Even at his peak, Ling Pingzhi couldn't create any life!
He can only influence existing life and transform it through anchoring.
The same goes for the Blood Demon. He can only turn existing "ginseng" into "blood ginseng" and turn existing humans into weird, complete creations of the void, which is impossible.
But now, the owner of the Internet cafe has directly created a powerful "devil"?!
He...can't imagine this kind of ability!
The more Ling Ping thought about it, the more horrified he became. He bit his teeth, smashed the spoon into pieces, and accidentally ate it.
After chewing a few mouthfuls of ceramics, I realized something was wrong.
"Save me! I just bit the spoon and it's going to be discovered by humans that something is wrong! Save me!" Ling Pingzhi was horrified again. He gradually felt relieved when he found that no one was looking around him.
He simply got upset and swallowed the whole spoon.
"This way no one will notice...it's just a spoon missing."
He was a prisoner of [the game]. He was a bit reluctant in the past. He lost his freedom and the opportunity to go further, just like being in prison.
but now……
"When he greets me from now on, I will definitely smile. Smile, yes, smile."
Ling Pingzhi used his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, then stood up and left.
A spoon is missing and no one really notices it.
"I still have some doubts, why do you want to help humans?"
"A world where humans are about to become extinct...there are probably countless such worlds...what does it have to do with you?"
"Wait a minute... He has the ability to create. Who are you, you, you, you, you can't be created... I didn't mean to know! Really not!"
The strange visitor "Ling Pingzhi" felt that he had gleaned some important information. He was trembling with fear, and his hairs stood on end.
"Is it too late for me to forget now?"
The blue light flashed, seeming to be sneering, mocking, and sarcastic...
This is the first time in Ling Pingzhi's human career that he has felt such a sense of fear.
The most dangerous thing in the world is "knowing".
"Knowing" may lead to contact.
Ling Pingzhi fell into a desperate situation...
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Only the youngest daughter of the landlady found that a spoon was missing when she was clearing away the dishes. She couldn't help pouting and cursing in her heart.
"It's so annoying that that boy who is good at eating actually steals things!"
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Ling Ping took out the garbage in the Internet cafe and mopped the floor several times, just like the cleaners in the Internet cafe, cleaning up the environment inside.
And Han Xiaoyue was laughing beside her: "You are so diligent, you don't get paid for cleaning. Also, don't try to steal my job, I am... a well-connected person."
Ling Pingzhi nodded and bowed, not daring to neglect this strange mortal.
"Also, the daughter of the auntie's dumplings next door seems to be a bit jealous of you. She just sent me a WeChat message saying that you stole their spoon and asked you to return it as soon as possible."
Ling Pingzhi got goosebumps one after another.
"This world is really crazy!"
"She discovered that I was eating a spoon!"
Ling Pingzhi still doesn't know what "Han Xiaoyue", a woman who looks like a mortal, is.
The game between high dimensions is really terrifying, with all kinds of points, lines and planes interspersed... He has no idea why he dared to participate in this kind of game before.
The ignorant are fearless...
"Wait until I pull it out and then give it back to her."
"Huh? You won't eat it, right?" Han Xiaoyue deliberately frightened him, with a smile on her face, "You won't... be the kind of person with special powers?"
"I'm an ordinary person. I'm going to the supermarket to buy a new one. I just broke the spoon... I didn't steal it!" Ling Pingzhi screamed loudly, and his reaction was particularly loud.
"Oh, then go quickly."
Today's "Ling Pingzhi" has a "self-awareness" comparable to humans.
In fact, the supernatural ability has dropped significantly, and even the form of thinking has changed.
Now...he just wants to be a salted fish and enjoy the happiness that belongs only to humans.
He bought a new spoon from the supermarket, returned it, and went back to hide in his box. Only then did he feel a little bit safer.
But that bit of blue light still followed him unhurriedly.
"What do you want me to do if you keep following me? Didn't I agree that I would provide you with one drop of well water a month?"
"You, you, you... you want to get my body?!" Ling Pingzhi screamed, "How can this be done? This won't work, it's outside the agreement! Wouldn't it be better if you just let him create it? And
What can't he solve?"
Everything in the world has to pay a price, even for the devil...
Ling Pingzhi got used to human life and naturally lost his previous adventurous spirit.
A little game of "whack-a-mole" can keep you entertained for a long time.
Recently, he has become addicted to a difficult strategy game called Blue Alert, which is very suitable for a handicapped person like him and can probably be played for several months.
"Oh, I didn't think like this before. I used to do all kinds of calculations to get some..." Ling Pingzhi sighed and twitched his ears a few times, "But now, if something is of great benefit, it has to be
If you bear the risk of death, then you would rather not do it."
"I really can't bear your fierce game."
"...It's best to lie flat."
"But I don't quite understand... If you want to help humans and defeat [Delusion] in a short period of time, it's almost impossible, right?"
The game between behemoths takes hundreds, thousands, or even ten thousand years.
Unless there is a huge difference in rank between the two sides, loopholes can be found instantly and the opponent can be suppressed quickly.
The two demon gods currently in conflict have similar power levels.
This means that it may take hundreds or thousands of years to determine the winner.
but……
Some people can’t wait!
Who wants to wait hundreds of years for a follow-up plot? By then, the day lilies will be cold.
"So, we must use more off-site forces? Use my power?" Ling Pingzhi almost understood, he said to himself, "Let me think about it... I am also a human being now. The thinking of a low-entropy body
The method is indeed interesting, and they are the most enjoyable race in the Aether Abyss. But I have to get something before I can help you."
"Ling Pingzhi, Ling Pingzhi, are you there?" Ling Pingzhi heard a few bullshit kids outside looking for him, shouting very loudly.
"If something happens, don't make any noise. We are doing business."
The Internet cafe has free air conditioning and WiFi, and many children come here to enjoy the cool air. These are Ling Pingzhi's human friends, and they often play "Glory of Overlord" together.
Anyway, everyone is a bit of a pickle, so don’t dislike anyone.
Under normal circumstances, as long as there is no chaos and destruction, the tolerant "Internet cafe owner" will not meddle in other people's business. Even the boss always thinks that it is good to be lively.
Of course, no idlers are allowed on the second floor.
Ordinary people will actually subconsciously ignore the stairs to the second floor. They don't even know that the second floor exists.
From here, no sound from the second floor can be heard.
Even if I could hear it, I wouldn’t dare to eavesdrop!
If you listen randomly, big trouble will happen!
That is a private place that only those who are "favored" and formally invited can go...
Ling Pingzhi looked in the mirror. Perhaps due to the lack of sunlight, his face was a little pale and his limbs were relatively thin. He looked like a malnourished shota.
And a little cute.
It's a pity that she's not a girl.
He lamented in his heart.
But gender is not something he can actively choose.
Maybe his human body was also "created"?
While the blue light had not disappeared, Ling Pingzhi asked again: "If...I help you...when will you be able to have more human emotions? For example...**?"
"The girl next door who makes dumplings...is not bad either."
One of the three major illusions in life has appeared: my phone vibrates, I can fight back, she likes me.
Ling Pingzhi quickly explained: "No, no, no, I found that most of human emotions are related to sex... Many small websites are playing reproduction-related content, and the number of clicks is quite high, but I don't understand this at all.
What’s the point of repeating mechanical movements back and forth? Without this desire, it would really be a lot less fun.”
The blue light in the air flickered, as if it was mocking in a bad way.
"I...can't have **? My name can't have this kind of desire? Why?"
"Okay, I helped you. As long as you owe me a favor, it's okay...after all, you are such a great god." Ling Pingzhi lay back down again, and then he heard something and jumped up from the bed, "
My best partner is the Blood Demon? As long as the Blood Demon comes here, I can have **?"
"Oh, I never want to see it again in my life. Please don't get it in, please, please, please!"
Ling Pingzhi unscrewed the cap of the sugar-free Coke bottle with some horror and took a deep sip.
After a few seconds, he showed an intoxicated expression.
This bottle of magical Coke can never be finished. And after drinking it, it will give people a lazy and refreshing feeling, as if they are bathing in the bright sunshine in spring and turning into a catnip-sucking cat.
Wild cat lying on the ground.
Ling Pingzhi is addicted to the feeling of being a "wild cat" and cannot extricate himself.
In the past, he had never thought that after going through all the hard work to ascend to the upper world, he would actually become a super dead man.
He is addicted to the joy that "self-awareness" brings.
It is no longer possible to go back to the past.
What is floating, what is the devil, it has nothing to do with me!
All he wants to do is drink Coke, sleep, and play games!
"Ling Pingzhi, Ling Pingzhi, are you here?" A child outside greeted him, "Have you finished the phone call? The Glory of Tyrants is about to start."
"I have something to do today and I'm so tired that I won't play games anymore!"
Under Lan Guang's urging, Ling Pingzhi slowly walked out of the Internet cafe.