"Isn't thirty times enough?" Mammon had a strange expression.
Under the astonished gazes of the demons, Sangong said solemnly: "I suggest that a special "Witch Harley Act" be set up to break the rules to deal with witches, with rewards and no punishments.
No matter how many times you fail, there is no penalty.
If you succeed once, you will get rewards from all the demon kings.
Only in this way can the demons in the whole hell be able to fight for their lives and follow one after another, like a rolling torrent, sweeping away the witch."
"Too radical." The demon kings shook their heads repeatedly.
The Lord of the Flies frowned and said: "The 'Three Defeats and Punishments' was originally established to show the majesty and determination of the noble devil.
If the 'Witch Act' is passed, how will the entire multiverse view us?"
The Demon of the Three Palaces said excitedly: "If we demon kings are punished by witches one after another, will other people look down on us because of our courage to bear the humiliation?"
"There is no one after another. You are the only one at the moment." Neilong complained.
The Three Palace Demon sneered: "Don't deceive yourself, your boss Lucifer is the first.
Looking at the witch's vigorous and contented appearance, how does she look like someone who has been punished and tortured by Satan for six or seven years?"
The demons glared at him resentfully: Don't tell him if you see through some things. Mr. Lu will be humiliated, and we, the first-time fallen, will also lose face too?!
A demon king shouted: "Satan's punishment is originally a marathon that lasts for millions of years.
The witch is now young, energetic and able to withstand punishment.
When she gets older, her teeth fall out, her hair turns gray, and she can't even poop, then the power of Satan's punishment is truly revealed.
This is why Lucifer left Cain's curse on her."
"Yes, less than a million years later, the subtlety and cruelty of Lucifer's methods will not be apparent." All the demon kings nodded in agreement.
If the witch continues to stand strong after a million years... that will also happen after a million years, so let's get over this period first!
The Three-Gong Demon sneered: "Okay, Lucifer still has the last fig leaf left to cover, but what about you?
When you discussed it thirty times before, wasn't it because you were afraid of fighting the witch and of failing?
Is it more embarrassing to show your cowardice to the world, or is it more glorious to show your determination to kill?"
Belial pondered and said: "Three Palaces' words are not unreasonable. Setting up a special bill for witches at least shows to the outside world our determination to kill them.
We can hold a meeting at the Demon Lord level and everyone can vote."
In the weeks that followed, Paradise Hills Technology's stock price was turbulent.
Several large consortiums are shorting stocks, and news continues to spread that "Rich is dead, there is no successor to Paradise Mountain, and even Dog Technology has been hacked."
The Internet outage incident of Dog Video became known to everyone, and stock investors were shocked and began to sell Paradise Mountain shares.
Paradise Hills shares plummeted.
At the same time, some members of Congress proposed investigating Harley's "abnormal surge in assets" during her tenure as mayor.
Earth, Gotham Quinn Manor, backyard.
"Wow, is this the power of a giant ferocious beast? It's so strong!"
Richie's spirit body floated in the air, his whole body exuded a dark glow of magical energy, and his aura was close to that of the Archmage.
However, this is not too exaggerated.
Although he had not awakened his magic power during his lifetime, he had studied black magic for decades and even invented his own quantum magic. His level was not inferior to that of any great mage, but now he had only supplemented the power in line with his level.
"I can't see him now, I can only hear his voice." Clark said doubtfully.
"Richie is a spirit and can be seen by mortals while in Limbo, just like the countless ghosts you have seen before.
Richie is also a magician and can communicate with you through spiritual transmission." Harley explained.
"If I am still alive, with this magical attribute, I have every hope of becoming a great magic master." Richie was excited and regretful at the same time.
"Now, even though your spiritual body and total magic power are difficult to increase, you can still practice magic, enhance your skills, and finally understand the rules.
Just one thing, you can't touch black magic anymore." Harley said.
"With this magical power, it would be a pity not to study black magic. You can't practice black magic in Paradise Mountain. However, my major is quantum magic."
Richie hesitated for a moment and asked: "Harry, are you still studying this quantum magic? Communication across Limbo seems too dangerous.
The last time I encountered Silver City, my body was burned down. If I encounter the evil god's kingdom, I will definitely not be able to get back my soul."
"It will definitely not be popularized on a large scale, but research must continue." Harley thought: "My idea is to establish a real Paradise Mountain technology company.
Well, you will stay in my Paradise Mountain fiefdom most of the time from now on.
When I go back later, I will bring a few hosts with me.
You will continue the unfinished technical research in Paradise Mountain, and help manage the company's data center by the way.
You can upload part of the company's core data to the Tianshan Mountain database."
"This is a good idea, but is there electricity in Paradise Mountain? Or, can we run a wire from Silver City to Floating Mountain?" Richie asked doubtfully.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't have access to the Internet, because he can establish a mental data line in Limbo through the magic paradigm.
But without power, the computer can't start.
"I'm not even sure if Silver City uses electricity. The angel civilization level is too high, so we might have gotten rid of it long ago." At this point, Harley turned to Clark, who was seriously 'eavesdropping' beside her, "Do Kryptonians still use electricity?"
"Most equipment uses more efficient light energy and ion energy, but some instruments are still driven by electrical energy," Clark said.
Harley hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you have any spare consoles and nuclear batteries? Can you sell me a set?"
"Harley, don't forget, I have an agreement with the US government and cannot sell any alien technology or equipment to third parties." Clark said seriously.
Harley shrugged, "Okay, technology is not enough, magic will help. I will go to the Oblivion Bar later."
Seeing that Clark was still standing there with no intention of leaving, she asked doubtfully: "I thought you would be very anxious to save people from danger and eliminate evil. Is there anything else?"
A flash of embarrassment flashed across Clark's tough Chinese face, "Harry, you seem to have a lot of connections in heaven. You can ask God to help sinners atone for their sins."
"You think?" Harley thought carefully. Martha is still alive. She doesn't have to worry about going to hell. She is Da Chao's father.
"You want to see your dad?"
Clark was surprised, "You can read minds?"
"It's all written on your face." Harley rolled her eyes at him.
"He died in the storm without having time to say his final goodbyes to me. Moreover, just before he died, I had an argument with him and said some things."
Clark had a complicated expression, "I was too young at the time and said a lot of stupid things impulsively."
Harry frowned and said, "I can ask for you to see if your father, your adoptive father on earth, is in heaven."
"Jonathan must be in heaven. He sacrificed his life to save others. He is a good man." Clark said excitedly.
Harry didn't argue with him, facts spoke louder than words.
She immediately separated a ray of consciousness, passed the big cross, and approached the border of Silver City.
"Boss Zaulie?"
"What's the matter again?"
Zauliel is watching the gate in heaven, which makes it easy to wake him up.
Just call and you'll be there.
"I want to ask you about someone, Jonathan Kent from Smallville, Kansas, passed away around November 2004. Is he in heaven?"
Zaulie said unhappily: "You have meritorious service, go and ask for the voice of heaven! You come to me every now and then to inquire about this kind of information, and I am not your secretary."
"Of course you are not my secretary, you are my good friend!" Harley looked at his dark face sincerely, "I asked you for help because we are friends.
It is a great disrespect for a friend to ask for help even though I can ask you for help.
Just like if you go to Earth, you will definitely not be able to stay in a hotel. You must come to my house and let me warmly entertain you."
"I have no chance to go to Earth, and I don't need accommodation."
Zhauliao muttered awkwardly and began to contact the Golden Hall in the center of Silver City.
"Jonathan Kent is in heaven. He also attended the "Holy Spirit Training Class" in his early years. Now"
"The situation is not very good right now." He said hesitantly, meeting her gaze.
"Can you still be in bad shape after entering heaven?" Harley asked doubtfully.
Zaulie said: "Those who enter the lower heaven are all good people. There are good people who believe in the Lord, but they don't quite understand the Lord's teachings, so they fail to become the Holy Spirit.
There are also good people who don’t believe in the Lord at all.
Obviously, their treatment is also different.
Jonathan was an old-school believer. He often went to church to worship and was very devout, but he failed to understand and fully practice the Lord's teachings.
Therefore, after death and entering the lower heaven, we still have expectations for him. Not only will he be allowed to manage an urban area, but we will also give him an offer to participate in Holy Spirit training."
"Mayor joins the party school for further study, Jonathan is going to ascend to heaven!" Harley said with a strange expression.
"Now he has lost his position and training opportunities and has become an ordinary person." Zhaulie said.
"Did he commit a crime?" Harley asked doubtfully.
"His son committed a crime."
The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, "The great Archangel Uriel, a master of the Six Books of the Book, are you too petty?"
"Under the laws of Silver City, blaspheming the Archangel is indeed a felony.
At least Uriel didn't break the law." Zawuli said with an awkward expression.
He actually felt that Uriel was a little too much.
"My friend is the one who wants to talk to Jonathan. Do you think you can make arrangements?" Harley asked tentatively.
"Definitely not!" Zaulie said seriously: "First of all, the law strictly prohibits the spirits of heaven from being disturbed by external affairs, so as not to disturb their peaceful and peaceful state of mind.
Secondly, mortals are not allowed to get close to heaven.
Just because you come to heaven every now and then to wander around doesn't mean that others can do the same."
Later, Harley asked about the voice of the sky.
Merit in heaven can indeed be exchanged for anything, but the voice of heaven does not advise her to do that.
The reason is the first point mentioned by Zaulie: The spirit of heaven is not the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit uses faith as armor and has a firm and unshakable will; the spirit of heaven is just an ordinary person who has entered the bottom heaven, and his state of mind is easily affected.
When the mind is disturbed, demons arise.
In this case, they may lose the qualification to stay in heaven
Harley didn't dare to take authority without authorization, and she didn't want to waste millions of credits on Jonathan. She directly returned to consciousness and told Clark everything about the situation.
"Father," Dachao was surprised, happy, blaming himself and angry.
"It's all my fault. I beat Fire Tongue, but it has nothing to do with my father!" He clenched his fist and growled.
"He is doing well now."
"He can't see me, can I see him?" Clark asked.
Harry said helplessly: "No living person can enter heaven."
Clark carried the robot and flew away from the manor with a sad expression.
After a long time, Richie hesitated and said, "Harley, there are actually other ways."
"What method?"
"Puppy video!" Richie was shocked and said: "According to your plan, Puppy Technology Company currently focuses on animation, movies, current news and other finely edited videos, and will vigorously develop national live broadcasts and short videos in the future.
Since the earth can broadcast live online, why not heaven? We have heaven’s internet cable!”
Harley's expression was strange. Could it be that there will be Internet celebrities in heaven in the future... Boss Zha looked excited: I will light up the little red heart, and I will perform an angel flying for you.