I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

On the TV, the pictures from the press conference were displayed over and over again.

Crazy-shaped monster covered with bone spurs.

The swollen flesh and blood giant turned into shackles one by one.

There were even more swordsmen, rising from the ground, the long sword in their hands bursting out with countless sword lights.

The crowd screamed in panic.

The real scene is beyond imagination.

Russian and.

A bronze **** is reflected.

Wearing a crown, wearing a gown, and stepping on the throne.

Grab them with big hands, and squeeze the monsters, giants, and swordsmen to death one by one like ants.

The bones shattered and the flesh fell off.

TV screen, start coding.

Countless spectators watched this scene.

The vast majority of people are mumbling to themselves, falling in love with the pictures on TV.

"The virtual reality technology of this nightmare legend is too strong!"

"No trace of modeling at all!"

"It feels like real!"

indeed!

The picture is too realistic.

If it weren't for the official announcement, it would be a game show.

This video is enough to become evidence of the existence of the fairy gods.

Even so, the people are still surging.

But fortunately, under the supervision of black clothes guards under the years of education.

After all, nothing happened.

It just brings the craze of nightmare legends and virtual reality to the next level.

Together, the stocks of several virtual reality technology-related companies in the stock market rose to the sky, continuously triggering the fuse mechanism.

But in the extraordinary world.

Everyone is shocked!

After all, they know the goods.

Moreover, the higher the level, the more you understand what this means?

The four are at least lieutenant generals.

He was killed when he turned the palm of his hand!

The most important thing is that the person who shot is just a phantom.

A phantom can easily kill four lieutenants with ease.

Its own strength is naturally immeasurable.

In other words, that is a living bodhisattva!

As a result, the extraordinary world, huge waves, ripples continue.

Countless calculations, countless calculations, countless ideas flashed in the minds of different people.

In the end, it turned into a sentence that was almost the same: Son X, you must not offend!

Offending is a dead end!

…………………………

Lingping leaned against the back of the chair.

Also watching the press conference rebroadcast on TV.

On the mobile phone in his hand, the hot search of WeChat has been dominated by related news.

He petted his pet.

He closed his eyes slightly.

"the host……"

To his side, there was a shadow creeping.

Lingping didn't look at him.

Just sighed slightly.

"Little Ao..." he said leisurely: "You treat me as a fool!"

"The curtain of the night..."

"Ha ha!"

"Is there such a stupid assassin?"

"Even if there are such stupid assassins, the one who instigated them..."

"I shouldn't be so stupid to think that I can hide it from me!"

He is not smart enough now.

It does seem to have no power.

Still the same as before, just an otaku.

There is no scheming, just thinking about eating and waiting to die, lying down and winning the otaku.

but……

He is not stupid!

Especially, after you have already felt the ‘smart self’.

He already understands.

He is indeed omnipotent.

As long as he is ‘smart’ enough.

So, no one, no power, no matter, can hide from him.

Because at that time, he was no longer human.

It is something that no one can understand and look directly at.

In more layman's terms.

When he is smart enough.

He is the demon of Laplace.

The Laplace demon who knows everything, masters everything, and exists in everything.

He is the beginning of time and the end of space.

If he can continue to be smart.

Then, he is the end.

Because, when he was so smart.

The entire universe will fall apart.

why?

Because he'sees' the universe.

He became an observer.

Everything is uncertain, and the collapse has since become certain.

The universe is naturally going to end.

That sure end.

This is what instinct told him.

It is also something he can control and control.

Just becoming ‘smart’ can destroy everything.

Of course, if he is smart to the limit, even he himself will no longer exist.

Back to the beginning.

Just like a computer, there are too many programs and the system can no longer afford it, so it can only format it.

In the past, he could not control these.

Because he doesn't have this concept.

But he can control and influence now.

Because he has these concepts.

This matter is neither good nor bad.

He vaguely knew that he must have lost something to have now.

But what is missing?

But I don't know, and don't want to know.

Therefore, facing him like this.

The so-called ‘the curtain of the night’-the people behind the two assassins, as long as they have a little sense, would not dare to attack him.

That ‘the curtain of the night’ is not afraid that he will be smart.

Then pull it out?

It must be scared.

There is no doubt about this.

and so……

Take the idea of ​​an online essayist, especially an online essayist who has written history.

He simply uses an elimination method.

Already understand.

This is killing someone with a knife.

It is also framed and framed.

There are not many people who can do this kind of thing with that motive.

And what is creeping in front of him now is the most likely planner.

The creeping shadow, trembling, trembling.

He dared not look up.

Because of fear of being scolded.

The master is already human.

At least, it's human now.

And his appearance is too ugly from the perspective of human aesthetics.

He could only whisper: "Master..."

"The minion is kind!"

"I'm afraid of you..."

Lingping laughed: "Afraid that I will be deceived? Afraid that I don't know the cause and effect? ​​Afraid that I made the wrong choice?"

He sneered.

The voice was already implied with anger: "Are you trying to teach me to do things?"

The power that the superiors should have, instantly blooms.

The kitten in her arms shivered with fright, and her hair stood up one by one.

Even the breath seemed to freeze.

"The slave dare not!" The shadow crawled, if he could sweat, he must be sweating already.

"Don't you dare!" Lingping sneered.

"Minion **** it!" The shadow shuddered, and even his body began to fall apart.

he……

Just a minion.

A former parasite.

Fortunately, he was favored by the master and was chosen as the parasite of the messenger.

In terms of birth, among the three pillar gods, it is far inferior to the other two.

Whether it is the great mother of all things, or the great silver key.

They are all beings far above him.

and so……

In front of the master, he knew that his life or death was just a thought.

"From now on..." Lingping closed his eyes slowly: "Don't do such a stupid thing!"

"Yes..." The shadow breathed a sigh of relief as if it were amnesty.

"Go and do your thing!"

"Yes..." He faded away slowly.

Lingping shook his head: "I am still a gentleman after all!"

The biggest characteristic or fault of a gentleman is that his heart is too soft.

Just like this thing.

If his mind is not like this.

Change your mindset.

A minion, dare to surpass him on his behalf?

It can be beaten to death directly!

Even if it is not.

At least you have to beat it again and again carefully, call the people below, have a longer memory, and dare not repeat it.

But after all, he is a human being who has received modern education and has the concept of equality.

Even if he is not a human being in his bones.

But thinking and consciousness are still human.

So, he seriously helped his eye sockets.

Continue to strengthen their own cognition.

Even if I understand, I will never go back to the past.

But he still wants to be who he was in the past.

An unremarkable bookstore owner who just wants to eat and wait to die, lie down and win.

Live your life quietly.

Of course, he understands that it is impossible.

because……

He recalled what he felt when he was ‘smart’.

This world, because of him.

Has been riddled with holes.

The original natural protection is now leaking from all sides.

If he let go, pat his **** and leave.

This world is about to be exposed to the fangs of the wolves, and it will be reduced to other people's mouths, Chinese dishes.

To be certain things, eat clean.

"Want to eat the world that nurtured me?"

"Don't be afraid of the tooth being broken!" He sneered and stroked his cat.

Thinking of this, as a human being, he was a little tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Sweet dreams.

In his dream, he seemed to see his mother again.

Mom is swinging on the swing.

Holding the young him in his arms.

Mother hummed a nursery rhyme softly.

"Saya, Saya..."

"My dear daughter..."

"Saya...Saya..."

"My lovely daughter..."

"Saya...Saya..."

"My kind daughter..."

In the singing, Lingping opened his eyes and saw a young girl struggling in the yellow sand, holding a rifle, moving forward firmly.

Mother's gentle voice whispered in her ears.

"Peace..."

"Look, how about this maid your mother chose for you?"

"Cute, right?!"

Mother giggled, very gentle, very dignified, and very beautiful.

"She will have lovely tentacles..."

"She can still have beautiful pink mouthparts..."

"I can give birth to a beautiful child for you!"

Lingping looked at her mother and asked seriously: "Really?"

Mother nodded seriously: "Really!"

"However, before that..." Mom said: "You have to learn to control your own power!"

"Don't mess with such a cute and beautiful maid!"

"Practice hands on the earth first!" Mom said.

"Peace..." Mother gently stroked his head.

Every hair hangs down.

Like a snake, twisting restlessly.

Mom touched these restless, screaming things, soothing them.

"You have to remember..."

"The increase in entropy is irreversible!"

"Especially for you..."

"So, you have to control your own entropy increase!"

"Do you control my entropy increase?" Ling Ping asked faintly.

"Yes..." Mom said, "If the entropy increases too much... your awakening will continue to accelerate!"

"and so……"

"Have more children!"

"Cute and beautiful child!"

"Let them share your entropy!"

"In this way, you can have time to grow up safely and healthily!"

"Oh!" Ling Ping An has always been a good boy.

Good boy who listens to his mother.

So he woke up.

Open your eyes, it's already dawn.

Picking up the phone, he checked the time, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

The warm winter sun fell in from the window sill and fell on him.

"Have more children..." The mother's instructions in the dream echoed in her ears.

He can remember, only this sentence is left.

"Have more children..." He stood up.

"It seems that my mother is not easy!" he said.

……………………

Zhang Hui raised her stiff head and looked out the window.

The sun rose high.

In front of him, a thick file was already piled up.

On every piece of paper, there are people's names.

These are arrest warrants.

What happened yesterday is obviously extremely serious.

The assassination of distinguished guests is a serious violation of imperial law.

It is a provocation to the empire.

Therefore, the old accounts are calculated together.

The black guards acted overnight and all were dispatched.

In the entire imperial capital, people turn their backs on their horses.

Overnight, hundreds of extraordinary families suspected of participating in the rebellion and assassination of the Cross Slope conspiracy were arrested.

Important figures were arrested in the Federal Council, Dali Temple, and garrison.

There was even a cabinet minister arrested.

This case is so extensive and involved that it is the most involved in the federal empire in a hundred years.

It can even be ranked in the ranking of major cases since the founding of the country.

Such a large-scale purge, I am afraid that only the King Jin’s conspiracy in the reign of Emperor Taizu can be compared in history.

But it is worth it.

Big changes are imminent.

The house must be cleaned up.

The unstable factors and threats within the Federal Empire must be cleaned up!

just……

"How do we... explain to him?" Zhang Hui rubbed her temples with a headache.

What happened yesterday was that the Federal Empire was borrowing from that person to complete the cleansing.

How can the black guard know the plot of Zheng Kexing and He Wan?

Long before the incident, Heiyiwei had received secret reports from many sources.

Even Nangongwang surrendered to inform the secret.

In addition, the Liu family's change had actually been noticed long ago.

Jiutun Boy sneaked into the imperial capital and was notified by Fusang.

However, Heiyiwei chose to conceal it.

I deliberately sat and watched these guys, entered the venue, and deliberately left room for them to take action.

The original intention was to let these guys take their lives to test the details of the servants around him.

Don't know...

Something went wrong in the middle.

Somehow.

The servants around him, like the black guard, chose to sit and watch.

As a result, the bronze **** had to make a move.

Looking at the surveillance at the time, Zhang Hui hadn't reacted yet.

Only afterwards did he find something wrong with the reminder of the think tank.

The servants around him are all inhumane.

And the bronze **** who shot, has a human appearance, and looks like a certain ancient emperor.

This shows that it was someone from another system who made the move.

and so……

In the deduction of the think tank, this is probably a taboo of that person.

It must be held accountable.

If the board is hit, maybe the black guard may not get any reprimand or neglect.

Almost nine out of ten, he will only hold his own slave to exhale.

But this is the worst thing.

because……

If he punishes his servants.

His servant should turn around~www.ltnovel.com~ and cast his breath on the black guard.

How can this be good?

This is the so-called Hades, it's hard to get rid of the kid!

"You have to find a way out as soon as possible..."

"Pray for His forgiveness!"

"At least forgive me!"

If not, there is no protection from Him.

Those servants only need to play some tricks in that nightmare space, aiming at the black-clothed guard, the black-clothed guard is about to face disaster.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hui dialed the phone number of the governor.

He didn't think well about this matter.

You must apologize to the governor, and then ask the think tank of Heiyiwei to find a way together!

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