King from scratch

The main city of the Kingdom, the State Administration Bureau.

Kim awoke from a coma.

He Xingwen saw Jin who was completely different from what he remembered.

Those rigid constraints and restrictions disappeared on him, revealing his true appearance after restraint.

The appearance of the Great Demon is comparable to that of the Elven King, and the strong ether cheers around him, welcoming old friends whom he hasn't seen for a long time.

Powerful, perfect, invulnerable.

The gap between the big devil and the little devil is so big that it makes people think that it is natural for them to be divided into two races.

With perfect appearance and noble moral character, God the Father bestowed all the best things to this race, so that when the big devil appeared, the world was eclipsed.

Overshadowed in the literal sense.

In the area where he was, a beam of light came from nowhere, like a searchlight, making him the brightest star in the crowd.

The earth he walks blooms lushly, and where he looks, even the ether sings for joy.

As much as God the Father favored him, so much the world favored him.

He Xingwen was stunned for a moment by the unexpected scene, and realized that he hadn't experienced enough.

This is the real world darling, the walking Mary Sue (male).

Jin's gaze stayed outside the window until He Xingwen appeared from the door, then slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the king.

His health couldn't be better, but his mood couldn't be worse, like he can't concentrate, he'll be in a daze all the time, and his reactions are slow to the naked eye.

He Xingwen could feel the power of the other party, it was astonishingly surging.

This is the first time he has encountered such a powerful existence on this continent - this does not mean that the other party is really powerful enough to surpass Man Xing.

But the king's own circle of friends is too narrow, and the king who is limited to the kingdom's territory has no chance to see an existence like Man Xing. The first powerful existence beyond the Dragon Clan.

In the silent stare, the other party spoke first: "King?"

He recognized He Xingwen, his eyes softened, and some vitality overflowed from his bad mental state: "You are better than I thought."

He nodded to He Tong, who was at the side, as a greeting, and then turned his attention back to He Xingwen: "I'm sorry to trouble you, this mess..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking and sighed lightly.

At that moment, as if the sky was dim, the small flowers blooming quietly on the ground gently closed their petals.

He Xingwen was dumbfounded by the scene where the environment changed according to the mood of the other party. He deeply felt that his life like a protagonist was nothing, and this was the treatment that a real protagonist should have.

Jin took it for granted, and didn't care about this small change in the environment at all. He calmed down a little, and then said to He Xingwen gently: "Anyway, thank you."

He said to He Xingwen: "Thank you for everything you have done, thank you for appearing in this world, thank you for not letting Him down..."

Jin paused, lowered his eyes, unable to get the word out of his mouth.

The surrounding light was completely dimmed, and the blooming flowers withered in succession.

Standing at the door, He Xingwen felt the personal charm of the big devil in the old Mary Su's style of painting—it was completely two extremes with the little devil.

The existence of the other party is like that beam of searchlights, no matter where it is, it cannot hide the light, dazzling but not strong.

As long as the little devil has the demeanor of the big devil, he will not be reduced to the end of wandering on the mainland.

How brilliant the other party is, He Xingwen is so emotional.

For He Xingwen, most things in this world do not require him to restrain himself.

So he said it directly: "Instead of thanking me, you should thank other people."

Jin struggled out of the deep pain and looked at He Xingwen.

"The reason why this world is not completely destroyed is that someone is running around for it." He Xingwen twitched his brows slightly, and looked sideways to a certain direction behind him: "Until now, they are still shouldering their responsibilities."

Nubida walked in slowly, and Kenti rarely showed up. As soon as the two entered the door, they were stared at by Jin and the king.

Nubida walked through the door with his feet hanging in the air, glanced at the king suspiciously, fully demonstrating his distrust of human nature, retracted his feet, and started to back up: "King, are you there too? Why is no one with me?" Say something? It suddenly occurred to me that the Wilderness of the Beast God seems to have something to deal with, how about this, let's talk next time..."

"I thought you knew I was there, so you came here in such a timely manner." He Xingwen was never afraid to use conspiracy theories to speculate on Nubida's behavior—because it was often correct.

He Xingwen gestured in Jin's direction, and said to Nubida, "Here, big devil."

Nubida stopped his pretentious performance, cast a gaze in Jin's direction, and moved away quickly almost as soon as it landed on the other party.

If it weren't for the collapse of the world all the way to the present situation, it would be impossible for Nubida to meet the great demon under such circumstances.

Although the little devil and the big devil are "brothers" in name, although they are not enemies, it is impossible for two groups with such different personalities to become friends.

The Great Demon is a favored creation of the Father God, while the Imp is an inferior product born from the residue of the Father God's creation of the Great Demon. There is a big difference, but that's it.

Nubida didn't mean to say hello, but Jin said first, "Thank you."

Nubida rolled his eyes: "It's good to know how hard we have worked." Nubida lost his smile: "It's too late for us to make up for it now."

Jin showed a bit of apology: "I'm sorry."

He Xingwen had never seen such a cold expression on Nubida's face, let alone such a mocking tone.

Nubida nodded and said, "Look, this is the great demon. Why didn't I know that God the Father gave you weakness, shamelessness, and stupidity when he created you?"

He looked at Kenti: "Isn't this thing always used to describe us?"

Kenti was not in the mood to sing along with Nubida, and the existence that was too long reappeared in front of him, and his mood dropped like never before.

Before He Xingwen knew Jin's final outcome, everyone present knew the other party's choice.

Jin's temper is amazingly good. Not only did he not get irritated, but he even said apologetically: "Now it seems that those evaluations of the little devil are indeed too unfair."

He smiled, and the searchlights turned on again, and the small flowers on the ground bloomed again. The scene was instantly sunny, full of spring, and full of vitality.

"How can you use one-sided words to characterize a race?" Jin leaned against the bed, seemingly a little dizzy, but judging from his physical condition, he should be healthy and able to triple axel.

"The big devil is perfect, and the little devil is terrible..." Jin shook his head: "This description is the other way around."

He said very sincerely: "Nubida, if we have anything to be proud of, it is that we have become 'brothers' with you."

He Xingwen vaguely heard Kenti swearing silently, and then opened a black hole with his bare hands and disappeared in front of him.

Why did you run away suddenly?He Xingwen was puzzled as he stared at the slowly disappearing black hole, and then heard Jin's voice continuing.

"You let his world..." Jin's Adam's Apple moved slightly, restrained his emotions, and continued gently: "It will not go to destruction."

"You did what we didn't," Kim said, "I think it should be hard."

He showed a smile: "Father God said, He..." He swallowed a certain word: "Afterwards, the creatures in this world will encounter parting and death, but they will survive."

"This is the power of life." Jin lowered his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared: "Live to death, and hope can bloom even in desperate situations."

Nubida was irritated by the other party's series of words: "Are you fucking fools? He told you to kill him, but you really listened to him? Did you really do that?"

"Does this world exist because of us?" Nubida quickly stepped forward, stood in front of Jin, stared at him and said, "It exists because of him!"

"What do you mean when you are dead? Can you compare a finger with Father God?" Nubida stretched out his hand, wanting to do something, but the active ether stopped him, even the sudden rush of wind stopped him.

This world is preventing him from hurting the great demon.

Nubida's outstretched hand was slowly clenched, and it hung by his side.

"That's fine, after all, we've done everything," Nubida said through his teeth, "What about now? You think the world has nothing to do with you right now? You think you're sorry for Father God, right? Do you think……"

Nubida took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to smooth out the wrinkles of Jin's collar, and suddenly calmed down: "The weak will only choose to escape."

Jin showed him a gentle smile, without sharpness: "No way, I have committed an unforgivable crime."

He stretched out his hand to hold Nubida's hand, like holding a sharp knife, and stayed beside his neck.

"We killed him." He lowered his eyes and repeated the words: "We killed him. This is our unforgivable sin."

Nubida's hand was hanging by his neck, and the veins burst out from his hand, as if he was restraining, but also as if he would lose control in the next second.

But in the end, Nubida did nothing.

He withdrew his hand, staring at Jin as if staring at a meaningless garbage: "Very well, then you go to die."

Nubida turned around and left, there was a sharp wind behind him, and the leaked power crushed the ground under his feet abruptly.

He Xingwen had never seen Nubida like this before. He took off the mask covering his face, so sharp that he showed his sharp edge.

He Xingwen and Jin were left in the room again.

It's just that He Xingwen, who didn't notice it at first, fully understood what was wrong through the dialogue.

He Xingwen glanced at He Tong.

He Tong showed him a...how should I put it?Probably a comforting expression.

In He Tong's database, he had already seen Jin's final ending, and he didn't have any feelings about it. The only emotional fluctuations came from He Xingwen's gaze.

It is very unrealistic to expect intelligent life to have too much emotion.

They watch the whole world, and no matter how emotional they are, they cannot express it to the countless intelligent creatures who have encountered misfortune in the whole world.

Tragedy and comedy are meaningless to He Tong.

Because the two coexist to some extent.

But He Xingwen is different, he is an idealist, he has the right to act recklessly without having time to experience the polishing of society when he is young.

He has a lot of emotion, he has empathy, he has a soft heart...

He Tong never took his eyes off He Xingwen. The existence of the other party is enough to light up the meaningless world.

He is the polar opposite of intelligent life.

He is the cluster of light that makes up the whole world.

The few intelligent creatures who know the inside story always feel that He Xingwen is too lucky to meet He Tong and He Xingwen.

But some people can have a happy and fulfilled life without a system.

The system brought him power, but he never used it for pleasure, the system brought him power, but he never used it for personal gain.

Because of the emergence of the system, he had to take on a heavy mission and become a "hero" he never wanted to be.

And some intelligent creatures will never have this soft heart if they don't meet that intelligent creature.

People don't know all this, but He Tong does.

Among the hundreds of millions of human beings, who is the unique and extremely pure existence.

In countless possible futures, He Tong has seen other human choices.

Some of them have a perfect life because of "cheats", some become the pride of heaven because of "cheats", some become wealthy because of "cheats", some despise all living beings because of "cheats", and some save world fame and fortune because of "cheats" Double income.

But there is only one person who has nothing.

He shared the rights with NPCs, the country and the people, he shared the world with the NPCs, the country and the people, and he started a new era with everything he possessed instinctively.

Nobody knows who "His Majesty the King" is.

No one knows that there is an extraordinary ordinary person living in that old community.

He is watching this era, he lives in this era, and he is going to a new era just like everyone in this era.

Jin Neng could sense He Xingwen's helplessness.

He Xingwen disagreed with Jin's choice, but he also didn't think he had the right to change the other party's choice.

Life and death are the birthright of intelligent beings.

Who has the right to demand that intelligent beings die?

Who has the right to demand that intelligent creatures survive?

Jin broke the silence: "I want to see the world," he smiled. "Everything in the kingdom is very interesting to me."

He Xingwen reacted: "Shall I go shopping with you?"

He glanced at Jin, and deeply felt that if no one followed, Jin could be eaten raw by players, the kind that included bones and flesh.

After He Xingwen finished speaking, he hesitated again: "Or Nubida..."

"Don't embarrass him," Jin stood up, and walked slowly towards the door: "You want to kill me, but you want to save me..."

Jin stepped up the corridor, and He Xingwen followed.

"It's better to let him..." Jin's words stopped abruptly.

Standing at the door, Nubida who was leaning against the wall raised his eyes and sneered, "What do you want me to do?"

"I thought you were so angry that you left." He Xingwen naturally inserted into the momentary tense atmosphere, leading the conversation: "Specially lowered the etheric frequency? Are you planning to eavesdrop?"

Although facing Jin, Nubida looked like "you owe me tens of billions", but in front of the king, Nubida had another style of painting, and he slid and knelt very naturally.

He admitted frankly: "Isn't this not hearing something valuable?"

Nubida glanced at Jin, looked away, and said to the king, "I'm planning to leave, but after thinking about it, it's still a 'brother', and I should send him off anyway."

There was sarcasm in his tone, and it spread out silently, like a blade, approaching coldly.

"Wouldn't it be interesting to watch him die?"

"Indeed," Jin said with a good-natured smile, "It would be even better if we could dispel all your expectations of us."

He said: "All big devils will make the same choice as me."

Amid Nubida's indifference, Jin said slowly in a pleasant voice: "We die together with God the Father, and we are willing."

"As for this world?" He showed He Xingwen a sorry expression, and said lightly, "We don't want it anymore."

He Xingwen watched helplessly as Nubida's emotions exploded in an instant, and then he restrained himself in the next second.

This kind of extreme emotion conversion ability can only be said to be worthy of a little devil.

"Oh——" Nubida dragged his voice, showing his malice to the fullest: "It's as if the world needs you." He showed a smirk: "If you are not the king, you think you are qualified to stand On this land?"

Nubida began to fan the flames with his skill: "King, look, what a big devil? It's a waste of your kindness. It's better to save a dog. At least the dog knows how to wag its tail..."

He glanced at Jin, and the smile on the corner of Jin's mouth was completely suppressed.

"This guy doesn't think he has the right to die as he wants, does he? I've never seen such a shameless big devil.

He didn't think he survived because of luck and not because of the king? "

Facts have proved that the ability of the little devil to be annoying has reached its peak after being honed in the fifth era, and it directly delivered a fatal blow.

Jin looked at He Xingwen, showing strong guilt: "I..."

He Xingwen now knows why Nubida left in a fit of anger.

That's right, these are little devils, if they are easily dominated by emotions, then they will be underestimated.

It's just a failure of communication, mostly the method can solve the problem, they don't care how bad the method is, they only care about whether the goal can be achieved.

Nubida stayed because he had found another way to essentially kill King's idea.

Jin was not lucky, he survived as a vassal of the king, and his life belonged to the king, not himself.

Of course, if Jin refused to admit it and wanted to die, there was nothing he could do.

But big devils are not small devils. The Father God bestowed them with many virtues, but did not bestow them with shameless traits.

Nubida grinned, this is the meaning of morality, unlike them, morality and conscience cannot restrain them.

But when Nubida arranged everything perfectly, he certainly didn't include He Xingwen's choice as additional information in the plan.

Otherwise, he would rationally give up the plan.

"Everyone has the right to choose to live or die," He Xingwen said: "I think it's good to live, I think this world is beautiful, and I think it's worth staying for, but I don't have the right to force "I feel" to An intelligent creature with a mature mind."

Of course, except for minors, all intelligent creature cubs with immature minds do not have the right to hastily decide the direction of their lives.

They have never seen the beauty of this world, and they deserve to see it.

He Xingwen noticed Nubida's gaze, and he showed a helpless expression towards the other party: "After all, there is no real empathy in this world, so be more tolerant to each other."

Nubida showed a smirk: "Yes, after all, he is going to die soon."

It can be seen from the fact that he slammed He Xingwen how angry Nubida was.

Jin sighed: "It is the luckiest thing that this world can encounter you among all its misfortunes."

A little sarcasm appeared in He Tong's calm mood.

Lucky?There's no such thing as luck, it's just someone trying to pick the best option for it.

Jin walked towards the end of the corridor: "Come on, let me see what the world looks like now." He smiled at Nubida: "I think it must be very good."

"It's a pity," Nubida said with regret, "The world is still in a panic of being destroyed at any time. Those races that became extinct in the dark age will not be so lucky to have the chance to survive like you..." He glanced Glancing at Jin: "I don't know how to cherish it yet."

It seems inappropriate for these two people to walk together.

Nubida's precise critical strike, if Jin was pissed off, he would be able to end the tour early and fulfill his wish.

"If possible, I really hope they are the ones who come back to life," Jin said sincerely, and he really thought so: "Existences like us that have been buried by time have no value digging out of the soil."

He Xingwen suddenly saw the shadow of swords and swords, and before Nulida continued to stir up blood and blood with a half-smile, He Xingwen interrupted the conversation.

"First of all, although this world is not that good, at least it is moving towards new hope." He Xingwen glanced at Nubida warningly: "Or, do you think everything you and I have done is meaningless?"

Nubida coughed, and finally realized that he was patronizing the big devil, forgetting that the other person who was so close to this world was beside him.

"How could it be?" Nubida revised his previous speech on the spot, and it was a wave of rainbow farts: "I mean, some people don't cherish this world. You have to know how much effort you have put in to get this world now. wonderful world……"

There is no need to be so exaggerated.

He Xingwen set his sights on Jin: "Whether you are worth digging out of the soil is not up to you."

"I don't understand your choice, but I respect your choice. Then you should also have a little respect for this world that is struggling to survive."

He Xingwen said: "Father God chose death not to destroy this world, but to find a glimmer of life for this world, nor to make you feel sorry for yourself today and immerse yourself in the so-called 'unforgivable sin'."

"The one who chooses not to be forgiven is not God the Father, but you."

He Xingwen reached out to hold He Tong's hand: "No one has the right to let another person choose to forgive, so..."

He Xingwen stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the State Administration Bureau, and a ray of light spilled from the door, passing through the crowd in a very unscientific way, and precisely illuminating Jin.

"Leave something worth remembering for the other party and the world."

He Xingwen's sigh was hidden deep: "Instead of quarreling, disgust and anger."

"The world favors you, and it doesn't want to see this."

When he said this, He Xingwen's eyes fell on the tall monument not far away, which stood silently, as if indifferent to everything around him.