Virtue is abundant

night.

land.

——far away from the sea, a human world with countless skyscrapers.

The bustling city is illuminated by neon lights.

The top floor of a restaurant.

in the box.

A smug middle-aged man is talking.

When he spoke, the others acted as if they were listening attentively, not even daring to say a word.

Only after he had finished speaking did some people dare to open their mouths to make fun of him. Some wore top hats, some laughed and clapped their hands, and some nodded their heads.

When he lost the interest in giving advice, he shifted his gaze to the two beautiful women in the banquet——

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

——In any case, as long as you want to survive in this industry, you must listen to him.

At this moment.

In a flash, an orangutan and a pheasant suddenly appeared.

the strange thing is.

They were invisible to everyone present.

In fact, they are the ghost soldiers that Wu Xiaode just sealed.

"which one?"

asked the orangutan, looking around.

"This." Pheasant looked at the book of life and death, and pointed to the man with stars holding the moon.

"How long is the life span?" the orangutan asked.

"Let me see - there are 40 seconds left." Pheasant said.

The orangutan was a little flustered and couldn't help saying:
"What should I do? This guy seems to be in good health, and there is no evil or calamity here, and there is no such thing as a calamity. How can I hook his soul?"

Pheasant glanced at the table and saw a plate of stewed chicken with potatoes on the table. He couldn't help being furious and urged:
"Quick! If you can't kill him, he will be taken away by Paradise as soon as the time is up."

The orangutan became furious when he heard the words, and scolded: "They can arrange their own destiny at will? I am! Brother Chicken, lend me some ghost power."

"Here!" The pheasant proudly placed its wings on the orangutan's back.

The orangutan got the other party's support, and immediately lifted up his spirits, clasped his seals with both hands and shouted:
"Invite the Magical Artifact—Soul Soul Knife!"

Countless ghost runes emerged from its handprints, condensing out of thin air into a dark and lightless ghost-headed broadsword.

The orangutan grabbed the handle of the knife and asked, "How much time is left?"

"Wait for me to call." Pheasant said.

The orangutan walked up behind the middle-aged man and raised the Soul Knife high up.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

The pheasant shouted loudly:

"time up!"

The soul knife fell immediately.

Strange to say, the knife directly penetrated the middle-aged man's body without causing any harm to him.

thump.

The middle-aged man was about to grab the hand of a woman at the table, when he suddenly leaned forward, bumped his head on the table, and stopped moving.

The crowd was horrified.

Those who help are supported, those who call for help call for help, and those who call for an ambulance call for an ambulance.

Orangutan and pheasant are very calm.

Pheasant touched the life and death book and quickly wrote:

"The time of death is three o'clock in Xu o'clock; the cause of death is full of evil; the method of death is a burst of cerebral blood vessels—"

"Hook the soul, I'll go back to deal with business first, and you will come later."

The orangutan muttered a few words, grabbed a handful of iron chains and set it on the man, and pulled it again, and immediately pulled out the middle-aged man's soul.

"Who are you!" The middle-aged man shouted in surprise and anger.

The pheasant flapped its wings and flew up, hooked the iron chain with its claws, passed through the house and disappeared.

The soul of the middle-aged man was tied to an iron chain and taken away directly.

Only orangutans remain.

The word "ghost pawn" engraved on its waist card burst into a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp.

This means that it has completed the ecstasy and has accumulated another contribution.

Naturally, the orangutan saw it, and felt a little happy. He looked at the audience for a while, and said to himself:
"There are really a few good seedlings."

"You are accumulating evil day by day, and the time is almost up."

As if sensing something, the orangutan suddenly looked up.

But he saw a thin pipe emerging from the void, piercing towards the middle-aged man's body.

"Hahahaha, you are late!"

The orangutan laughed, and pointed his middle finger towards the pipe, then shook his body and slowly disappeared through the wall.

……

Outside a huge door.

"Mr. Xiao Wu, please draw cards."

A beautiful woman stood in front of the door and said with a smile.

She has a thick stack of cards in her hand.

"What kind of card is this? Why draw a card?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Your strength has been recognized by the masters in the paradise, and you will soon gain the authority to rule life and death. From now on, you will also be a member of the paradise."

"By drawing cards, you will obtain your own status in the paradise, this is the rule." The woman said.

"What if I don't want to be a member of Paradise?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You will never be like this—you should know that once you join the paradise, you can enjoy the real eternal dignity from now on."

The woman continued to explain: "Every reincarnation of yours will be properly arranged for you. You will be a member of the ruling class forever and ever, with prosperity, wealth, and happiness in the world, and will always surround you."

"But if you insist on being an enemy of Paradise, you are making an enemy of the force of the entire world."

"In that case, you will die sooner or later."

"When you die, there is nothing left."

"What will be arranged for you in the next life, you have no autonomy."

"So draw your cards, please."

"—This is your only chance to change your destiny, please cherish it."

Wu Xiaode sighed and said, "Let me see what cards are there."

He slapped it casually.

A black and white clown card appeared in his hand.

"Congratulations, you will be nicknamed 'Clown', and you can walk and exist in the paradise from now on." The woman said.

She turned into a ball of light and gradually disappeared.

The card scattered with a "bang", turned into a clown suit, and directly covered Wu Xiaode.

Colorful patterns also appeared on his face.

clown!

My identity in the paradise turned out to be a clown!
Rumbling--

The huge door finally opened.

Waves of applause and cheers sounded from the door.

I saw a huge dance floor behind the door, and a long dining table and bar next to it.

Seems like a party is going on—

The people in the paradise were wearing all kinds of costumes, cheering for Wu Xiaode one after another, clapping their hands continuously.

A man in a black tuxedo stepped forward, greeted Wu Xiaode with a big smile and said:

"Welcome, clown!"

"From today onwards, you are one of us!"

"But you have to stay true to your job as a clown and do something in Paradise that will make us all happy."

"You are?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"The card I drew was 'Capitalist', so I have to work hard to make money. Alas, every day is actually very hard." The man deliberately sighed.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a while, then burst out laughing, shaking his head and saying:

"It's not fair, why am I a clown and you a capitalist?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

These laughters are full of inexplicable meanings, like countless clowns watching coldly, with malice in their hearts.

"Well, there is really no way," the man in a black tuxedo shook his head. "Drawing cards is an ancient rule, and you get what you get. If you don't agree with your identity, you will be an enemy of the entire paradise."

"Mr. Clown, you alone cannot fight against the whole world."

"So be content with being a clown—"

"In this way, at least when you reincarnate in the lower realm, you can become the king of the world."

"Understood," Wu Xiaode warmly patted him on the shoulder and said, "As long as you are a clown here, you can rule other people in the world."

"It's almost like this, but if you do well enough, you still have room for advancement." The capitalist said.

"Why can I be promoted?" Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

The capitalist looked around, leaned forward, and whispered:

"Silver clowns, gold clowns, diamond clowns—you'll always be a clown anyway."

The smile in his eyes disappeared completely, leaving only the meaning of ruthlessness and tyranny.

The laughter around was even louder.

All the bigwigs in the park looked at the latest clown with a smile on their faces.

Wu Xiaode tactfully made a crying gesture, then leaned into the capitalist's ear and whispered:

"But this draw is not fair."

"How unfair?" asked the capitalist.

"In my deck of cards just now, every card was a clown." Wu Xiaode said.

"You must be drunk—how could there be such a thing, in fact, every card is different." The capitalist said.

"No, I'll tell you one more thing."

Wu Xiaode looked at the surrounding crowd and said with a smile: "Any malicious intentions of yours are as clearly visible as watching a fire in daylight, so I can perform a thing to make everyone happy—"

puff.

The capitalist was surprised for a while, and slowly looked down.

A spear pierced his chest from behind and impaled him in it.

Holding the spear is a strong man dressed as a shield guard.

"Why do I do all the rebellions in the world, but you, a damn capitalist, can sit here and make the most of the benefits without doing anything?"

The strong man said angrily.

Silent.

In the paradise, all the big shots who were watching the joke were stunned.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's mouth turned up, exposing two rows of white teeth, they touched each other lightly, and suddenly burst into a big laugh:
"You think I'm here to join?"

"Do not."

"Parasites living on other people's bodies, I'm here to kill you!"

boom--

Endless black lines emerged from his body.

The state of the evil spirit "turning into a demon"!
As the master of evil spirits, Wu Xiaode can control the evil thoughts of all beings in the world!
He also fully saw it--

These people have actually mastered some kind of technological side technology, even the soul reincarnation can be manipulated!

But their own spirituality, soul power, and will have long since decayed!

and so--

As long as they have an evil thought in their hearts, they can't escape their own control!

Wu Xiaode walked towards the dance floor step by step, took a glass of wine, and danced disco steps at will, loudly saying:

"The park is closed today!"

"All die!"

A majestic mechatronic sound suddenly resounded throughout the paradise:
"I am sacrificing 80 souls to summon the Holy Lord of Purgatory, please persevere."

It's AI!

at the same time--

Nanli's voice also rang in Wu Xiaode's ear:

"The opponent has summoned an off-field force, Xiao Wu, you can also summon an off-field existence—"

"The opponent will be summoned in the form of a card and then participate in the battle."

"The object you summon must be already on the battlefield!"

Must already be on the battlefield?

Wu Xiaode said without hesitation: "Summon him—come here immediately!"

The voice did not fall.

A huge summoning array suddenly appeared on the opposite square.

The purgatory monster with dark double horns and huge brimstone wings is slowly crawling out of the sacrificial array.

It saw Wu Xiaode at a glance.

"It's just a clown, actually wanting to call me."

The monster roared and pulled out a huge black light blade from the ground, and slashed at Wu Xiaode.

when!
A sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the audience.

I saw that what blocked the giant blade was a card the size of a palm.

This is a colorful, painting-like card featuring a laughing clown.

Wu Xiaode was startled instead.

It was Liu Ping who he called clearly.

Why did he turn into a joker card?

Bang.

The cards spread out and turned into Liu Ping, holding a long knife engraved with the word "Prison Suppression" to hold the giant blade of the demon lord on the opposite side.

Just listen to him lazily say:

"Actually, you forgot one thing."

"The lonely clown can only be entertained by you, but Xiao Wu is not alone."

"When I, the clown, got together with him—"

"We are Wang Zha!"