Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

Although this man kept saying that he was a demon cultivator, because he looked like a human being from top to bottom, the alien protection team did not treat those strange creatures as simply and roughly as usual. Instead, they took out a small book that recorded the troublesome supernatural beings as usual. Ask questions one by one.

All the members of the alien team pretended not to have heard this man's stinky words and continued to say that he was a demon cultivator and wanted to destroy their mortal world.

I've been doing this job for so long, and the superpowers I've met have all kinds of things to say.

Last time, there was a winged supernatural being who kept claiming that he was the son of God. I'm afraid he had a problem in his head. Let's not talk about whether there is a God. Even if there was, how could a Western God give birth to a purebred like you? Oriental, there is no logic at all.

Therefore, when facing this demonic cultivator who said that he was a high-level creature and all mortals were low-level creatures, everyone in the alien protection team was very calm.

"Name."

"You mortals don't deserve to know my name. If you let me escape from here, I will definitely train you all into magic weapons, and let your souls suffer all day and night...Ouch!!!"

Ji Changze whipped him with a whip. Seeing the demon cultivator scream in pain, he frowned: "What are you pretending to do? I didn't hit him hard."

"Violent Ghost Whip!!! You actually have Fierce Ghost Whip!! Who are you!!!"

Ji Changze: "What the hell?"

The demon cultivator looked at the whip in his hand with a horrified expression.

That's right! He did feel the aura of a fierce ghost on it. A fierce ghost once died under this whip. The powerful and strong resentment was subdued and stayed on this whip forever, becoming a tool driven by the owner of the whip. .

"How is it possible!!! Such resentment!! This evil ghost must have killed at least a thousand people to achieve such a level of cultivation!! How can you mere mortals have the evil ghost whip!"

However, his shock was in vain. The boy who looked like he was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, holding a ghost whip in his hand, looked confused and disgusted. He plucked his ears and turned around to ask: "Is there something wrong with this person's mind? What are you talking about? How about we stop asking and send the person to a mental hospital for treatment? "

One of the team members glanced at the whip: "Boss, he seems to know the ghost from before, not... the guy pretending to be a ghost."

"We know each other? That's great."

Ji Changze looked at the demon cultivator with evil intentions: "Tell me, how did the superpower who insisted on saying she was a ghost run away last time? Also, what happened to her? She couldn't be hit, no matter how hard she hit her. It suddenly disappeared while basking in the sun. Is this a new ability? Have you reported it to the alien protection team? Forget it, I can tell you don’t know the alien protection team by looking at you. Tell the truth now. I can also consider applying to the higher authorities to detain you for a few days, otherwise... ha!"

Demon cultivator: "..."

His eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the ordinary young man in front of him who looked unattractive (without the demon cultivator's iconic beard) and short of height in disbelief. He was so shocked that he was shaking as he spoke:

"You, you actually sunk Yili Gui to death alive!!!"

The other members of the alien insurance team gradually felt something was wrong.

Why does this person seem to be telling the truth?

Is he really some kind of demon cultivator?

Is he so shocked and excited because ghosts and demons are members of the same family?

Then this matter must be told to the superiors.

Last time, A Piao, who claimed to be a fierce ghost, had a bad mouth (he kept talking about how young and beautiful the girls in this world were, how suitable they were to be killed) and was resented by her. She also babbled about why ninety-nine of them should be arrested. What kind of magic circle should the ninety-nine virgins open, otherwise they will be killed, etc.) provoked the leader.

Everyone agreed that this A-Piao would be beaten by the boss to vent his anger, but when he got into the boxing ring, he was sunburned before he had a chance to beat him.

Before I exposed myself, I still believed that I was Ah Piao.

They were dumbfounded at the time and quickly reported it to their superiors. As a result, they searched the national database based on A Piao's face, but they couldn't find anyone who looked like her among the deceased.

This fact is really evil. Although Ji Changze still firmly does not believe that A Piao exists in the world, the team members have secretly discussed it several times in private, but they have not been able to discuss a charter.

Now think about this person who keeps saying that he is a demon cultivator...

The demon cultivator was still shouting angrily: "How can it be sunburned to death!!! How can this be done!!!"

Looking at this posture, are the demons really a family?

Then they heard the demon cultivator say: "How can you be so wasteful!!!"

Team members: "..."

Waste, waste?

The demon cultivator was heartbroken and his distressed face kept twitching: "Do you know how many magic weapons a fierce ghost with such a cultivation level can refine! After taking them apart, he can refine at least ten, no, twenty soul-trapping banners! ! How many spirit stones can you exchange? No matter how cruel you are, you can cut it into thirty pieces!”

Team members; "..."

So you are so excited not because that Ah Piao died, but because it was such a waste?

"Dedicate the ghost whip to me! I can save your life, otherwise you mortals will live under the sea of ​​corpses. One day, I, the demon cultivator, will trample your entire mortal world. When the time comes, all of you will run away. No."

After scolding Ji Changze for his waste, the demon cultivator's eyes were glued to the ghost whip again, and the greed in his eyes almost jumped out.

"Give it to me, and I will accept you as a servant. When the time comes, I will be able to save your life."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and saw with satisfaction that the expressions of the members of the alien team gradually turned ugly. Apparently, they learned from his words what they, mortals, were going to face.

Be afraid, be afraid.

They were just a group of mortals. Although I don’t know how they could trap him, it was only because he was deceived by those insidious brats. If he was given a chance to come out, none of the mortals present would be able to escape. Overcome his demon... ow! ! !

Ji Changze looked at the demon cultivator with a proud face and hit him with a whip.

"Don't bullshit me. The things you are playing are the ones I got tired of playing in elementary school. You think this is just playing house! Say! Name!!"

The members of the alien team looked at each other.

"Boss, let's report this to the higher ups and let them investigate."

If what this person said was true, and a demonic cultivator really came to them through some kind of sea of ​​corpses, then they would have to deal with it in advance.

The superpowers in the past were all Chinese people who were hard-working. The most noisy one just watched too much and wanted to have a harem. After being arrested and educated on the crime of bigamy for more than two months, he went back to college to take the exam. .

But what if it was really someone from another world who invaded?

The hearts of non-human beings must be different. Just look at the non-human beings who have been invading intermittently these days. It’s not that the alien protection team didn’t want to have friendly exchanges with them at first, but they don’t communicate with humans at all (except for the unlucky beast) (female ghost), who attacks with killing moves as soon as she comes up.

To them, humans seem to be just roadside fruit, which they can pick whenever they want.

So, do these creatures also come from the same place as this demon cultivator?

He calls them mortals.

He keeps saying that he wants to flatten their world and kill them all, which shows that he does not put them on the same level and does not think that they are all human beings.

This is just a demon cultivator. What if there are ten, a hundred, a thousand or ten thousand in the world over there?

This time, he was lucky. He happened to meet a kind-hearted and brave student (who wanted a bonus) and coaxed him to come over. There was also a reason why he didn't think about it for the time being. If the demon cultivator comes to their place next time, he will kill him. Woolen cloth?

"Boss, I'm going to make a call. The more I think about this, the more serious it becomes."

"Go ahead, this matter is really serious."

Ji Changze's words made the team member who spoke feel happy.

Has the leader who has been stubbornly insisting that "this world is scientific, only science can defeat everything, and all the things about Ah Piao's cultivation are fake" finally figured it out? !

Then, he saw Ji Changze looking at the demon cultivator up and down with disgust: "You ask me clearly if people with superpowers can also be mentally disturbed. What do I think of this person? He is so crazy and talks nonsense. Hey, you can ask those students by the way. "Did you hurt your brain when you sent him here? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Team member: "..."

You see, our leader has as much faith in science as a straight man has.

I remember the last time I reported the A Piao incident, what was said in a vague way: "Xiao Qi, don't argue with your boss. He has always been unable to accept unnatural events because of the curse. It would be good if he can go on a good mission now." If he gets into trouble, let him get into it, as long as it doesn't affect your work," and so on.

"Over there, I'm going to make a call first, and you continue to ask."

"Well, go ahead and bring me the bag of melon seeds on my desk in the office when you come back."

Ji Changze sat on the chair brought by other team members, crossed his legs, and looked at Mo Xiu up and down suspiciously: "Do you think he is really crazy?"

Demonic Cultivator; "...Who is crazy? I am not crazy! You mortals sit in a well and look at the sky. You have never seen a Demonic Cultivator, so you think there are no Demonic Cultivators in the world. If you have the guts, let me out. As long as I can use my magic power, It must be... my magic power! This, this is so vicious! mana!"

The member of the foreign insurance team who did nothing: "..."

"What did he say?"

"What kind of resentment? Did he talk about that Ah Piao last time?"

"It seems that Ah Piao was locked in here last time, can you feel it?"

The demon cultivator felt that the magic weapon he had worked so hard to cultivate was being attacked by the resentment of the ghosts remaining in the iron room. He felt extremely distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

Ghost cultivators and demon cultivators have never dealt with each other. Demon cultivators like to catch all kinds of ghosts to refine magic weapons, and ghost cultivators also like to forcibly suck away the essence of demon cultivators. Now, even if they lose their consciousness, they will still feel the resentment of ghost cultivators left in the iron room. After sensing the aura of the demon cultivator, he subconsciously attacks him, eating away at his mana and energy.

The demon cultivator watched helplessly as his mana and essence were dissipated under the attack of resentment. However, he was unable to do anything to the other party. He felt extremely distressed and lost the aloofness he had before.

He was screaming and howling.

Ji Changze was so noisy: "Can you please stop adding drama to yourself? Why don't you make a TV series? You are so talented. Why don't you become a screenwriter? You're locked in there alone and you're still yelling at me. I don't believe it." If you don’t believe me, I’ll beat you and me to death!”

The ghost whip was raised, and the demon cultivator looked at it in horror, and his voice suddenly stopped.

His cultivation is being dissipated by attacks. If he gets a whip at this time, he will really die here.

The form is stronger than the person. He no longer talks about his own cave master, nor yells that he wants to kill everyone present. He timidly shows a flattering smile to Ji Changze;

"Master, I won't bark anymore. I won't bark anymore. Don't be angry."

However, while his attitude was good, the attitude of the mortal in front of him was even worse, and his face even turned ugly: "te:'mu:'d-i Sure enough, he was pretending to be crazy just now. Really, who are the superpowers nowadays? Everyone is an actor, wouldn’t it be nice to waste time and have so much time to learn and practice it?”

Demon cultivator; "...I am not a superpower, I am a demon..."

Ji Changze hit the cage with his whip to scare him: "You are still pretending to me, right?"

Demonic Cultivator: "I am! I am a super-powerful person!! You say it, just say it, I won't talk back anymore."

"It won't be better if it's like this earlier."

After the cruel, cruel, and terrifying young man said this, he turned around and said to the other mortals: "Look, I admit it. I told you earlier that these superpowers deserve to be beaten. Who did that guy call himself last time?" There are still very few strong-willed ghosts.”

Demon cultivator: "..."

Could it be that the evil ghost was dragged to death in the sun because he refused to admit that he was a supernatural being?

God, what a terrible world this is.

I thought they were all little sheep without the power to be kneaded by him.

As a result, I first met a few vicious villains who were cunning and full of lies (several students who wanted to get bonuses).

Then, they have to face cruel tortures such as "if they don't admit that they are superpowers, they will be killed" and "even if they die, they will be put to the best possible use (refer to Yitiewu's resentment and ghost whip)".

terrible.

Mortals can be so scary.

"Why are you so stunned? Name."

"Master of Shanhu Cave."

"What kind of bad name is this? Your surname is Shanhu and you call him the cave master?"

"...Yes..."

"how old are you?"

"Three hundred and fifty-nine years old."

Ji Changze, who was recording with his legs crossed, raised his eyebrows, and swung the whip at the cage with a crackle in his hand: "Three hundred! Fifty-nine! That's right! That's right!! You are a turtle! Or a bastard! What are you doing? That’s it!

"Be serious! If you keep talking nonsense to me, I don't care if you are a superpower or not. I'll beat you later!"

The demon cultivator, who was almost pissed by the whip, huddled in the corner of the cage tremblingly. Living in a world where the average age per capita was around 500, he had no idea what was wrong with his answer. He could only try to recall the lifespan of a mortal and carefully estimate a number: "seventy-nine?"

--Snapped!

"Why are you seventy-nine looking like this? Come on, come on, come out. Anyway, you will most likely come to us as a volunteer in the future. Come on, come on, and I will discuss with you in advance."

The demon cultivator watched helplessly as Naji Devil walked closer and closer with the sharp ghost whip, and was so frightened that his voice broke.

"Thirty-nine!!! I'm thirty-nine!!!"

"That's pretty much it."

The scary mortal boy was finally satisfied. He took the melon seeds handed over by the person next to him and cracked them.

The demon cultivator hid in the corner, shivering, with snot and tears running down his face from fear.

He finally knew why there was such a fat mortal world under the sea of ​​corpses, but he had never heard of it before.

Those demon cultivators who came here accidentally before must have died in the hands of this group of people.

This group of people was so terrifying. They were even more ferocious than the demon cultivators. He was probably going to die here too.

The demonic cultivator who was still enjoying conquering this human land and doing whatever he wanted was huddled in the corner, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, glistening tears streaked across his dirty face that had not been washed for two months, and everywhere the tears streaked. It's much whiter than the rest of the face.

Weak, pitiful, helpless, and dirty.