Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

I have to say that Gogol is a very charming character.

He is too crazy, but he also has a rational side that belongs to normal people. Generally speaking, he is the most popular crazy beauty nowadays.The character traits he reveals to outsiders are just like his attire.It's the clown, a comic character with a sense of humor in his words and deeds.However, if one looks at the freedom he is really chasing through this surface, one will get a completely different answer.

Escaping from the prison of thought, such absolute freedom can never be pursued.Perhaps he himself is very aware of this point, but he still pursues it stubbornly and in vain.

Combined with the ending of the historical writer Gogol, the head that disappeared in the coffin after death, I wonder if it turned into a free bird soaring in the sky?

However, the youth did not know such an ending.

He didn't mind Shuji Tsushima's provocation at all, even if the other party was so blatant that he put his finger around his temple and circled back and forth, and decided to ignore his colleague who had taken the lead in betraying him to the end, Gogol was not offended at all. .

In Russia, that gesture usually indicates that "the person is out of his mind," and Gogol doesn't intend to deny that.

He is very interested in the future world where Dosi lives, and he also understands that the other party's explanation conceals a lot of content.However, Tuosi did not take the initiative to mention it, which means that his actions have his own considerations, and there is no need for him to get to the bottom of this.

The man dressed like a clown rested his chin on his hands, and with a smile on his face, he looked at Fyodor across the table as usual, "Huh? What kind of ending? I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Okay! I can answer that question!"

Shuji Tsushima immediately raised his arms, and interrupted his lover's words that were about to be blurted out with a high voice. The cheerful expression was exactly the same as that of Gogol.

Looking at the personalities of these two people, one is wearing an extremely color-saving clown costume, and the other is wearing an obviously Nazi-style military uniform, like a pair of companions who have just returned from a masquerade.Even their chirping performance should be the performance of people who know each other well.

It's a pity that the real state of these two people is that they don't like each other.

Jintao Shiji deliberately lowered his voice, trying to create a horrible atmosphere in the shops filled with coffee fragrance. "After being buried alive, he was stolen his head after death. Congratulations to you to get real freedom -oh oh!!!! "

The curly-haired young man sat back on the sofa behind him. He was forced to stuff his mouth full of bread by his lover again, so he could only make the sound of "噫噫噫噫咦咕" again.

"Scary—!! It's really scary!"

Gogol was very face-saving, put on a frightened expression, and fell backwards in a pompous manner, and fell on the back of the sofa, which was not very soft.

I don't know if the horror he said refers to the content exposed by Shuji Tsushima, or Fyodor's unhesitating way of blocking it.

Finally sealed the mouth of his very noisy bandage, Fyodor, who was wearing a black robe, focused slightly and rubbed the other's head soothingly.Afterwards, with a serious expression on his face, his dim eyes fell on the man dressed like a clown.

"For the pursuit of absolute freedom, you know better than anyone what you will get in the end, Nikolai."

The slightly pale-skinned young man sighed, resting his slender fingertips on the table, tapping lightly one after another.

He will never have an answer.

After all, Gogol's definition of absolute freedom is based on the thinking of the brain that he regards as a cage, which is a paradox.

"Some things are better explained clearly."

The corners of Fyodor's mouth were stretched into a straight line, his tone was serious, but his expression showed a bit of embarrassment.

He took a deep breath, "Among the five downfalls of heaven and man, before you came into contact with Sigma who fell from the Skyrim Casino, he was all forged by me with supernatural powers, and he is not a real living person. Including those characters, words and deeds, and They are all pre-set procedures. When you went undercover next to Vice-Officer Dounan, I also used this identity to contact the Armed Detective Agency. In essence, if you count the current you, Shenwei’s men can gather I got four twenty-five sons."

Looking at it this way, somehow I felt sorry for the old man.

As Shuji Tsushima said, although the words are harsh, they are not unreasonable.Some of them he couldn't tell the other party, and they were really qualified to know all the truth, and they were just the two of the rogue faction.

For himself, Gogol is not the best choice for him to try to accept more fetters, and it can even be said to be extremely difficult, but Fyodor still wants to pick up this part of the past that he never cared about. past friendship.

The process will be difficult, but I can find a certain balance point. After returning to the main world, I will seriously establish a friendship with him who has never met there.

In order to provoke this man dressed like a clown, Shuji Tsushima, who was munching mechanically, patted the table, trying to convey a certain message while his face was choked to pale.

"By the way, Sigma is our child, his own kind!"

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man have long been occupied by their puppet family of three, and Shenwei, their boss, has been kept in the dark until now.He mistakenly thought that Tiger Boy, a member of the detective agency, was blown to nothing by his restless Pandora's Actor.

In the end, as the leader, he was tricked from start to finish by two men who couldn't use common sense to judge.

"Haha—it's really interesting! The ordinary people played by Tuosi really have no sense of disobedience. Then it's time for questions! How did Tuosi do it?"

As Fyodor expected, even if he had already explained it in general, some content could not be understood in a short while.The laughing silver-haired man asked the question he was most concerned about now, and the depths of his golden eyes were smudged with indescribable emotions.

His question seems to be questioning Fyodor's changes, but it is full of uncertainty, and he doesn't know what answer he wants to get.

Why did the gods leave their seats on their own initiative?

The curly-haired young man in a dark yellow military uniform suddenly fell into his lover's arms, and leaned towards him with a malicious smile on his face. Keke smiled strangely, "Because my little Fei Jia is boring, He is so bored that he wants to open a coffee shop for the elderly. And in terms of age, we are already grandpas, so ordinary grandpas are normal."

Once again, Fyodor put down his teacup and retorted, "It's not to the extent of grandpa."

"Simply put, because it's no longer necessary."

There is no need to continue to stubbornly occupy the position of God and not get involved in all the complicated world.

The atmosphere among the three returned to silence, and the eyes of the man with a braid were shining, obviously interested in what Fyodor said.

He understands what Tosi can do for his own ideals. For such a person whose heart is much crazier than his, the possibility of him giving up completely is very slim.Obviously, the devil sitting across from his desk has already solved this series of problems one by one.

The pale-skinned young man raised his hand, controlling his sleeve to turn into a bat.After turning off all the elimination commands, he dared to pass it directly to Gogol who was watching the scene with wide eyes.

He couldn't answer those questions about himself in the past time period, Fyodor was silent for a while, and decided to take the initiative to reveal his "power".

Demons are not crime and punishment.

"As for my supernatural powers, what I have now is different from what I used to have." The young man wrapped in a black robe smiled slightly, but under the smile, there was a darkness that ordinary people could not understand. "And for some reason, no one in this world can really kill me."

There is no way for Gogol to further his pursuit of freedom by killing him.

With his legs crossed, his movements were slow and elegant, and he controlled an inconspicuous little bat to fly to the next table, as if he was waiting for something.

In the next second, the black teacup placed on the tabletop by the guest at the next table suddenly disappeared, and the boiling hot tea that emitted a slight mist inside lost the restraint of the cup wall, spread on the smooth and flat tabletop, and quickly soaked the water that rested on it. The tablecloth around the dining table.

The screams were heard by the young man along with the screeching noise of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground. Fyodor's expression remained unchanged, and he took back the little bat he had released, with a vague smile on his lips.

"The demons, the elimination of all things, can destroy everything he touches. However, the effect is only on the physical level, and it cannot eliminate the existence of concepts. Regardless of those factors, it is extremely difficult to kill me. Any attack Before anything substantive falls on me, it will be cleared by these little guys."

"After all, it is an ability that can be called a transcendent level. No matter how versatile Mr. Vasilyevich's ability is, it can't cause any harm to Fedya."

Not forgetting to diss the curly hair of the other party, the young man snorted, he untied the ponytail on his bangs, and let the curly hair that was fixed so hard to return to normal curl up disobediently, and at the same time endlessly "ba ba" Bat".

But these were all ignored by Gogol.

The man dressed as a clown just tilted his head, with disbelief written all over his face, and then he was overwhelmed by the sudden realization, and murmured: "It's so interesting ~ Tuosi, you are becoming more and more interesting."

What makes Gogol interesting, just like what he said to Sigma in the original work, is this kind of existence that is closest to ordinary people.

But today's Tuosi is gradually moving towards the ordinary ranks that will be submerged in the crowd, but he is willing to do so.

"Perhaps." Fyodor closed his eyes slightly, his expression dark and unclear, "It's ironic that he actually ascended to the throne after being relieved."

He answered briefly, tapped his fingertips on his head, and shook his head slowly, "I don't intend to keep your memory. This memory that popped up out of nowhere will be the bondage I imposed on you, you I would hate this situation too.”

The only thing they choose to keep is the memory of Edogawa Ranpo, and release it after returning to the main world, so that they can complete the content of the follow-up script.

"This world is coming to an end, and no one will be spared. But in the new world, I will take the initiative to find you." The black-robed youth's voice was extremely soft, and his smile gradually became serene.

If at that time, Gogol still regards Fyodor as a close friend, this friendship may also usher in another person's answer.

He will decide to really accept this friendship.