I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 549: Listen to mother’s words

On the TV, there are pictures from the press conference over and over again.

Insanely shaped monsters covered with bone spurs.

The swollen flesh and blood giants turned into shackles every coin.

There are even more swordsmen, rising from the ground, the long sword in his hand bursts with countless sword lights.

The crowd screamed in panic.

The real scene is beyond imagination.

Russia.

A bronze **** is reflected.

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

Catch it out 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 muttering to themselves and are fascinated by 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 so realistic.

If it weren't for the official announcement in person, 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.

Fortunately, after years of education, the supervision of black guards is added.

After all, there was no trouble.

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 the powerhouse of 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!

So, 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!

…………………………

Ling safely leaned against the back of the chair.

Also watching the press conference rebroadcast on TV.

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

He petted his pet.

Close your eyes slightly.

"Master..."

There is a shadow creeping on his side.

Ling Ping An didn't look at him.

Just sighed slightly.

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

"The curtain of the night..."

"Haha!"

"Is there such a stupid assassin?"

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

"I shouldn't be so stupid as to think I can hide it!"

He is not smart enough now.

It does seem to have little power.

It's still the same as before, just an otaku.

There is no scheming, just thinking about eating and waiting to die, lying down as an otaku who wins equally.

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, or anything can hide from him.

Because he was no longer human.

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

In more common terms.

When he is smart enough.

He is the Laplace demon.

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.

So, 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, he is so smart that he will no longer exist.

Return to the beginning.

Like a computer, there are too many programs and the system can't 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 knows vaguely that he must have lost something to have now.

But what is missing?

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

So, facing him like this.

The so-called ‘The Veil 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 of him becoming smart.

Then pull it out?

I must be afraid.

There is no doubt about this.

So...

Take the idea of ​​a web essay author, especially a web essay author who has written history.

He simply uses an elimination method.

I already understand.

This is killing someone with a knife.

It's also framed and framed.

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

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.

Master, is already a human.

At least, it's human now.

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

He can only whisper: "Master..."

"The minions are kind!"

"I'm afraid of you..."

Ling'an 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 is 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 its hair stood up one by one.

Even the breathing seems to freeze.

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

"Don't you dare!" Lingping sneered.

"Damn the slave!" The shadow shuddered, and even his body began to fall apart.

He...

Just a minion.

A former parasite.

Fortunately, he got the favor of 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.

So...

In front of the master, he knew that his life and death were 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 go on his behalf?

You can directly kill with sticks!

Not so.

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 it’s not a human being at all.

But thinking and consciousness are still human.

So, he carefully helped his eye sockets.

Continue to strengthen my 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.

A mediocre bookstore owner who just wants to eat and wait to die and 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.

Already riddled with holes.

The original natural protection is now leaking air on all sides.

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

This world will soon be exposed to the fangs of the pack of wolves, and it will be reduced to other people’s mouths and plates.

To be eaten clean by something.

"Want to eat the world that nurtured me?"

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

Thinking about this, as a human being, he was a little tired, so he fell asleep deeply.

Sweet dreams.

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

Mom is swinging on the swing.

Holding him in his arms.

Mom 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.

Mom's gentle voice whispered in her ears.

"Peace..."

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

"Cute, right?!"

Mum 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?"

Mom 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..." Mom gently stroked his head.

Every hair hangs down.

Like a snake, twisting restlessly.

Mom caressed 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!"

"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.

A good boy who listens to her 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.

"We must 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 rises high.

In front of him, there are already thick documents 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.

So, calculate the old and new accounts together.

The black guards acted overnight and all were dispatched.

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

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

In the Federal Imperial Secretary's Council, Dali Temple, and the garrison, important figures have been arrested.

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 century.

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's worth it.

Great changes are coming.

Clean up the house.

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

Just...

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

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

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

A long time ago, the black guard had received secret reports from many sources.

Nangongwang even surrendered to inform the secret.

Furthermore, the Liu family's change has actually been noticed a long time 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 use their lives to test the details of the servants around them.

Never know...

Something went wrong in the middle.

Somehow.

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

So much so that the bronze **** had to make a move.

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

Afterwards, under the reminder of the think tank, he discovered something was wrong.

The servants around you are all inhumane.

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

This means that someone from another system made the move.

So...

In the think tank's deduction, 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.

Nine out of ten, he will only take his own slave to exhale.

But this is the worst thing.

Because...

If he punishes his servants.

His servant, in case he turns around~IndoMTL.com~, cast his breath on the black guard.

How can this be good?

This is the so-called Hades!

"I have to find a way to come out as soon as possible..."

"Get His forgiveness!"

"At least for understanding!"

If this is not the case, there is no protection from Him.

Those servants, just play a little bit in the nightmare space, aiming at the black guard, the black 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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