678 God’s Mummy

God's Mummy—this was a new term for Gao Peng. "What is this?" he asked.

"God's Mummy, of course. It's a wonderful thing." Fatty Big Sea smacked its tongue.

"It should be something that the God of Plague prepared for itself. If it can benefit a god, wouldn't you say it's a good thing?"

"Oh, yes." Fatty Big Sea seemed to suddenly remember something. "You can summon your other familiars, as this a great supplement. Back then, I also made a batch of God's Mummy for myself, but only 49 of them, not as many as this."

"What is this God's Mummy?"

"Eat it and you'll understand. But you can't eat it. Humans won't be able to digest it; it's overly nutritious."

Gao Peng had his doubts. After all, someone as greedy as Fatty Big Sea would share something good? This wasn't like Fatty Big Sea.