This...this...this...this is this! Devil?

Looking at the fantasy creature gradually approaching, Hou Ping suddenly recognized the right hand with black claws.

Isn’t that my hand in my dream? What the hell is going on!

"I'm very confused? You think it's incredible to believe in materialism? Then you might as well treat us as a high-level creature that trains ourselves to the limit. Aren't some of you working in this direction?"

The other party seemed to know Hou Ping's thoughts very well, and looked at him very calmly. His cold eyes were full of disdain for him, as if he was looking down at an insignificant ant:

"Let's make a deal - I will give you the power you desire."

"I don't need that kind of power!"

"No, you need it! If you don't have a strong desire in your heart, I can't show up at all."

Hou Ping couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and uneasy when he was slapped in the face on the spot, but he immediately adjusted his mentality:

"So what do you want me to exchange for you? Soul?"

There is no love in the world for no reason, and there is no good thing in the sky that suddenly falls out of pies. Especially when dealing with dangerous creatures like demons, you must keep calm.

"Swish~"

The strange creature suddenly let out a despicable laugh:

"Please don't use your strange worldview to figure out my intentions? Soul? Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. How did you pass on it? How could you say such ridiculous words!"

Hou Ping was confused by the creature on the other side. Isn’t the opposite side a legendary demon? Didn’t he enjoy collecting human souls? Is their cognition biased?

"Huh? Well, oh, so that's it..."

While Hou Ping was thinking about how to explain so as not to anger the other party, the demon opposite him looked thoughtful and gained. Hou Ping simply shut up and waited for the other party to issue the next round of negotiations. Since it would appear according to his wish, he must have something to use. Hou Ping had made up his mind to seize this opportunity.

As for the misfortune he will encounter after signing a contract with the demon - isn't he already living in hell now? What else can he fear?

"I searched your memory and found that your understanding of us is not only lacking but also distorted. Perhaps some of my similar irregular operations have given you the room for imagination, but we are not as unbearable as you imagined. According to your cognition, the price of contract with us is the soul, which is actually not wrong - you have no potential to drive the origin of the world at all, and suddenly you are exposed to the power that exceeds your limit of acceptance, and naturally there is a high chance that you will be assimilated by them in turn. You must know that you do like to take risks and always like to overestimate your ability to bear it, which makes a lot of time force us to take the blame."

After complaining, the awe-inspiring creature trembled happily with its black nails, gently tapped its back of its fingers a few times, and then it spoke again:

"I am really surprised by the changes over the past billions of years! I didn't expect that the will of the world did not favor them... Well, I decided! I give you the power to last in this world in the form of my vehicle! I want to know who can laugh to the end in this place of divine sleep!"

"It's so awesome, but in the end I have to rely on me to communicate and influence the world."

“Ga…”

Hou Ping's incisive words made the other side's self-intoxication come to an abrupt end. The "demon" widened his two cows' eyes, and two rich flames spewed out of his huge nose, looking like he was already angry.

"Abominable lower creatures!"

"I am a human! Not a low-level creature! You insult me, you have to apologize to me!"

Hou Ping refused to give in at a single step. He had to test the other party's bottom line first. If he just escaped from a wolf's den into a tiger's den, it would be fine if he didn't want such a struggle!

At least Hou Ping must confirm his weight in the other party's heart in this cooperation, and ensure that his subsequent actions will not hurt his family outside.

"Is there anything wrong? We are the first generation of creatures made by gods. We have been active on this planet since ancient times, walking in lava, playing between electric snakes and thunderstorms, breathing freely in the pervasive and high-temperature miasma; but you are inferior products filled with the smell of that reptile, so fragile that they almost shatter at the touch!"

When Hou Ping heard this, he felt his head hurt. The other party used the asymmetry of his knowledge to put him at a disadvantage of not being able to fight back. Gods, the first generation of creatures? These things that came out of the other party's mouth, Hou Ping didn't know what they meant at all, but Hou Ping had some guesses about the reptile creature mentioned by the demon creature in front of him. Combined with the situation in his last dream, Hou Ping believed that what it said was the Nuwa in human legend, which just explained why they were marked as evil heresy.

Perhaps Nuwa's side won the final victory in an ancient war, which allowed human beings to appear smoothly in the years to come. Naturally, human beings would not praise their creator's enemies.

But this does not prevent Hou Ping from seeking help from them. The enemies of the past may not be friends of tomorrow. Human history interprets this very well. For an extremely utilitarian race, interests are the norm for everything to do. The so-called moral standards are a very abstract thing. Most of the time she is a little girl who can be dressed up.

It’s like this research base, which is clearly inhuman research, and some experimental projects are cruel and even demons are willing to give up the disadvantage. But many years later, they may be praised as pioneers who led mankind into a new era!

Countless test pieces like myself who died in vain were taken for granted sacrifice, and may even give them a vicious experience in order to discredit them. In this way, those vested interests can loudly praise the "heroes" who caused all this and enjoy the research results refined from countless flesh and blood.

But everyone should be equal! No one has the right to sacrifice them against the will of others and exchange them for their own interests. That is betrayal! It is a betrayal! It is an act that Hou Ping would never agree with!

"Well, let's put aside our prejudices and talk about something practical"

Hou Ping stopped the meaningless dispute and asked his most concerned questions:

"What will it be if I accept your power?"

"Vehicle! Didn't you say that you will become a vehicle carrying my soul stone"

Have you ever said that? What the hell is it to be a vehicle?

Seeing Hou Ping's face full of doubt, the demon slapped his head:

"Damn, why did I forget that you are an idiot..."

You are an idiot! Your whole family is an idiot!

Wait, is it considered slanderous to me?

The devil ignored Hou Ping's entanglement and then shook his head and said:

"Let me say this, I was defeated billions of years ago for some reason and was exiled from this world. Only a soul stone containing my original information was left, and relying on it to connect with this world."

"exile?"

"It is the kind that is completely destroyed from the material level without leaving any slag."

"Oh, I'm just dead, right?"

“…”

The devil glared at Hou Ping unhappily:

"It's too shallow! It's said to be exile! We are immortal! Even if we are erased, we will leave our own unique spiritual mark."

"Then why don't they destroy your soul stone?"

"Soul backup is the insurance method reserved by the gods when they created us to prevent us from being lost in the source due to unexpected circumstances. Do you think they don't want to destroy it? In fact, it's not possible! This is a class suppression!"

Is this saying that they belong to immortal creatures? Hou Ping was aroused:

"Then why would you lose?"

"Immortality does not mean that you can fight all the time!"

The devil glanced at Hou Ping with anger and said:

"Although we are immortal and strong, we need to consume a lot of energy no matter what we do... Do you understand?"

It turned out that it was like using a lead box to isolate nuclear radiation with some means to isolate their soul stones from contact with energy, so it has not had any news for billions of years until it sees the light of day again in itself.

"Remember, my name is Diapolo, the controller of the flame, the pioneer in the desolate soul. Boy, I look forward to your performance!"

Diapolo's last warning came at the same time as a severe pain, Hou Ping's consciousness almost immediately fell into a coma.

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The fourth floor of the base, the main control room of the institute.

"Director, Director! The spirit of zs1066 is beginning to become active, and the peak of fluctuations is constantly rising!"

A researcher operating an instrument of some kind in the main control room suddenly began to shout with excitement.

After hearing such good news again after a few years, the woman named Director also showed a smile on her face:

"Keep paying attention to any data fluctuations at zs1066 points, and report it immediately if there is any change! In addition, let the rescue team prepare hormones and use them immediately as soon as there is a problem! We must succeed this time!"

Recalling the last failure, the director hesitated for a moment and said:

"Even if it fails again this time, we must find the reason for the failure of the fusion!"

Then, the intense battle began, and the entire institute was as if they were facing a great enemy, staring at the dashboard in front of them with his eyes tightly for fear of a mistake.

Several medical staff appeared in the room where Hou Ping was detained. They put Hou Ping in a coma into a culture tank and connected various infusion tubes to the arteries throughout his body, and covered his body with electrodes of large and small sizes. Then they filled the nutrient solution with the culture tank and immersed Hou Ping in it.

After the medical staff finished all this, Hou Ping's room came in again, and a group of researchers came in. They sat at their respective jobs within ten seconds, fiddling with various instruments in the room. The director stared at the surveillance screens of various angles hanging on the wall of the main control room.
Chapter completed!