Lucifer sacrificed too much for world peace

Lucifer suddenly sneezed slightly.

The alarm clock was suddenly tense: [This shouldn’t be, your body has already adjusted back from the humanoid state, there is no cold——]

"I guess someone is thinking about me."

Lucifer waved his hand, feeling that the alarm clock was too nervous, but in the next second, he suddenly fell into deep thought: "But my intuition tells me that talking about me might be the angel who came to the world... Is my intuition right? allow?"

[... You didn't mention it. 】The alarm clock is numb,【I only know about the information you have told me or instilled in me on purpose. 】

It's just a weak, pitiful and helpless little alarm clock. Even if it learns to cheat because of listening to Lucifer and studying game operations and management for a while, it's really not good at anything else.

Lucifer thought for a while, and said optimistically: "It should be an illusion. I have been away from home for so long. If nothing happened, there shouldn't be an angel suddenly talking about me."

Well, he purposely acted so low-key, so there would be no mistakes.

At this time, Einstein, who called a few friends, wanted to exchange for a drink.On the way to the counter, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the girls who were opening a literary salon next door. When he got in front of Lucifer, he asked curiously, "Master Sage, what are they eating?"

"Potato chips." Lucifer subconsciously raised his head to look at the salon, but was stunned for a moment.

I saw the girls who were chatting around the book in a serious manner just now, each with a pious expression at the moment, each holding a piece of potato chips in their hands, and they seemed to be discussing something intensely.

... Can you be so excited just by reading Tagore's poems?

Lucifer couldn't understand.

“—don’t eat it in small bites! I think it’s better to take a big bite and enjoy the feeling of the chips crumbling in your mouth!”

Miss Hugo waved the potato chips in her hand: "Close your eyes and listen to the voice from within, can you hear it? That crunchy voice is so delightful!"

"However, if you take a big sip, the feeling will disappear quickly. If you take a small sip, you can enjoy it for a long time, and taste the flavor inside more carefully..." Andersen disagreed, "You are too greedy like that."

"Since God didn't punish me for this, I think it's okay."

"Why are you all talking about potato chips? No one is talking about this drink called Sprite? Have you seen the bubbles? I think drinking this will help digestion."

The girls had a good book club, only to be spoiled by snacks and drinks.

No one cares about Tagore anymore, no one cares about the sun and stars, dreams and shadows, birds and songs, and everyone's brains are occupied by appetite.

Einstein watched for a while, made up his mind, and asked, "What points do I need to exchange for those potato chips?"

He has already discovered that even if he doesn't draw the limited pool, he can still use his points to exchange for some novel food, so he is not in a hurry to draw the limited pool now, and the ordinary exchange is enough to last for a while.

"Ordinary points are enough." Lucifer knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string song, "I'll give you one?"

Einstein nodded expectantly: "Well, please."

Lucifer’s potato chips are wholesale, and the quantity is large enough. I served a plate directly to Einstein. The potato chips with a curvature on the plate were neatly stacked together, enough to get tired of this taste in one breath—at least Lucifer will definitely get tired of eating these.

Einstein also felt that this plate was a lot, so he took it home and shared it with his friends.

"It turned out to be potato slices." Finally, there is something that looks very simple to make. Jack, who has eaten hot and sour beef noodles, feels that he has seen the world, so he easily picks up a slice and puts it on the table. Into his mouth, bit down.

"...!!!"

The crispy taste is addictive, and the spice powder on the surface of the potato chips brings a slight stimulation to the tongue. In order to counteract this stimulation, some hormones that bring pleasure begin to accelerate the secretion.

He could hardly stop chewing, piece by piece, the sound of potato chips being destroyed echoing in his head.

The primitive destructive instinct that has been suppressed for a long time will subconsciously feel satisfied when performing destructive behaviors. His destructive desire-desire is mercilessly vented in the process of smashing potato chips, which will make him happier.

Suddenly, Jack's hand to take a piece froze in the air.

Potato chips processed with the technology of a modern food factory have a complex taste, even if you eat a dozen or so, you won't feel tired. The problem is... these potato chips are not Jack's.

Several people eat together, and the plate is half empty without knowing it.

Jack, who finally realized this, was shocked. It was not his character to be so rude!Jack himself didn't know what was wrong with him, so he felt that he couldn't stop eating just now.

While stuffing it into his own mouth, Einstein said to Jack, "It's okay, let's eat together, at worst, you can invite me next time."

He understands everyone's gaffe very well.

Obviously it is potato chips, why can it taste so delicious?

He can guess that it is deep-fried, but it tastes not oily at all, dry and crunchy, and it will be broken into several pieces in the mouth when the teeth touch it lightly. The rough surface is covered with delicious powder. After eating the potato chips I licked my lips again, and I couldn't be happier.

Jack couldn't stand the temptation, so he couldn't help but joined the ranks of eating potato chips.

While eating, he asked, "Even potato chips can be made so delicious, how many other good things do we not know, Mr. Sage?"

Einstein, who was a little thirsty after eating, paused for a while, and pondered: "In this way, it seems that every time a new product is brought to us by the sage, or he is eating it, we can get it if we ask... ...And when we exchange, we usually only exchange known things...Although I haven't gotten tired of eating so far, there seem to be really few choices!"

Jack held his point card between his fingers: "Do you want to ask? It just so happens that I also want to redeem some food that we can share together."

Everyone agrees.

I don’t feel tired of drinking cola milk tea and coffee all the time, so it’s one thing to always exchange points for drinks, but it’s another thing not to know what their points can be exchanged for!This is a question of the right to know!

So several people went to the counter together.

Lucifer was still a little surprised, and didn't understand what problems these people could have while eating potato chips, but after listening to his appeal, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "Ah, what you said makes sense."

Normally, a restaurant would have a menu or something, but this... because it is not a serious restaurant at all, so he missed this point for so long before he discovered the problem.

"However, even if I announce the name, you don't know what it is?" Lucifer pointed out the question, "Like Coke, Sprite, etc...Potato chips are okay, can you imagine popcorn?"

The teenagers in front of the counter shook their heads in unison.

Not to mention popcorn, even the simple and easy-to-understand name of potato chips, the taste they imagined is quite different from the taste in their mouths! ! !

Einstein sighed: "So let's try our luck. When we want to try a new product, Lord Sage will give us a random one..."

"It's not necessary." Lucifer touched his chin, "Why don't we hold a tasting meeting."

Everyone: "...? Tasting meeting?"

"Well, for the tasting meeting, we will exclude those that can only be smoked in the limited pool. I will take out a small portion of the food that you can choose, and you can try everything, so that you will know which one you like, and you will also eat it in the future. You can choose on your own." Lucifer said while perfecting the idea, "The ticket can be exchanged for five red points, one ticket can bring two people, parents or lovers can be brought."

Everyone thought it was a genius solution!Simply perfect!

Although five red points require them to win five times, it is a bit troublesome when everyone is at the same level, but it can still be done with a few more challenges and some time spent.

Jack has already asked excitedly: "When will the tasting be?"

Lucifer said casually: "The day after tomorrow, if you don't have enough points, take this opportunity to brush up your points, and I'll be ready."

"Oh oh oh!"

Several people cheered, happier than they had won the trial.

After all, tasting food means that they can taste a lot of delicious food that they have never tasted before. This was an unimaginable luxury before, but now they have not only not been punished by God, but they can also have this unbelievable food. It's an experience they can miss for a lifetime, and they can't think of any reason why they shouldn't participate.

Oh, there really is.

Such as protests from parents.

"What? Tasting session? Is it a banquet... Forget it, anyway, it's a new thing made by the 'sage' from the Apple store, right?"

Einstein's mother said with a dissatisfied face: "You have been running out all day recently, and you don't stay to help, and you don't like studying as much as before-Edison came to you today and said that you haven't been to the research group for several days. , I asked the Gauss family to find out that you children like to go to that Apple store recently! If you continue like this, I will report the Apple store to the church!"

Einstein was surprised and angry: "Hey, why do you want to report? The sage did nothing wrong, and I didn't go to the research group because our research has hit a bottleneck. Everyone needs to sort out their ideas before continuing, no Staying at home to help is because you said you don’t need it! I just invited you to the Apple store to participate in a tasting session, just to hope that you can understand what it’s like there, instead of starting to think that your son is a bad learner based on hearsay! You need to know me But I have never received any divine punishment because of that store!"

"...What you said makes sense." Einstein's mother accepted her son's argument and said calmly, "The tasting will be the day after tomorrow, right? I will make time for it."

The next day, several people gathered in the Apple store with haggard faces.

"I'm sorry, Ludwig." Einstein confessed to Gauss as soon as they met, "If I didn't invite my mother, my mother wouldn't know about the tasting meeting. If my mother didn't know about the tasting meeting, she would I won't mention this to your mother, if she doesn't mention this to your mother, your spot can be reserved for your lover..."

Gauss rubbed his temples: "No, this is not your problem. In fact, our parents have heard some rumors about the Apple store recently. They originally wanted to make an appointment to come together when they had time. The tasting meeting is not a secret. They must You will know that it is the same whether you invite your mother or not, as far as I know, there are not only a few of our families—”

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads in surprise, only to find that it was Mr. Sage who accidentally smashed the cup.

The sage himself looked very surprised, his golden eyes widened slightly, staring blankly at the fragments on the ground, as if he didn't understand what happened.

"Master Sage, are you alright?" Einstein had never seen a Sage like this before, and ran over worriedly, "Do you need help?"

"...No, it's nothing." The sage came back to his senses and waved his hand. The milk tea and cup fragments on the ground were picked up by a gust of wind and floated in the air. "It's just a god..."

In order to ease the atmosphere, Einstein joked, "Master Sage will also be distracted?"

The sage seemed to be a little absent-minded, and when asked, he said unconsciously: "Suddenly, I have a bad feeling, as if there will be an uninvited guest—"

"Is the uninvited guest referring to me?"

A red-haired young man appeared at the door of the store at some point, with his arms crossed over his chest, his head and body leaning against the door frame, and he said in a somewhat hostile tone.

"It's really easy for me to find, Lucy."

24. Chapter 24