit first!"

After hesitating, He Chen chose a relatively coarser polishing sandpaper.

Looking at the boy now, in the few minutes that had passed, he hadn't changed at all except for becoming more desperate.

Indeed, there was no toilet paper in the stall, and there was no one else around, making it an absolute locked-room incident.

Unless the boy is prepared to run naked or run naked, he really has no other choice.

e. Perhaps other solutions will emerge after it has completely dried out?

"Whew! Let's begin!"

Seeing that the boy had not changed and that there was nothing he could do, He Chen decisively mobilized his divine power and used two divine skills at the same time.

bass!

[A gift from the gods!]

The 600-grit sandpaper in He Chen's inner divine domain instantly fell to the ground beside the boy!

[Divine Voice Transmission] - Idea Emerging Mode!

A thought flashed through the boy's mind in an instant!

'Has the Lord of the Washroom already brought help? Let me look again.'

Driven by this sudden thought, the boy listlessly turned his head and looked around:

"Ah~ God's protection... Eh?!"

The sandpaper that suddenly appeared on the ground instantly caught his attention.

The dark blue square cardstock stood out against the white tiles!

He had searched every nook and cranny before, and there was nothing in the entire cubicle!

The boy's expression changed instantly. His brows relaxed, and with a surprised smile, he reached out for the suddenly appearing card.

Although he couldn't figure out what it was for a moment, it looked like a piece of paper. And if it's paper, how could it not be used to wipe your butt?!

Hahaha, absolutely no problem!

"So white! I was so careless before, I didn't even see such an obvious piece of paper stuck in the air! Hehe, I'm saved!"

The boy let out a long sigh of relief, and a bright smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

To be fair, although the boy looked and dressed very ordinary, his smile was still quite radiant when he smiled with surprise.

Well, to use an analogy, it's probably like the radiance we often see in the photos of victims!

Under He Chen's watchful eye, and with the boy's combined efforts, the 600-grit sandpaper was picked up by him in just a few seconds.

The boy couldn't wait to bring the card to his eyes, eager to see what this life-saving card was.

then......

The boy's face was filled with disbelief:

"This is... sandpaper???"

"Did you say that?! That's impossible, how could there be sandpaper in the toilet!"

Ahem, yes, it's the reverse side of the fine sandpaper, where the grit number and manufacturer are clearly written!

This was also specially chosen by He Chen!

The boy, in disbelief, tentatively ran his fingernail across the cardstock.

Then, the feeling of "being polished" was clearly transmitted from his fingers to his mind!

It really is sandpaper!!!

This thing...

What should he do?!

"Whoo~"

"No, no, I remember sandpaper can be peeled off and stuck to a sander or other tools. If you peel it off, what happens to the remaining part..."

The boy took a deep breath, trying to find a way out of this extreme situation. Then, full of hope, he tried to twist the sandpaper into layers.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Sandpaper is simply cardstock that has been sanded on both sides!

How to do?

How to do? !

The boy was completely at a loss and had no idea what to do.

"Why don't you give it a try? We don't have any other paper right now."

"I can just go lighter; I can control the pressure myself!"

Just then, an evil thought inexplicably appeared in the boy's mind.

Staring at the cardstock, the boy hesitated.

Chapter 155 Contentment

Young man, you're really hesitating!

Driven by the thoughts in his mind, his expression as he looked at the sandpaper was uncertain, filled with inner turmoil.

Then......

"Whoosh!"

The boy quickly rubbed his fingertip on the fine sandpaper.

It's already 600 grit sandpaper, which can be used for polishing. The fineness of the sandpaper is actually quite good. How good?

The boy's fingertips were completely unharmed, and he didn't even feel any pain!

"Hmm? Did I use too gentle sandpaper on him?"

He Chen frowned slightly.

However, at this point, there was clearly no longer any opportunity to replace them.

So, he could only watch regretfully as the boy nervously extended the sandpaper towards...

"Phew, right, knead it first, soften it a bit before using it."

The boy stopped what he was doing, and then rubbed the sandpaper in his hands.

As a result, his fingertips didn't hurt when he rubbed them before, but now when he rubbed the sandpaper like this, he felt that his more delicate palms were being rubbed and were slightly painful.

"This... I can see it," the boy hesitated for a moment.

But look at this crumpled sandpaper, and think about how you've already spent almost an extra hour in the toilet.

Come here.

"Whew~ Let's begin!"

The crumpled sandpaper, controlled by the body's owner, reaches towards the most delicate place!

Within two seconds, the sensation of sandpaper was clearly felt from a place where one shouldn't be feeling sandpaper.

"Gudong!"

The boy swallowed hard, his nerves visibly tense.

Then, after a brief pause, he pressed the sandpaper down hard!

"Oh! Hiss~!"

"Ughhhhhh~!"

Good heavens, with a hard wipe, the boy screamed like a chicken on the spot!

"Sigh~"

He Chen watched this scene and made a sound as if he were experiencing the same feeling as when watching a movie.

Well, He Chen's true body is in the Inner God Realm, so what he's gasping for is the cold air from the Inner God Realm!

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts!"

The boy, polishing his own leather swallow for the first time, let out a startled cry of pain!

So He Chen silently provided divine power... making his body more resilient and durable.

Giving him (or yourself) a lesson is one thing, but after all, he is your follower. It's enough to give him a rare life experience; there's no need to make him really hurt.

Just as He Chen was thinking about whether he should add some "his own ideas" to the boy's mind.

The boy, who had just experienced his first taste of life, glanced back at the sandpaper, and after finding no blood, slowly folded it up, and then, whoosh!

"Hiss~ Ah~!"

This time, the boy's strength, like his shout, was noticeably less controlled.

But in the end, it's like sanding its own chrysanthemum-skinned swallow!