It can be seen from the obvious performances of Demogorgon and Graz'zt that the Abyss is hostile to Toril.
In other words, he has never given up the idea of invading Toril, a world that can provide countless malicious things.
That's why the two demon princes cooperated so obviously.
The Will of the Abyss has always been this absurd existence... He not only hopes that Demogorgon and Graz'zt will be hostile and want to strangle each other to death at any time, but he also requires them to stand on the same side when facing foreign enemies.
At least, on the surface it is.
Even if everyone knows that they are holding each other back, it must be a backstab on the same front.
It's better than the Empress Dowager Cixi, at least the will of the abyss will choose to give benefits to the slaves instead of the enemy.
But his request is really a pain to the demons who have always been chaotic and crazy.
He was clearly an enemy who was about to kill him at sight, but at certain moments he had to endure the enemy standing next to him, with his neck and heart dangling in his sight... He could stab him with just his hand.
However, the big devil who can't help it is a blessing to be able to resume promotion.
Every demon lord who can have a place in the Will of the Abyss has very good performance ability...even if they are notoriously chaotic evil demons.
Graz'zt is obviously a much better actor than Demogorgon.
After all, Demogorgon was already a demon prince when he appeared in front of people, while Graz'zt slowly grew out of being a great demon.
'Cunlu' hugged 'Nanfeng''s arm, with a rare serious look on her face: "Dear, you are right when you say that I can't turn into an actor. My acting skills are not as good as these two big demons with abnormal facial nerves."
The corner of Nanfeng's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he still quickly continued: "This is not a question of whether your acting skills are good enough, but whether you can keep acting and live a realistic life.
In both reality and fiction, there is only a matter of acting."
As a model, if you don't have such a strong ambition, you just need to disguise yourself at work and do some temporary performances.
After work is over, you can completely return to your usual living environment.
The interstellar society does not need to go on a long-term diet to maintain one's figure like in the past. Besides, they don't like the weird and abnormal thinness of the past.
As long as the physiological balance is not disrupted, exercise can basically maintain the body in the healthiest and most perfect stage.
Of course, it's definitely still a little bit more tiring than ordinary people, but working to make money, what's not hard work?
Let’s talk about acting skills...as long as you work, you have to be more or less good at it.
Otherwise, how would you face that annoying colleague at the next table?
You can't resign because of him.
It's not that he can't, but that he deserves it?
But I'm still not good as an actor, and my life is really not something that normal people can live with.
Probably because their acting skills are quite good, they need to be particularly sincere... After all, they can't be like ordinary workers who feel that their colleagues are not doing well and just deal with it and get over it.
They have to act as intimate lovers and loving brothers in the play.
Although some people can be both on and off screen, it is still difficult for most people, especially young people, to do so.
But if you want to take the role, you have to do it.
For these people, the only way is to live their lives as actors in the drama.
Over time, these actors have built themselves an ecosystem that looks particularly harmonious, but is actually more fake than a virtual game. Even when they trick people, they smile.
There are indeed good people, but if good people stay there for a long time, they will live like a fake person.
Also, there is no way to survive by just relying on your face like in the past... The virtual world and robots have completely broken the world where you can only survive by relying on your face.
In the circles of actors, singers, dancers and even idols, only the best can survive.
Before ‘Nanfeng’ became a full-fledged advertising director, it was not that he had never thought about taking a more glamorous path...but the results of the internship told him that he could not do anything.
He knows his wife very well.
Despite the fact that "Cunxu" is doing well in the modeling industry, with her violent temper similar to that of the "Old Sanda King", the only result of entering the acting industry is to quit the industry immediately after beating someone violently.
Just like what happened this time, 'Nanfeng' has actually accepted the reality and chosen his own path in a down-to-earth manner, resolutely eliminating the possibility that the outside world would suspect that he might be involved in some higher-level circles.
He just works as his own little boss and lives by relying on his own brain... The upper class society is indeed very attractive, but those who die in it are much more capable and smarter than him.
‘Nanfeng’ cherishes his family very much.
If it was just him, he might take this opportunity to fight for it.
But, he still has a wife and children!
Therefore, although he knew that the 'young master' was a very good friend and that the child was very sad about this incident, 'Nanfeng' still resolutely chose to cut off all ties.
The temporary sadness and guilt of a friend with whom he has a relatively good relationship cannot be compared with the safety of his family.
Not to mention the affairs in the army, let's talk about the friction between the Meng family and the 'young master' family... This matter is not even a life-and-death duel for these big families... There are so many people.
Became cannon fodder?
For example, if you think the apprentice selection contest held by the artistic master of the Meng family on their planet is very meaningful, wouldn't all the government officials who worked hard to participate in it be ruined?
Even if they can still keep their jobs, their future is completely gone.
Someone who can work so hard to promote this game may not have any ambition.
Of course, 'Nanfeng' would not sympathize with them. These people would certainly not know what the Meng family had done to their family through the hands of that art master, and they just chose to turn a blind eye for their own benefit.
But he saw the most terrifying part of it... Because they felt that the Meng family would definitely win, these people would be so confident that their choice was right.
They have become accustomed to the omnipotence of power, so they have never considered what will happen if they make the wrong choice.
But, behind the power, those who stand are also human beings!
He is also a person who will be completely defeated if he makes a mistake!
After all, their opponents are never ordinary people, but their own kind and even the government and the military.
However, they themselves numbed their hearts and eyes.
‘Nanfeng’ doesn’t want to live like those people one day.
Since he is afraid of the terror of power and does not want to step into that kind of storm, he will still be a mortal living an honest life under the protection of the alliance.
In fact, the alliance's protection for ordinary people is already perfect, as long as you are not greedy.
'Nanfeng' glanced at the lover in his arms tenderly. He was not greedy... but his greed gave him this little family.
Do you really think that true love is so easy to find?
He is not so poor that he must fight for his life!
I already have the best luck, and I can throw away everything else.
'Cunlu' lowered his head and thought for a while, then sighed: "Hey~ I'm still better than my old age, don't you think so?"
'Nanfeng' couldn't help but laugh... His wife's self-awareness is always so cute.
"Do you have to discuss these issues here?" Grazt asked in a deep tone.
Of course he knew that his and Demogorgon's performance could not be hidden from anyone... They didn't want to hide it, they just wanted to show their embarrassment to others.
But having been in a high position for a long time, I really don’t adapt to the undead’s in-your-face sarcastic style.
Why do the undead have to use a common language to make them understand what they are saying?
Although if the other party didn't use it, he might be more upset, but Graz'zt didn't feel that he was being unreasonable at all.
He has always been the one who is tried by others to satisfy their unreasonable demands.
Demogorgon, who had been standing by with a dull expression and obviously absent-minded, suddenly asked: "That undead, what do you think if we stay in this world to fight the devil?"
Graz'zt couldn't help but glance at him: "It seems difficult to pull this world into the abyss."
"Do you think I am you? When did I ever care about such a thing!" Demogorgon looked at Graz'zt mockingly, "Stay out of my business!"
‘Nanfeng’ looked down at his tablet: “This has nothing to do with us.
This is a question that belongs to this world, and you should ask Styx.
Ah, we don’t know the contact information of the Styx Messenger, please find it yourself.”
