Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

There are cats in the library, and the cost of rodent prevention is about zero.He saw cats in the warehouse, so he went back to G city with relief.

However, the reality in G City is not forgiving. Grandpa passed away, not because of isolation, but because of the end of his life. He and Ding Jingyi cried and passed out at the funeral holding Hehehe.

Grandpa left the house to Peng Yuan, and Peng Yuan and Ding Jingyi lived in it. The house was very old, and Hehehe, who was as fat as fifteen pounds, would creak when he walked on the floor.

They spent the summer of 2020 there, running around looking for internships and jobs.

But there are few opportunities in my hometown. Once my grandfather passed away, many relationships were broken, and their opportunities were even less.

Peng Yuan wanted to study less without money, so he took his undergraduate diploma and left City G, and went to the Huangpu River with Ding Jingyi.

He was scared to pee by the price of renting a house first, but his school was so good that he found him a job in the background of online education by the Suzhou River.

It is said to be online education, but it is actually problem solving. Doing the problems collected from the app is just suitable for him to be a problem solver in this small town.

That is, the wages during the probationary period will be discounted by 1000%. After paying the social security, rent, utilities, there is only [-] yuan left.

"Too poor..." Peng Yuan looked at the thin wallet and patted himself on the forehead.

When it comes to poverty, Peng Yuan knew he was not in a dream. In the summer of 2021, the online education platform was hit by a combination of blows, external censorship, and internal thunderstorms. He was laid off by the company because he had been employed for less than a year. Years, the compensation is only two months.

The summer of July is like a steamer, roasting his soul and his resume spoiled by the torrent of the times.

"I have..." Ding Jingyi smiled slyly.

Peng Yuan looked at Ding Jingyi, then at the [-]-square-meter shared house and the small double bed under him, and felt that there was nothing he could do with that little money.

Ding Jingyi worked as a 3D main artist in a game company, and after tax, it was less than 12 yuan a month. Overtime work until three o'clock in the morning was commonplace, and she was sent to the ICU at No. [-] Urumqi Middle Road to inhale oxygen several times, which caused a huge cost to the company.

"Save your money, don't waste it..." Peng Yuan said, and pressed the resume delivery button on the recruitment software, "Hey, capitalist, wait for your grandfather, a worker, to bring your resume!"

Ding Jingyi sat beside Peng Yuan and hugged him.Hehehe took the opportunity to jump on Peng Yuan's lap: "I want fish!"

"I knew I wanted fish..." Peng Yuan lay flat, hehehe simply stepped on his stomach, when his cell phone rang, it was a landline, and it looked like a call about an interview.Peng Yuan stretched out his hand to pick it up, but was stepped on by Hehehe and hung up.

"This cat is really..." Peng Yuan opened the call record and called back.

The call back was indeed an automatic artificial voice station of a large company, but it was prompted that an extension number was required.Of course Peng Yuan didn't know the extension number, so he had to hang up.

Ding Jingyi held it up hehehe: "Everyone's black cats attract money, how can you cut off people's wealth?"

Hehehe curled up and kicked him: "Bully the kitty!"

Peng Yuan yelled: "I don't have a job, and I still have to eat hard, so I might as well go back to Fomalhaut and lie down!"

"You can't find a job and you want to go back to be a god, right..." Ding Jingyi let go of his hey hey, and lay down next to Peng Yuan, "Don't worry, I'll order a milk tea for you to have fun. The milk tea brands in this place are comparable There are many in our hometown."

"Hmph, you said I'm not sleepy anymore with milk tea..." Peng Yuan sat up suddenly, "By the way, I have a private job reading e-books today to earn some money. I'll go to the balcony before the takeaway comes. Read it."

Since the last live broadcast, Peng Yuan has received many temporary jobs in the entertainment industry, one of which is reading e-books.

Ding Jingyi patted him, shut Hehehe on the balcony, and then drew the curtains, while he lay down on the bed himself. Today is Sunday, and he still hasn't recovered from finishing his blessings yesterday.

"Just so, let me sleep for a while..." Ding Jingyi said.

"Hinting that brother Maomao reads something to make people fall asleep..." Peng Yuan rubbed Ding Jingyi's stomach.

Ding Jingyi lay flat: "Don't make trouble, I found uterine fibroids for you!"

Peng Yuan smiled, turned on the recording software and "Pegana's Gods", and read aloud: "Before the beginning, "fate" and "chance" were rolled in the fog to determine who is the master of the game .

The winning party strode through the mist, approached Mana-Yud-Susha, and said, "Now, create the gods for me. Because I am the winner, this game will be mine." Who Is the hit winner?

Is it "fate" or "chance" that came to "Mana-Yud-Susha" through the fog before the beginning?No one knows. "

181. Chapter 181

Halloni's forest bedroom.

Karas pushed open the door: "Here I come."

A weak voice came from the darkness: "Come quickly..."

Callas heard his lover's call and quickly put down his backpack.The backpack fell to the ground and knocked over a rust-red ball.

Callas bent down to help, only to realize that it was a cat litter.The cat's nest is very old, with a sense of nostalgia from the early days. Karas lay down on the ground, staring at the rust-red old cat's nest, he poked his head in, and there was a buzzing sound in the cat's nest: "Ah! You still Cat litter with black-faced cats!"

The voice on the bed became weaker and weaker: "Yes, come quickly..."

The owner of the voice sounded like he couldn't leave Karas for a moment.Karas took the red cat litter off his head and put it lightly in the corner of the room.

When he was the black-faced cat Callas, this cat litter had always been in the most conspicuous place in the prince's bedroom.But the black-faced cat Callas rarely uses the cat litter, and usually sleeps next to the Prince's pillow.

"Here I am, Orin. I've brought you medicine."

The bed squirmed, rolling rusty red waves, and Olin poked his head out from the quilt, revealing a tired face.Callas sat down on the edge of the bed, cupped Orin's face, and pecked him on the lips.

"Um……"

Olin's eyes flashed brightly, and then quickly dimmed.He kissed back passionately, as if Callas was the real potion.Callas hugged Orin, caressing his back, feeling rough with his fingertips.

Karas took a breath: "The rift has appeared again."

Fissures are the unique scars of demons. They are crystal scars caused by the disorder of magic power, which will cause continuous pain, which is similar to the pain of stomach problems.

After the terrible sinking murder, Olin's health has been in a low state, because of the cracks and sutured scars all over the body, the pain is unbearable, and he once lived in seclusion in the forest palace of Harloni.

Karas discussed with Olin and set up a magic circle for healing.When the magic circle was set up, Olin's health improved, but a few days later, a crack reappeared.

"Yeah, it's really hard..." Orin leaned into Karas's ear, his voice tired, "Here's this for you."

Callas felt something rough in his hand.He raised his hand and carefully watched the sunlight leaking through the gap.

What Orinth gave him was a ring decorated with cracked crystals that looked like a ruby ​​ring of thorns.

Painful memory, Karas thought, putting the ring on his ring finger.

A dull smile formed on Olin's pale face. He waved his hand, and he also had the same rift ring on his left hand: "Maybe next time you come, I can make a tiara."

"That hurts so much..." Callas patted Olin's back, "Wait a minute, I'll make you a painkiller."

Olin closed his eyes: "Ah, I don't need the medicine. Although the pain is not severe, it is too long. I called you today to say that I want to sleep.

His Majesty also asked the Prime Minister to prepare some magical artifacts for me. If I sleep a little, I can better absorb the magic power and recover faster. "

Callas understood the meaning of "sleep". Hypnosis magic is one of the methods for demons to resist natural disasters, similar to animals' hibernation.

This is the survival technique of the golden demons of the Fomalhaut star era. Facing the harsh living environment, the demons will find a safe place to hide, use hypnotic magic to make themselves sleep regularly, and wake up when it fails. Hypnosis usually It can last anywhere from a few days to hundreds of years.

Karas quickly recalled the precedent of the demon using hypnotic magic in his mind.But these are all cases from the era of Fomalhaut. After the demons entered the earth, they quickly ruled Ellowyn, and there was no need to use hypnotic magic.

Using magic that has not been used for a long time is also extremely risky for magicians.Callas thought.

Olin was stunned for a moment: "Answer me, what questions would you have if I fell asleep?"

Callas said without thinking, "I will be lonely."

He can't imagine the days when he can't hug and talk to his lover.

A trace of anxiety flashed across Olin's face: "Then, it's okay not to sleep now. After all, our time is limited."

As a magician, Olin also studied hypnotic magic.He didn't know how long it would take to completely heal himself with this ancient magic, but once the hypnotic magic lasted longer than his life, everything would be meaningless to him.

Callas scratched his head. He had stomach problems when he was a black-faced cat, and he knew what stomach pains were like.

Stomach pain doesn't kill him, it just keeps him awake in the middle of the night and leaves him exhausted the next day.Fortunately, Orin and the puppets took good care of him, and he was cured and raised well.

"But there must be a solution to this pain..." Karas rubbed Orin's hair.

"I can bear it..." Orin bit Karas's ear, "but you have to be with me all the time... Ah, can you bear it with an old complaining thing all the time?"

Callas threw Olin down and stared at his tired face in the faint skylight: "I can't stand it."

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