Ghostland

The taste of the cake was excellent, fluffy and sweet, and it melted in the mouth. Asmodeus ate half of it in one go, stopped embarrassedly, and looked at Lipa with his small eyes, as if asking if he wanted it.It was rare for Li Pa to be polite, he directly pulled the rest of the cake in front of him, and ate it in a few bites.

Asmodeus held his fork in his mouth, watched the last point disappear in the other party's mouth, and suddenly realized that the two of them...

It seems to share a cake.

I remember when Lipa was still Tony, he said that he was unemployed and his funds were tight. It was not an excuse. Looking at it now, he couldn’t even afford two cakes. Thinking of his previous behavior of always wanting to hide ribs in the refrigerator, he deeply Worry about tomorrow's food.

For the sake of quality of life, Asmodeus asked cryptically: "When you go to the store to buy ingredients, can you use WeChat to pay?"

Lipa didn't understand, so he said, "Yes."

"Next time I go with you, I can share the food expenses."

Li Pa: "..." Food really brings good luck!

Regarding the joy from heaven, he has always accepted it calmly, and did not remind the other party that "you can send red envelopes or transfer money through WeChat for sharing the food expenses", but quickly finalized the time.If he could, he even wanted to make a contract—forget it, if Ace really wanted to break the contract, he would have to think about how to destroy his own contract.

He never concealed this series of emotions, but the other party was like an insulator, always avoiding his passionately chasing eyes just right.

"Maybe I can provide some clues about the World Destroyer."

Lipa picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth gracefully: "As you know, Dong Hongyu is the sixth World Destroyer. The previous five are the old Chinese engineer, the American champion of the Mathematical Olympiad, and the young A British noblewoman, a middle-aged teacher from the China Vocational and Technical College, and an elderly Swiss banker. So far, except for the noblewoman, the remaining four have passed away."

He paused and continued: "The engineer died of alcohol poisoning, the champion boy died of a car accident, the middle-aged teacher suffered from myocardial infarction, and the elderly banker chose euthanasia because of perennial illnesses and could not bear the pain. It is monitored by both heaven and hell, and it is determined that it has not received any human intervention." In other words, they all died by themselves.

Asmodeus was dumbfounded.

Why are World Destroyers more vulnerable than ordinary humans?

Is it really reliable to rely on them to destroy the Nine Realms?

……

Think about it the other way around: Assuming the Destroyer is conscious, maybe it found out that this group of humans is unreliable, so it left?

Asmodeus asked again: "Why did the only surviving young woman become the former World Destroyer?"

Lipa sighed helplessly: "This is exactly what we want to know. I have investigated the family relationship, social background and life experience of the five World Destroyers, and they have no intersection with each other, have not joined the same organization, and have no common contact with each other." people who have never been to the same website or app. Engineers and teachers who live in the same country but have never been to each other’s cities. It’s like they were drawn at random.”

Asmodeus speculated: "Is it possible... The Destroyer is a kind of consciousness that can possess human beings?"

"After the appraisal of many experts in heaven and hell, it is currently believed that there is no other consciousness body in the Destroyer." Li Pa dare not speak too much, "If there is, it must be beyond the cognition of heaven and hell category."

Asmodeus asked back: "Isn't this more in line with the characteristics of the Destroyer?"

Not even God can do anything.

Lipa said, "Assuming that's the case, how would a possessed human destroy the world?"

Asmodeus was questioned, he held his cheek sullenly, staring at the empty ribs plate in a daze.

This kind of Ace is so cute that it makes people feel distressed, and I wish I could make another plate of salt and pepper pork ribs.Li Pa simply asked: "What do you want to eat tonight? Do you still want to eat salt and pepper pork ribs? Or for a change, make sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Asmodeus grasped a little idea, which was taking shape, but was broken by his words, and couldn't help frowning: "Angel...can't you do the task seriously?"

Lipa is innocent: "I just analyzed it seriously."

Asmodeus shook his head: "You can't do this."

Someone will be angry.

"He" has always been serious in his work, and he hates this kind of behavior of fishing in troubled waters.

But who is that "he"?

Asmodeus leaned back slowly on the back of the chair, raised his head, and endured another wave of headaches.But this time, he was well prepared. While in pain, he maintained his sanity, desperately trying to identify the messy images that suddenly popped up in his mind.

A string of English struggling to get out...

"pull……"

As if someone had installed a time bomb in his mind, the moment the sound came out, the switch was turned on, and all the patterns and clues exploded into gray.

He fell sideways and fell into a tender embrace.

Lipa worriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and gently massaged his temples with his fingers, trying to alleviate his pain, but with little effect, Asmodeus had a particularly severe attack this time, and completely passed out.

When he woke up, he was already lying on the sofa, with his head resting on Lipa's thigh, and his head was being gently stroked by a hand.

……

Asmodeus sat up suddenly.

Li Pa asked naturally, "Is it better?"

It has been a long time since I felt the gentle touch of being touched on the head.

After the fall, the only close friend is Abaddon, the Wrathful Demon Lord—from his crimes, he is not a person who can gently stroke his head.

Asmodeus was a little confused about the situation, and after pondering blankly for a while, he straightened his sitting posture and said to him, "Thank you."

Li Pa was secretly reminiscing about the remaining touch of his fingers, and he still looked human on the surface: "It should. As a partner of the work, I don't think you can let yourself continue to hurt, and you must find the reason as soon as possible."

Asmodeus shook his head: "I still have tasks."

"The body is more important."

Asmodeus pursed his lips, not wanting to say but had to say: "I know you don't care, but I want to do well." Although he kept telling himself not to put too much pressure on him, since he came to the human world , especially after this city, there is always a firm and powerful voice in my heart saying that every task must be done seriously.

Ripa is speechless.He watched helplessly as Asmodeus walked towards the room: "Where are you going?"

"I want to find a place to think quietly."

"...Actually, I have another idea." Li Pa stood up, and his attitude became serious, "The previous analysis of the World Destroyer was based on the perspective of us as bystanders. If we gather them together, maybe It has unexpected effects."

Asmodeus stopped, turned his head, and seriously thought about his proposal: "Get together?"

"For example, known World Destroyers, British noblewomen and Dong Hongyu."

Asmodeus finally knew what the flashing light in his head was: "Also, there must be a new World Destroyer now. The outside world can't find anything in common, we can explore their hearts world."

Lipa said softly to himself: "But I don't want you to be too close to other people's hearts."

Asmodeus: "..."

Sorry, at this distance... I can really hear it.

In order to prevent him from doing more embarrassing things, Asmodeus entrusted him with the task of "hijacking" the noble young woman.

"You can say no," he said, very democratically.

However, the soul has long lost its democracy and freedom. Of course Lipa, who was willing to be captured, would not refuse. Not only did he not refuse, but he also thoughtfully ordered takeaway for the evening before leaving.

Asmodeus couldn't guarantee that he would be able to come back at night, the most urgent task was to find the current World Destroyer.In desperation, he left the apartment only to realize...the human world is actually very big.

...then there's no need to miss dinner.

His search area was temporarily limited to several nearby cities.

As the evening approached, Asmodeus, who had found nothing, came back from the north of the city. The World Destroyer pointer, which had been circling crazily, suddenly got stuck. After a while, it firmly pointed to a towering building.

It's also very familiar.

In the building, there are people who are working hard for their own destiny.After the urination incident, Ying Longshan's poker luck seemed to be held back, and he lost no matter how he played.In order to unblock his luck, he consulted a well-known local feng shui master and got the advice of "get up from where you fell".Immediately, they made an appointment with the cards for the day and started a game in the small conference room.

I can't say whether it's a psychological effect or a feng shui effect. In short, from the first round, his two hands seemed to be opened up, and he could feel whatever he wanted. Without warning but with a sense of déjà vu... vanished out of thin air.

He sighed, put down the six pieces, and looked at the handsome man at the opposite table depressedly: "Can't you come back after I'm confused?"