His Majesty the Demon King of Justice

In New Orleans, Louisiana, in a building with the signboard of a certain company's bioscience research and development department.

There are four young people sitting in the conference room on the top floor. Computers linked to video communication screens are placed in other positions. On the projection wall in the middle of the conference room, the projector is playing the restoration found in the ruins of the k2 biological laboratory. In the subsequent surveillance video, in the picture, two assistants are injecting a colorless solution to a thin Mexican man who is tied to a hospital bed and wearing a mental patient's restraint.

At the beginning of the injection, there was nothing unusual about the Mexican man.

About 30 seconds later, the Mexican man suddenly struggled frantically and let out an inhuman howl.

The assistant stepped forward to inject a sedative, but it was invalid.

The Mexican-American man continued to struggle and broke through the restraint garment. The skin of his whole body was obviously metalized, his right hand quickly became giant, and crushed the heads of two assistants.

The giant arm killed three professors, and the safety device in the laboratory was automatically closed and released sand | forest poison | gas, which was invalid.

The giant arm smashed through the wall of the laboratory, and the sand | forest poison | air leaked out, killing the mercenaries who rushed over.

Most of the experimental area issued an alarm and closed automatically, and the giant arm broke through the wall, killing the staff in the evacuation.

"Oh God..."

William Humphrey heard someone praying, he turned his head, and in the video screen of the third computer on the right, he saw the director of the Morgan Consortium crossing his chest palely.

William looked back silently. Not long ago, this pious old guy proposed to use the Indians in Louisiana as experimental subjects, and he was as merciful as the God he believed in.

The surveillance video in the experimental area was severely damaged, and only half of the data could be extracted after restoration, but the part of the security hall was very clear... The pores on the face of the man who suddenly displayed magical abilities were clearly visible.

"Who is this person?" On the video screen of another computer, the director of the Rocker family asked anxiously.

"Ann Gaines Stewart, the bus driver for the California Tourism Bureau. When this 'person' appeared in the K2 biological laboratory, Stewart himself was participating in a dog sled race in California." George J. Locke Jr. Earl answered his uncle aloud, "We have investigated Stewart. He himself has not been out of California this year, let alone Texas...Although Texas has his driver's license clearance record."

"Wait, someone who looks like this bus driver forged his driver's license and appeared in Texas? Then how did he get into K2?" another consortium director questioned.

"The file records uploaded by k2 are still there, but the strange thing is that k2 took him in as...a doctor from a certain university hospital." William explained, "K2 has no survivors other than the experimental subject, this unsolved problem No one can answer the mystery. The means by which the mysterious man who stole Stuart's identity controls the guards, and these weird rope-like objects in the picture, there is no trace left when the scene is investigated, and they disappear without a trace like magic. So far we have obtained Based on the available information, we are unable to determine the origin of this mysterious person."

"So this video conference is just to see your helplessness?" A director of the Stillman consortium said displeasedly.

William, George Jr., and others involved in the investigation ignored him. No one in the first batch of North American Extraordinary was surnamed Stillman. To some extent, the Stillman Consortium's right to speak is not very confident.

"Our most important thing right now is to get Mike Thomas back." The CEO of the Humphrey Consortium said calmly, "William, is Thomas' ex-wife watching?"

"Of course. The Thompson who knew Thomas is also under our surveillance." William said confidently, "Actually, I have a suggestion. We might as well release Thompson. In this way, the probability of finding Thomas will be greater."

"It's not necessary." The president of the Humphrey Foundation refused without hesitation, "Thomas knows who changed his life, if he is confident in his ability, he will come for revenge, and I will wait for him. "

William was not unhappy because his proposal was rejected. When he looked at his uncle, his vision was far higher than dissatisfaction——Wilson Humphrey, who brought the Humphrey consortium to the United States in 20 years. The leader of the top consortium in North America, the existence of this man is a living myth in the North American financial industry.

After the video conference was over, the assistant entered the conference room to pack up the computer equipment, and the other two members of the small investigation team walked towards William: "What are the next arrangements? Do we still need to go to Texas?"

"No, you and little George go to New Mexico," William said, "and you, Hank, you stay here."

"And you?" asked little George.

"I'm going to my uncle." William said, "If that mysterious person accompanies Thomas to find Wilson, I can help."

"In this case, I think I should go to Texas." Little George crossed his arms, "Who knows if that mysterious person will continue to stay in Texas?"

William frowned slightly. He knew that George Jr. was talking to him, but he couldn't say that he was worried that George Jr. would meet the mysterious man alone or that Thomas would have problems—if he said so, George Jr. would be more sympathetic to him. Come the other way.

Among the nine North American extraordinary, Robin Eaton made it clear from the beginning that he would not cooperate. William didn't want George to be out of control. After a little thought, he chose to back down and nodded: "That's fine... If If you insist. But then you have to go to New Mexico every ten days or come to Louisiana, you know, the lab in Texas is shutting down right now."

Something happened to k2, the Texas senator has to give an explanation to the citizens, and under such circumstances, continuing to collect experimental experience will affect the next election in Texas... The most important thing is that the governor of Texas is a standard Texan, in the words of a Chinese Said, you have to give the governor some face. (The Texans are famous among the American people)

Every Chaofan has an action team in charge of security and bodyguards. The confident little George did not accept William's kindness to worry about him, and patted his ass and led them away.After explaining to Hank who was staying at the Louisiana research base, William tried to contact Robin Eaton before boarding the private jet. This time, Robin answered his call.

William walked to the roof of the building, letting the wind blow away his voice so that others would not hear: "Robin, you broke the agreement...you went to see Thompson."

"Why, do you want other people to deal with me first?" Robin sneered on the other end of the phone.

"I told you that as long as you can cooperate with the research plan of the consortium, I can ignore your lack of cooperation. But this does not mean that we can tolerate you making troubles in private." William tried to control his tone and persuaded gently, " Now I haven't let anyone else know about it, and I hope it's the last time."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and William waited patiently for Robin's reply. After a long time, Robin's trembling voice came over: "The Chinese people warned us from the very beginning that the use of extraordinary cell research can effectively fight against some human beings. Diseases that cannot be dealt with at present, but they cannot give people a lifespan beyond the limit of human beings or other abilities that only exist in imagination... Do you think that the Chinese people are lying like everyone else?"

"Robin—"

"You can see the video left by k2 with your own eyes. Are you willing to pursue such a monster, William?"

"The leader of k2 is too radical, and other laboratories will not take such radical measures. You know, the laboratory here in Louisiana recruits volunteers, and terminally ill patients and those who cannot afford expensive surgery Need the hope we bring to them..."

"Save it to coax the kids, William." Robin sneered again, "Let me guess, how many fusion experiments have you done with our extraordinary cells and the HeLa cell line? How many of you would propose transplanting cancer cells from normal people when the proliferative capacity of the cell line could be controlled?"

William Humphrey closed his eyes. He knew that this woman, Robin, had a slightly different philosophy from others... But he didn't want to give up on this excellent kind, and he said in an almost begging voice: "Every human being Taking a small step requires a huge sacrifice. I hope you can understand this... The earth is no longer what it used to be. Gods - if we do nothing, America will be left forever by someone else, and all we're doing now isn't just extending some old man's life, you understand Robin?"

Robin on the other end of the phone stopped talking, she let out a long sigh and hung up the phone.

Six hours later, on the vast plains of Kansas, in the underground research institute built under the farm, William met his uncle Wilson Humphrey.

Wilson was standing in front of the arm-thick iron cage admiring the latest research results of this underground research institute. A fresh pink granulation visible to the naked eye was slowly emerging from the fracture of the hind foot of an amputated foal.

"The nervous system under the cortex is well developed. Although I don't know what kind of new limbs will grow, it is undoubtedly an abnormal growth controlled by the will of this foal. You see, it is trying hard to stand up!"

The fanatical scientist was venting his emotions, and the assistants recorded the growth of the severed limb from all angles.

"This is really a miracle, a scientific miracle, an extraordinary miracle, what do you think, William?" Wilson smiled and looked at his optimistic nephew.

"Yes, uncle." William smiled.

"The holy spirit in Europe is active again." Walking out of the frenzied laboratory, Wilson sighed as he took off his dustproof suit, "Our satellites captured images of Joan of Arc giving a public sermon in the Italian countryside. picture, and the UK was the first to jump out and deny it... even Germany and France are silent on this, it's funny, it seems that the EU is more united. But America can't lose, and we will eventually win in the mysterious field Victory, at least I think so."

"Of course, uncle."

"You seem a little unhappy?" Wilson turned to look at his nephew. "Let me guess... Is it the boy from the Rocker family or the rebellious girl from the Eaton family who provoked you?"

William was a little hesitant to tell his uncle about Robin's uncontrollability. He knew how strong Wilson was, which made him hesitate.During the training in the Huaxia Property Protection Department, the instructor hub Yuan mentioned more than once that Robin's "possibility" is worth looking forward to. William really doesn't want his outstanding peers to be judged to be discarded.

"Little George is a bit energetic, but he is a good boy after all, and he will not make the atmosphere too embarrassing. In this case, it is Robin from the Eaton family who annoys you? She is indeed a person who doesn't fit in well." Wilson laughed keep guessing.

William smiled bitterly: "I can't keep it from you, uncle, Robin has no cooperation at all except for providing research samples on time."

"That little girl's cells are very active, so it's good to be able to provide a sample." Wilson laughed.

William didn't understand the true meaning of his uncle's words. He just thought that his uncle didn't mind a little tantrum from a little girl like Robin.It wasn't until a week later, one day in mid-March, when he read a newspaper report about Robin Eaton's car accident, that he realized something was wrong.

"Don't worry, Robin is fine now. The car accident didn't cause any major problems, and the operation was very successful... There are no sequelae." In the presidential suite of a high-rise hotel in New York City, Wilson in a bathrobe toasted William with red wine. The smile is as sweet and charming as ever, "Doctors in Houston removed her prefrontal cerebellum, she can still provide research samples, and will always be obediently dependent on her parents for the rest of her life, which is the best It's over, isn't it?"

"...Uncle..." William sat on the soft sofa, but felt as if he had fallen into the boundless darkness, with nowhere to rely on.

"She is a good and capable girl." Wilson sighed. "Her father, White Eaton, was not admitted to the plan. The Eaton family has reservations about her, and you, my nephew, will not provide her Help—even so, she still found out the location of at least four hidden research institutes and the identity of the project executor. She is really an amazing woman. It is a pity that although she is smart, she is too short-sighted and cannot see the true face of the United States. What the threat is, instead of obsessing about some meaningless little problems."

William fell silent, realizing how far he was from Wilson - until just now he thought Robin was just throwing a tantrum.But obviously, what Robin wanted to do was more amazing than he could have imagined... She chose to become enemies with most of the American consortium almost without hesitation.

"What a silly girl." William muttered to himself, "What are you thinking...Robin, you have questioned me yourself, don't you also think that America should keep up with the pace of the world..."

"William, so you like her?" Wilson looked at his nephew in surprise.

William shook his head: "No...I'm just sorry that we have lost an excellent companion."

Wilson smiled gently and raised his glass again: "For America."

William let out a long breath and picked up the wine glass on the coffee table: "For America."

Wilson Humphrey, who was over fifty years old, did not tell his young nephew everything. After William, who was a little lost in his soul, left, he dialed a special line number:

"Has Thompson confessed?"

"As you wish, sir, the doctor has given full account of Robin Eaton's connection with him. Robin has not tracked down Mike Thomas. She has been looking for the mysterious person who invaded k2, since she sent Thompson in early March Judging by the code, she found that person."

"What a smart and good girl, let her find someone that neither the FBI nor we could find." Wilson said with emotion, "Then, of course such a smart and good girl will not reveal the person she relies on." A mysterious person to help, right?"

"...Yes, sir, Thompson only knows the existence of the mysterious man."

"That's it. Contact Thompson's insurance company. Poor Dr. Thompson suffered a... robbery and shooting, that's it."

Before Wilson hung up the phone, there was a faint gunshot on the phone.He called again: "This is Wilson Humphrey, put me through Agent Russell."

"Miss Robin Eaton's trajectory, please wait a moment... She has been staying in Texas...Dallas, Austin and Houston since February, until she was involved in a car accident in Houston two days ago."

Wilson hesitated, and dialed the third number: "It's me, Wilson. Little George, have you been in Texas?"

"Yes, I'm in San Antonio now." Little George was a little inexplicable that Wilson Humphrey would contact him.

"Well... I hope you can go to Houston for a while, maybe the good scenery there will allow you to discover more. By the way, I will suggest William to come and assist you."

Wilson's statement greatly pleased little George. God knows how dissatisfied he was with the atmosphere where everyone regarded William as the leader. After exchanging good night with Wilson, he happily informed his action team to get ready Transfer tomorrow.

On the day the American extraordinary Robin Eaton was involved in a car accident, China received the information.As Robin Eaton's instructor, Zhu Yuan has the same right to know about this matter as Minister Wang Lin.

"...removal of the frontal lobe? Why, don't they need superhumans?!" Zhu Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked. Wang Lin didn't care much about the students, and he personally brought out these people.

"Should it be a conflict of ideology, or a problem of ideas—" Dong Xiaolan is also quite difficult to describe precisely, "The North American consortium has set up sixteen secret research laboratories to conduct research on the application of supernatural cells, and there are many research experiments. There was a conflict with humanitarianism, and Robin Eaton wanted to use the power of the media to expose this matter, but she was not secretive enough and was discovered, which is basically the case."

Zhu Yuan was shocked: "Wait, don't say that Lao Mei really started to conduct human experiments?!"

"Thinking about it, it's not surprising. After Japan's defeat, most of the results of the 731 that the Japanese army built in our country were taken away by the Americans." Wang Lin was still relatively calm.

"Damn it!!" Zhu Yuan put his head in his hands.

"Xiao Lin, did you have a premonition?" Dong Xiaolan asked strangely.

"If our country hadn't been suppressed by the "government" and monitored by surveillance cameras everywhere, human experiments would have begun... This is the premise that I tried to promote the transcendence from the beginning and have nothing to do with infinite life extension." Wang Lin looked complicated, "Nowadays there are rich people asking in private whether drinking Chaofan's blood can keep you healthy, and if so, how much can you buy it...Human nature, people all over the world are the same, The richer and more powerful the elderly are, the more afraid of death they are, and the general elderly are never lenient when buying health care products, let alone those with power and money.”

"What the hell... aren't you afraid of accidents?" Zhu Yuandan was in excruciating pain.

"Accidents will definitely happen." Dong Xiaolan said, "Our comrades discovered information that a Mexican doctor has turned into a monster, and it is said that the entire research laboratory has died... But this is also the case among the senior executives of the North American consortium. It’s classified, we don’t know the more specific situation, we only know that North America is frantically searching for this person.”

"Really, it's a big joke to make a real-life version of Resident Evil." Wang Lin also heard this for the first time, and his hairs started to stand up.

"That would not be the case. Our extraordinary cells are activated to the same degree as cancer cells. They die in a few seconds without protection outside the body. They don't have the ability to spread through the air like viruses... Even if they really spread Come on, at most it is at the same threat level as AIDS." Dong Xiaolan said calmly, "In the current situation, the loss of the entire population of North America by opening up sixteen research institutes to arrest people and conduct human experiments will not be as great as the US military's loss of white blood in Syria. |Phosphorus| Play high, do your own crimes and suffer, it has nothing to do with us."

"..." Both Wang Lin and Zhu Yuan looked at Dong Xiaolan dully.

"So what am I doing? How many times have the number of people killed since the 'civil war' broke out in Syria compared to 911/[-]?" Dong Xiaolan shrugged, "Anyway, our country's diplomatic tradition is not to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries, and whatever tricks the United States plays on its own territory is not incompatible with it." Our country has nothing to do."

"That is to say, you have collected some black materials from other people, right..." Wang Lin squinted.

"It's just to be prepared." Dong Xiaolan said lightly, "It has nothing to do with us if they do it in their own country. If they move to other places, we will keep an eye on them. Besides, before Chaofan, the North American pharmaceutical industry did not cheat every year." Volunteers sign up to test the 'drug'."

"...Section Chief Dong, I thought it was nothing at first, but now the more you say that, the more my conscience pricks." Wang Lin rubbed his chest.

"You all have not been abroad much, and you don't know enough about the outside world." Dong Xiaolan remained calm, "The separation of powers in the Western world makes half a bottle of water think that it is really the three powers of legislation, administration, and judiciary. In fact, The separation of powers of the ruling class refers to the three powers of government, capital, and mass media. Legislation, judiciary and administration count as one, capital consortiums count as one, and media and media count as one. These three are the representatives of power that truly have the right to rule... …Have you ever heard of a country’s “government” going bankrupt, have you ever heard of a politician begging in the street, have you heard of a consortium going bankrupt, have you heard of the disintegration of the mainstream media?” (Note 1)

Dong Xiaolan tapped the mobile phone on the table with her finger. On the screen of the mobile phone was Robin Eaton's car accident report: "What is the concept of building sixteen top-notch life science and biological research institutes in North America in just a few months? This is not something that can be done by one family at all. Are the state legislators blind, are the media deaf, are the capital consortiums that control the economic power of the United States stupid? None of them. Robin said he was pursuing justice, but in fact he was Against the ruling class in the United States, she can save her life only by removing the prefrontal lobe. Digging deep to the extreme, digging into projects that can prolong the life of the rich, mass-produce extraordinary, and develop super-special medicines for pharmaceutical companies, etc. is the "American Will". It's too long, and the blood relatives of the Eaton Foundation will not let her go."

"..." Hu Yuan and Wang Lin trembled.

Dong Xiaolan glanced at these two with contempt, and she didn't say anything more damaging to the world view - because the "Mao" organization arranged for Yang Pin to go on a business trip to Europe, could it be that she was eating too much to help Italy fight Joan of Arc's propaganda war?That must not be... The bigwigs in the country are all holding tea and waiting for the European community-style cult to intensify and talk~ Countries talk about compassion and humanity, let’s eat enough!

Who doesn't know that the Syrian crisis will kill a lot of people?Who really pays attention to humanitarianism and seriously fights, isn't it because you sang and I came on stage and made Syria more and more "chaotic"?The Yankees are afraid that the fight is not fierce enough, and they have pulled sidelines countless times... Why did they go to sympathize with the American experimental subjects now?

March 2019, [-], Houston, Texas.

Houston, also known as Space City, is the fourth largest city in the United States, with a population of more than 17 million in 600 years.Houston is the center of the U.S. oil industry and petrochemical industry, as well as an important international financial and trade center. The bank that George Jr. owns shares is located in the financial district of the Greater Houston area. The life science and biotechnology companies and academic cooperation institutions invested by the Rocker consortium A total of 22 are located here.

In other words... It makes perfect sense to say that the rest of the market is one of George Jr.'s strongholds.When George Jr. led the convoy of the action team into the greater Houston area, the chief researcher of a biotechnology company under his name and a professor of the School of Natural Sciences of the University of Houston led the students to greet him in person.

This professor was not included in the first-level project Extraordinary Project participants. He thought that George Jr. was here to participate in the Houston International Film Festival, and talked about many interesting stories about the films and foreign actresses that were selected this year, until George Jr. interrupted him and said When he asked about Robin Eaton, who was in a car accident a few days ago, he couldn't respond.

Sending away this ignorant professor, George Jr. thought about it and chose to contact a newspaper related to the Rocker family.

The media people know more than the police and will not be as scrupulous as the police. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper who rushed to understand the purpose of Little George's visit began to talk endlessly, telling Robin Eaton the hotel where Robin Eaton usually lives, The restaurants he frequents, the number of people who have come and gone, and even the roads that Robin's car passed on the day of the accident...Even if Little George finds a reliable private detective, he can't compare with this The editor-in-chief investigated in more detail. After all, Robin Eaton is a celebrity, and reporting her rebellious experiences has also supported many people.

"Wait... You said she went to the same Mexican restaurant at least three times?" Little George's IQ was fine, and he soon realized something was wrong.

"Uh, yes, is there anything wrong with that?" the editor-in-chief asked hurriedly.

"I don't know, I just remember... Robin only likes Chinese food and French food." Little George's eyes sparkled.

If it was before going to China, Little George would immediately send someone to investigate the Mexican restaurant. After going to China, Little George no longer relied on instigating others, and directly urged the editor-in-chief to take him to that restaurant to attract attention. Robin's Mexican restaurant three times.He glanced at his action team, left two people to look after the house, and asked the others to follow him out—he knew that his life was extremely precious, but he didn't have the stupidity of going to danger alone.

When Little George and his party left the hotel, someone in the hotel room on the 22nd floor was silently entering the vacant room.

They are all people in the same circle, and their tastes in choosing hotels are very similar. The hotel where little George stayed was also the hotel that Robin paid for half a year's room rate in one lump sum.Of course, after Miss Robin Eaton was involved in a car accident and transferred to a nursing home in Washington the day before, this room was vacant... Robin's father White did not come to check out in grief, and the hotel will not take the initiative to refund the money .

Now...there is an extra guest in the room.The guest did not see Miss Robin Eaton who was on the appointment at the appointed time, so he chose to come to the door in person, but all he saw was an empty room.

The guest didn't understand why Miss Robin left without saying goodbye, until he heard the hotel waiter whisper what happened to Miss Robin, so he went into the room to check the closet, and saw the clothes that Miss Robin's father hadn't taken away, on the bedside table See the tablet that Miss Robin dropped.

Turning on the tablet, the guest searched for Miss Robin's name, and a report about Robin Eaton's car accident popped up.

"That's true." The guest thought deeply, "This human being is excluded as a harmful part... and whether it is harmful or not, the standards of human society are different."

Dilias is not the image of a potbellied white man now. Ten days ago, he was using that randomly copied image when he was active in another city, and was dumped hundreds of bullets at one time by several inexplicably jumped out humans. ... His Majesty the Demon King is too lazy to care about the person who attacked him, but he is not interested in replicating the same image again. At this moment, the avatar he is using| is copied from a white tourist on the other side of the mainland, wearing a Hawaiian flowered shirt and jeans, with his back He wears a heavy backpack and a sleek metal ring on his wrist.

When Robin Eaton passed him on Hughes Street, he sensed some kind of energy in his metal ring, and this perceptive woman immediately stopped him, thinking of him as the only choice to help her... Demon King His Majesty is still willing to let a begging human being get what she wants, and what she asked for was just a matter of effort for him.

In other words, Dilias has a certain interest in human "diversity", and he is willing to spend some time to see how Robin is different from other Americans.But now, his little interest was undoubtedly interrupted, and even though his help to Robin was limited, this made Dilias feel a little bit dissatisfied.

Nevada, another clone of Dilias|Avatars are sitting among a group of cultists praying to demons who want a response from a demon they named Lord of the Abyss. Less living sacrifices... Of course, they are all animals. Now, this group of cultists are discussing whether they should kill a few people for sacrifice.

Washington State, Dilias' avatar stood in a magnificent building, listening to the people in the room eagerly urging and inquiring about the progress of the human experiment, anxious about his life passing too fast.

In Alaska's casinos, red-eyed gamblers are throwing big bucks.

In New York, Dilias silently watched the woman who didn't ask for alimony crying on the phone, while the man who was stingy with paying alimony was hugging a senior "prostitute" who was the same age as his daughter in a high-rise hotel | have fun.

As a bystander, Dilias just watched humans calmly, except for throwing Xiao Xiabo to his slave management and taking back the fallen souls who had nowhere to go, he did not participate in the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of humans.For him, human beings who are short-lived and always die inadvertently, there is really no need to "intervene" under the premise of no conflict of interest.

Realizing that he had a little regret for Robin in his heart, Dilias was a little surprised. He thought carefully about why he had such emotions, and then he discovered...he first came into contact with Chinese people, indeed Some of them affect his perception of human society, or in other words, when he observes human beings, he will unconsciously have some kind of...prejudice.

During his days at the foreign frontier base in Huaxia Kingdom, the people he came into contact with such as Colonel Geng, Political Commissar Tong, Bai Wu, Chief Engineer Wu, Qi Lie, etc., made him unconsciously think that "human society is composed of such people." "This kind of "prejudice", when he finds that other human societies are not the same as his understanding, he will have the biased idea of ​​"should not be so".

Such a position is not objective enough, and Dilias believes that it hinders his understanding of human society.But... I don't know why he is really too close to human society. Although he is intellectually aware of this, he still feels... Robin makes him feel sick.

"Is this a human emotion?" Dilias was a bit fresh. The experience of killing a certain life because he hated it had never been experienced by the Lord Demon King. It was not that he was willing to fight against disasters when he was in the Tenth Demon Realm. He has hatred with Calamity, but he covets Calamity's Demon Realm.Not to mention other opponents except the Lord of Calamity, who to eliminate and who to kill are only related to the interests of Dilias.It has nothing to do with interests but emotional confrontation, even if it is only a momentary emotion, Dilias has never had it.

It is not difficult for Dilias to analyze himself rationally. He quickly realized that he was indeed more willing to accept the "human society" like the Huaxia Pioneering Group. Weak groups of individuals still have infinite "possibilities"; of course, he has a feeling of burnout, and he finds that it doesn't seem to make much sense to continue to observe other types of human society. He only needs to understand, without digging in depth .

After he had such a thought... his avatar and other avatars cast around the world began to disintegrate and dissolve.

Three or ten minutes later, in the guest room floor of a certain hotel in the capital of China, Wang Lin, who was slowly returning to the room with a plastic bag from the supermarket, opened the door and saw Dilias sitting leisurely on the sofa in the living room. cell phone.

"Di, Brother Di!" Wang Lin was so frightened that he hugged the door, "You... the main body?! Have you played enough?!"

"Lap?" Dilias didn't ignore Wang Lin's blurt.

"I'm cheap." Wang Lin immediately admitted his mistake, closed the door, bowed and apologized with a smile, "You've worked so hard, have you learned a lot after working so long?"

Dilias put down his phone, thought for a while before nodding, "Many theories in human society do have commonality. As far as different social structures are concerned, the slight difference in the origin of civilization is enough to have an unpredictable and far-reaching impact." .”

Wang Lin wished that Dilias would quickly forget about his previous lowliness, quickly put away his things and sat down obediently across from Dilias, "So, what do you always think about human society?"

"I think Huaxia is very good." Dilia said calmly.

"... Huh?" Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he heard it wrong.

As a result, Dilias dropped a sentence and finished, then lowered his head and swiped his phone...

"Brother, Brother Di, you've been playing outside for half a year, haven't you encountered any interesting things?" Wang Lin racked his brains to talk.

Dilias was still willing to take Wang Lin seriously (...). Hearing this, he thought for a while before saying, "I met an interesting sample, but it has been destroyed."

"Ah, the person is gone?" Wang Lin was taken aback.

"Almost." Dilias said casually.

"That's it?" Wang Lin was stunned.

"Huh?" Dilias didn't understand Wang Lin anymore.

"You met a good human sample, he disappeared, and that's it? You didn't think about...doing something for this human sample?" Wang Lin tried his best to explain what he meant.

"Why?" Dilias was quite surprised.

"..." Wang Lin had nothing to say. Really, expecting the Demon King to have human emotions is too much to think about.

"I recovered a fallen soul by chance, you can hand it over to Dali." Dilias thought of something, and threw a metal ring over.

If the material plane chooses the fallen soul, it will basically return to the abyss. This common sense Wang Lin still has... The earth is a plane without demons. It's also normal; subconsciously catching the metal ring, Wang Lin felt some kind of depressed, painful, and "confused" mental fluctuations coming from the ring...

"No, no!" Wang Lin cheered up again, and opened his eyes hard, "Brother Di, didn't you send us a human child back, now you see that you can take it back when you meet a fallen person, then What about other thoughts, such as preferring a certain human being so you pay more attention to it, have you never had such thoughts?"

Dilias stared at Wang Lin for a few seconds: "You want me to learn human emotions?"

"Uh——" Wang Lin felt that this description was not right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Dilias looked straight at Wang Lin calmly: "If a creature like me has serious personality flaws like humans and takes actions out of emotions, what do you think will happen? You are more stupid than before , number one."

Wang Lin knelt down with tears streaming down his face...

The author has something to say: ps1: Why are some lawyers and journalists in our country always angry, because in our country, the status of lawyers and journalists is indeed not linked to Western society.

So we can see that some domestic lawyers almost regard themselves as legal spokespersons, and some domestic journalists really regard themselves as uncrowned kings. Not to mention how nourishing it is, black money is collected in hundreds of thousands and millions, and then there is a small group of self-media trying to imitate the glorious achievements of the predecessors, hahahaha.

These bastards who always feel that they are inferior to their talents, don't think about whether they can still obtain their current social status if they really go to Western society, hahahaha.

And, Di Ge's character will never collapse_(:3∠)_