I'm a villain, not a devil

It looked like a miniature potted plant of the World Tree was quietly placed on the table. Apart from the terrifying details, there was nothing special about it.

Xiao Ci and Zhu Zhu were sitting on the side. Zhu Zhu had a solemn look on her face. Perhaps it was the special perception of the Space Vetoer. She always felt that if she looked closely at this potted plant, she would want to sink into it.

"I feel that the Emperor's spatial methods may have something to do with this thing - my mirror space is reminding me not to jump onto this thing... I suspect that the Emperor has figured out something from it, so he set a trap for you, Sean, I think this thing should be dealt with as soon as possible... Ah, water leaked?!"

Zhu Zhu yelled, thinking that the water in the potted plants had flowed out.

Zhu Zhu, who had fallen into a lot of traps recently, was very sensitive and immediately pulled Sean and Xiao Ci into her own mirror space.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw Sean making a look at her.

She turned her head in confusion, only to see that Xiao Ci had put his head on the table at some point, with saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth like a waterfall.

This sticky liquid is actually the saliva that Xiao Ci can't control.

A hint of speechlessness flashed across Zhu Zhu's eyes, but she quickly reacted.

She and Xiao Ci were together almost day and night, so she knew Xiao Ci's character very well. Although he was indeed a greedy eater, he actually had no material desires and had strong self-control. She had never seen such an exaggerated scene.

Xiao Ci swallowed hard, but still couldn't stop the intense feeling of hunger coming from his stomach.

She looked at Sean pitifully, wiped her mouth hard, and said incoherently: "Brother... Brother... I'm not here yet, I'm so hungry... so hungry..."

This scene was somewhat beyond Sean's expectations. He didn't expect that Xiao Ci's desire for this thing would be so exaggerated.

After thinking for a moment, he stood up with the potted plant in his hand and said, "Wait a moment."

"Oh……"

Sean took the potted plant to the inner room, then took out a pair of scissors and started cutting straight at the most lush branches of the small tree.

Although it was just the most common action, the small tree that had not reacted before suddenly moved its branches and avoided Sean's scissors.

The corners of Sean's mouth curved slightly: "Aren't you coming out yet, Winnake?"

It was not known whether the little tree was pretending to be dead or something. Even after Sean said that, it remained motionless, as if the moving branches were not under its control.

"You can fool your dad, but don't fool yourself." A smile flashed in Sean's eyes, and the speed at which he stretched out the scissors in his hand was a hundred times faster!

The small tree finally failed to dodge, and a lush branch several centimeters long fell off with a snap.

"Crash-"

The leaves of the small tree began to tremble, and finally, a voice begging for mercy was heard.

"Father! Father! I just woke up. Did you wake me up? Thank you so much! Being your child is the luckiest thing in my life!"

It was indeed the voice of the Winner Tree. Sean smiled slightly, but the tree shuddered instead.

"Come out and talk." Sean said easily.

The little tree hesitated for a moment, and finally, the shadow of Xiao Nanniang emerged from the top of the tree canopy. It was exactly the same as the Wen Na tree that Sean had seen at the beginning, but it was much smaller.

As soon as he came out, Wen Na Ke bowed respectfully: "Father, it is the honor of my life to meet you in the real world. Please allow me..."

Sean interrupted his flattery and said lazily, "After I killed the pigeon that day, your dormant consciousness returned to your body?"

Wen Na Ke hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded honestly: "Yes, over the years, my consciousness has been dormant in the etheric layer, and it has been intertwined with other consciousnesses, but the premise of interweaving is that I am alive - the pigeon body is my host body. After I die, the part of my consciousness that has awakened can return to my own body."

Sean narrowed his eyes. "How did your consciousness separate from your body? How did your consciousness intertwine with other consciousnesses? How did your body end up in the hands of the emperor?"

Wen Na Ke showed an expression that looked like he was about to cry: "I don't know a lot of the details. My mother passed away, and I was also unconscious. I just felt confused. When I regained some self-awareness, it was almost like this."

Sean had a half-smile on his face: "You forgot a lot of things in a daze, but you can remember everything about me, and even quickly launched a plan to absorb my body - your amnesia is quite pointed."

Wen Na Ke immediately begged for mercy with a sad face, "Father, please forgive me this time! I, I just woke up, and I was a little drowsy. And because of some unspeakable reasons, even if you lost your body, it would not have much impact. But for mother, this may be an opportunity for her to recover early."

This is the so-called reason that cannot be said...

Sean narrowed his eyes slightly. Some things do not come out of nowhere. Winnak's various remarks and behaviors, plus the various information he has explored, these things combined together are enough to prove that Sean's background is indeed not simple.

But...is it the original Sean who is complicated, or is it the Sean who is complicated by the soul of the producer?

Sean prefers the latter.

This world hides even deeper secrets.

However, Sean did not show it. He just looked Winnac up and down, and when the latter shrank his head, he spoke:

"Your consciousness has returned, so Bai Wujiu's consciousness has also returned, right?"

At this time, Wen Na Ke no longer had any burden about betraying others, and he spoke out a lot of information like a machine gun.

"The Skinner is indeed an unconscious being. His greatest characteristic is not parasitism, but symbiosis. Therefore, the consciousnesses devoured by him will gradually blend together. Pigeon, Bai Wujiu, and I are the best examples."

"And the emperor in the palace is now both the skinning messenger and Bai Wujiu - I admit it! At that time, I still didn't tell you some truths, and I also lied to Bai Wujiu. That ritual did not point to your real body, which directly led to the backlash of your mental power."

"But what I didn't expect was that the one who suffered the most damage was not Bai Wujiu, but the pigeon... The pigeon's consciousness was completely annihilated, but Bai Wujiu turned out to be a blessing in disguise. After all, his original body existed, so his consciousness returned just like mine."

"The current emperor can be regarded as the skinning messenger Bai Wujiu, but I have been back for too short a time, and I don't know what he is going to do - but I have experience, father, I can help you!"