Demon Lord 3

Looking at the True God's relieved smile, I asked him what this had to do with him. He said of course it had something to do with him. He thought that was great, and if he had a girlfriend, she would take care of me like this. I glanced at him and said that he would never have a girlfriend in his life. Just because of his behavior, he asked me what I had done. I said that he was not doing his job properly. He just looked at his own little piece of land every day and had nothing to do. He also teased us and used us as experiments. He also directly asked me to look at the proportion of the place. If his location was calculated according to our actual situation, our world would not be as big as a speck of dust in his hand. His land was vast, but I couldn't imagine it. However, I did not mention this matter, but continued to raise the issue of the girlfriend I just mentioned. She couldn't have a girlfriend. After all, there were only a handful of women who came here. It seemed that there was no one else except me. I looked at myself and then at him, and then told him directly that this was impossible. He also laughed heartily and said, " "Little girl, you really dare to think that you can be my woman. You are still a little immature. Don't think about this kind of thing. "Looking at his contemptuous look, I also looked down on him helplessly, saying that what he thought was unrealistic, and told him that in our time, some men were irresponsible, and women didn't even want to have children, and some didn't even want to get married. They were single like him all their lives, without love, and they were not willing to sacrifice themselves. Maybe this was selfish, but it was also a kind of protection for themselves, not like the so-called older generation who were willing to get married and have children. He shook his head and said that it was not the rich who were willing to get married and have children, but the poor who didn't want to have their own children. I asked him why, and he told me that it was because preventing slaves from continuing to become slaves was not about slaves changing themselves from slaves to slaves, but about preventing the birth of little slaves. I asked him why there should be class divisions, and he said that it was because there was already a distinction between strong and weak. I asked him if he was willing to have children? He fell silent, shook his head, and said, "No, I don't want to." His expression suggested something was weighing on his mind, so I didn't press for explanation. But I posed another question: could his realm understand our inner thoughts? He said he could try, but there was always a layer of illusion between us. I asked him what illusion, and he explained that despite his immense abilities, reaching the realm between the two worlds was difficult. My own world was separated by a layer of dreams, so he couldn't reach us directly. Thinking of this, I nodded helplessly. Then I asked him why no one in our world wanted to marry and have children. Was it because it was too bad, or was it because they didn't want to create slaves, given the near-extinction of slaves these days? He said he believed slavery meant working for someone else and obeying their orders. Without absolute power, everyone seemed like a slave. Thinking of this, I looked at him. Aside from him, wouldn't all of us be slaves? Aren't everyone standing here his inferior? So why didn't he want to have children? But I seemed embarrassed to ask this question, afraid that he would say that he kept me because he had no other woman. I started to ask him the same questions as before, about the two lives ago. He seemed to have understood my intentions, so he was unwilling to pay attention to me. I asked him some irrelevant questions again. The first one was to ask me if I would be willing to have a child if I encountered this kind of problem. Could he tell whether I was willing to have a child? After hearing this question, he nodded and said, "Of course I want it, but the person next to me seems to have no conditions." After saying that, he smiled slightly, as if he was being ridiculed. I said it was only because that way of practice did not allow it, not because he really had a problem. The True God also smiled evilly at me, then put his mouth close to my ear and said, "Why are you defending that kid so much? Then tell me, does he really have a problem, or is he fake? Have you ever tried to find a problem?" Seeing him like this, and deliberately concealing the secret, I was so angry that I wanted to hit him, but he stopped my hand in mid-air, grabbed my hand, and then put me back on the seat. I had no choice but to drink a few more sips of wine. He also laughed at my current appearance, saying that I really looked like a hamster. After saying that, he laughed to himself.