When the devil dressed as a pitiful [Interstellar]

[Is there a possibility that this magical playground just looks like your castle...? ] The system asked cautiously.

The young man puffed his cheeks: [I have time traveled, not blind! ]

When the sun was completely sinking, Di Qiu finally came to the gate of this "playground", [Look at that roof, that is the shell I specially found from the seabed tens of thousands of meters deep, and they painted it red? ]

[And that, isn't that my statue? ! ]

The young man stood outside the gate in shock. Through the high fence gate, his raised fingers trembled slightly, [They actually let my heroic statue hold a ridiculous sign in its hand? ]

In the playground at night, the colorful neon lights are dazzling, even if you just stand outside the gate, you can hear the laughter and screams inside.

"Mom, why doesn't this brother go in?" A childish voice sounded in Di Qiu's ears. He looked sideways and saw a mother and child walking out of the playground holding hands, "His clothes are so dirty." , does he have no money?"

The mother lowered her voice and whispered: "Shh, baby, it's impolite."

"You have to know that not everyone is as happy as you. You can come to the Magic Castle Playground to play at any time. 500 star coins are already a big expense for a family. You have to cherish our life, or you will be with your little one." Brother is also not even qualified to enter the door."

"I know mom."

The mother and child gradually drifted away and finally disappeared into the crowd.

The electronic voice on the automatic ticket vending machine in the distance issued one indifferent voice after another, "Welcome to the Magic Castle Playground. You need to scan the ticket to enter the park. The ticket costs 500 stars, half price for children under 1.2 meters. Please buy it yourself. Consciously line up to enter the park, thank you for your cooperation."

Di Qiu: "..."

I want to be out of breath.

I go into my own home, why should I spend money? !

The system no longer knows what to say, and it feels like nothing is right: […]

Suddenly feel sorry for the host.

The boy stood alone outside, and for the next half an hour, he didn't say a word, just quietly looking at the bricks and tiles in the magic castle playground.

It was not until half an hour later that Di Qiu turned around and left.

The system tried hard to find a topic to comfort Lord Demon King: [Master Host, in fact, as long as you can return to your own world, the Castle of Demon King is still yours. ]

[I will definitely go back! ] The boy looked up at the sky, under the neon lights, the sky was full of colorful colors, and the stars were dim, [Then here comes the question, if my devil’s castle is here, is my underground palace also here? ]

System: [What is the underground palace? ]

Boy: [My Demon King City is divided into two parts, above ground and underground.Although the castle on the ground is majestic, the real core of the Demon King City is in the underground palace. ]

[I put a magic device in the dungeon to store my excess magic power.If I can find this magic device, I can get my magic back. ]

In the dark night, a burst of laughter suddenly came out in the quiet alley, [If I can get back my magic power, wouldn't I be invincible? !Ha ha ha ha! ]

[Amount...] The system bit the bullet and shattered Lord Demon King's fantasy, [Master Host, according to what I know, this magic castle playground only has the ground part.There is an exhibition area at the bottom of the playground, but it is a pirate-themed exploration entertainment project, which extends down by at most five meters. ]

The laughter in the dark alley stopped abruptly: [. ]

Who is it that has been fighting against the Lord Demon King all this time!

Damn.

……

This is a slum area in the corner of the imperial capital.

Rows of dilapidated thatched huts piled up in a criss-cross pattern, and people who are not familiar enough with this place may even lose their way.

Because he knew in advance that the original owner lived in a slum, Di Qiu was not surprised, but quickly found the original owner's house.

After finding the key in the cracks of the bricks next to the door and going in, Di Qiu turned on the light in the dark, closed the door and stood by the door to look around.

Although it is simple here, it is not barren.

The house is not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

The furniture was tattered and looked like it had been picked up from a dump.But beside the crumbling table, there are many books neatly arranged.

The house was cleaned very well.

Although there were no high-end and luxurious decorations and furnishings in this home, it did not make Di Qiu feel the gloom brought about by poverty.

The original owner of this body is very self-disciplined.

Although the house is dilapidated, the original owner's intentions can be seen.There are no holes in the thatch of the roof, and there are no leaks in the walls on all sides.Traces of repairs can be clearly seen on some places on the walls and roof, presumably the original owner made the repairs himself.

This house, which is taken seriously, may be the best gift Di Qiu received today.

The house was even fitted with a bathroom by the original owner, and even the kitchen was clean inside.

The body left here for three or four days, and there was no rubbish in the house except for a little dust, and it didn't even have the musty smell that is typical of old houses.

Satisfied, Di Qiu found a clean piece of clothing from the closet and took a comfortable shower.

The bath water was cold, but it was enough for Di Qiu.

Half an hour later, the boy came out with wet hair all over his body.

He didn't remember to go to bed, but sat down at the desk, picked up a book on the desk and read it.

Di Qiu had never seen these words before, but for some reason, when these words appeared in his sight, he read them without any difficulty, and even subconsciously reached for the pen on the corner of the table.

The boy quickly realized that something was wrong with him, and withdrew his hand back: [What's going on? ]

System: [This should be the muscle memory residue of this body.Although the soul of the original owner died, his skills during his lifetime did not disappear, but were imprinted in this body and inherited by you. ]

[No wonder I pop out a sentence or two of unfamiliar words that I have never heard before. ] Di Qiu caressed the book cover in his hand thoughtfully, [There is one thing I have never understood, if this child was abandoned by Feng Rui from the very beginning, how would he know who his father is? ]

[He grew up in a slum? ]

System: [No, he grew up in an orphanage.But because he is incompetent, he has been isolated and excluded by those around him.Once a child becomes an adult, he cannot live in an orphanage, so the original owner left the orphanage when he became an adult and came to live here. ]

[As for how he discovered his identity, it was because of the special physique of the Feng family.When the Feng family had a fever, a dragon pattern would appear on their ankles.Feng Rui used to... no, it should be said that he was always the idol of the original owner. Although the original owner was incompetent, he always hoped that he, like Marshal Feng Rui, would become a person who could save the world. ]

[But unlike Feng Rui, what the original owner wants to save is the group of incapable people.Because he is incompetent and has encountered too much injustice and discrimination, he wants to use his own strength to prove to his surroundings that incompetents are not eliminated. ]

[Because he admired Feng Rui, he read many interviews and wartime records of Feng Rui.Accidentally discovered the secret of the Feng family, and this was in perfect agreement with his own physique.From then on, he began to speculate whether he was Feng Rui's child, and conducted many investigations. ]

[Azure blue eyes and a dragon pattern totem, these are the characteristics of the Feng family. ]

[But all guesses are just guesses before they are confirmed. In order to confirm his guesses, he plans to find Feng Rui to confirm in person, and as a commoner, the only place where he can see Feng Rui up close is the Star Alliance Competition , which is why he participated in this competition. ]

[It's just a pity, before I can say a word to my own father, he is already dead. ]

Di Qiu slowly opened the books in his hand. These books were not new, they looked tattered, as if they were picked up from discarded items.

There are two fonts in the dilapidated book, one font is very scribbled, scribbled and drawn.

He had seen another typeface before when he registered for the first competition.

This is a pine and cypress that was thrown on the cliff and is still growing hard.

Di Qiu read it for a while, then closed the book, and then pulled out the second book.

This time, what he got in his hand was a diary, and the content recorded in it was not a straightforward daily routine, but more like a kind of lyricism.

He grew up in an orphanage, but he can feel the greatness of family affection.

He lives in a slum full of ruins, but he can express his appreciation for the beautiful scenery.

The pen seems to have become a paintbrush in the hands of the original owner, and each simple text has become a picture scroll.

The words danced and danced in Di Qiu's mind, spreading out into colorful worlds.

Although Di Qiu didn't know the original owner, but through these words, he seemed to understand him again.

Falling into the quagmire, the splendor grows crazily.

Such a tough and unyielding person should have a bright future.

But his life was finally fixed at the age of 16.

Di Qiu slowly raised his head, under the dark night sky, the pale and silent face of the young man was reflected on the opposite window.

The teenager's index finger was placed on the diary, and a sentence was written on it:

I want to see my father, I want to say thank you to him, thank him for giving me life.

Di Qiu looked at the opposite window, he raised his hand and touched his face, and the boy in the window also touched his face.

"I want to see my father and want to say thank you"?

If this is your wish, I am willing to help you achieve it.

It's not because of the reward for occupying this body, but because I feel sorry for such a child.

[System,] Di Qiu closed the book and walked to the bed, [Good night, get up early tomorrow. ]

The system inertia replied: [Okay, Master Host, you are really self-disciplined, and you have the good habit of getting up early and going to bed early when you are resting. ]

Di Qiu turned off the light, lazily replied in his mind: [That's not true, I just want to go to block Fengrui tomorrow morning. ]

system:[? ! ]

No, is our order wrong? !

Isn't this kind of original owner's wish usually fulfilled in the finale? !

Why don't you play your cards according to common sense?

Is it because you are the Demon Lord? !