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The ghost had a lot of fun, although these battles made it a little restrained.

They took the tram, returning to where they came from, and finally arrived at the Temple of the Black Egg.

The ghost imitated Tony Stark and the others, fell onto the soft bed, and slowly closed his eyes. What happened next?

The ghost thought for a moment.

It's time to rest.

Then the void fell into a slow slumber, and the ghost also lay on the bed, motionless, as if asleep.

But Green had no chance to rest. After all, what he did in the arena today was known to some cunning people. Those nobles who were already frightened were now completely at loggerheads and were clamoring to see the murderer.

As for what these people are clamoring about, that requires some analysis.

Bumblebee also knew that their forcing was partly to understand their attitude. After all, if the ghost was really angry, their ridiculous resistance would not cause any waves at all.

Of course, there are also some idiots who are used as guns. These people are often the ones who die the fastest, but Bumblebee cannot move.

Although those guys are annoying, they at least play some role in maintaining social stability. If we eliminate them all now, the days ahead will be extremely busy.

None of the Five Knights were reliable in politics, Quino was just a qualified warrior, Hera was already working hard to manage Deep Nest, and Moramon and Lurien, along with her and the White Queen, were simply too busy to handle it all. One of the old nobles had gone crazy and hadn't recovered until now, and the two greedy ones had directly deprived him of the chance of resurrection.

The last one is that the owner of the Tower of Love is so stubborn that Bumblebee is often so angry that he wants to push him back into the coffin.

Green and Pure, who have been missing with ghosts for many years, are good at formulating general policies, but are a mess when it comes to handling details.

Now he was a little curious about how her so-called cheap father managed to govern the country. But resurrecting the White King was impossible, at least not in the short term.

It's not that she's greedy for power, but she has no way of being sure that the White King really won't have any bad intentions towards ghosts?

Therefore, power can only be decentralized layer by layer. The advantage is that we no longer have to take care of everything and no longer have to stare blankly at things that are almost filling up two rooms every day. The disadvantages are now becoming apparent.

Therefore, she, who was in need of help, could only temporarily appease these nobles and hope that Green would not burn all these damn insects. Otherwise, in order to prevent chaos, it would be these unlucky guys who would have to work tirelessly.

When Green came, those guys who were shouting arrogantly immediately stopped and took two steps back in silence and fear.

Green just walked slowly with a smile on his face until he came to Bumblebee.

"It is said that?"

He opened his sharp fangs, flames slowly overflowed, and his eyes clearly outlined a smile, but it only made people feel frightened.

"Do you want justice?"

269 ​​They felt the deepest fear

Silence, endless silence.

All the insects shut their mouths in fear, not even having the courage to look at each other.

No insect wants to die. Green's notoriety is like a thick cloth, weighing heavily on all the insects and suffocating all resistance.

Bumblebee looked at the silent scene and thought that she was too kind. Of course, this feeling was only fleeting. She stood there calmly, waiting for Green's next performance.

"If you have no objections, then I think this boring meeting can be ended."

Green was still knocking on the table lightly, as if knocking on their chests. All the insects' faces turned pale, but when the knocking stopped and Green turned around, they did not let go of their fear, but their faces became even paler.

"Do not."

One of the bugs finally couldn't help but stand up. He said no and then trembled and couldn't continue, because he wanted to live, he wanted to live well, and the basis of living now was not to anger the person in front of him.

But if they let the other party go like this, they will be left feeling ashamed for having accomplished nothing. When they return, they will probably become chess pieces that can be discarded at any time in the eyes of those top leaders. They may even be worse than chess pieces. By then, their situation will be so miserable that it may be worse than death. After all, they themselves have done bastard things and naturally know how many ways there are to torture themselves to death within reasonable rules.

As for the idiot who was just being used as a gun, he fainted happily the moment Green arrived, and fainted forever.

After all, an empty shell will never wake up.

As one of the bugs spoke, Green seemed to be stopped by the other party and turned around. The others also gave it their all, but their performance was really disgusting.

There were even insects whose legs trembled, and they knelt down, kowtowed, and said sorry, and only sorry.

Green looked at the insects dancing wildly, and the smile on his face became even wider. He took two steps forward and saw that everyone was frightened by him and even fell to the ground and climbed backwards with their hands and feet. He found it even more interesting.

"I'm too lazy to kill you."

Green looked at a man who was crawling backwards rapidly and stepped on his foot. The intense pain and fear forced his expression to be distorted, but he did not dare to scream or move, and just let himself be stepped on by the other party.

"So you don't have to be too scared. Let me guess, were you sent here by that guy?"

As the name was spoken, the other party's expression changed from surprise to fear, and finally to deathly pale. Green looked at the other party's expression and only found it interesting. He showed a terrible expression and crushed the other party's foot bones fiercely.

The intense pain prompted the other party to scream. After a short scream, the other party quickly closed his mouth, shivered, and closed his eyes as if accepting his fate, fearing that he would suffer even more painful torture.

But Green loosened his feet, took two steps back, and looked around, his tone extremely relaxed, as if he was teasing.

"Let me guess. Are you all forced to come here? Did someone promise you something unrealistic because they don't think you can return alive?"

These words seemed to touch the hearts of the insects, but the emotion of fear ultimately prevailed. However, a few of them who had already suffered mental breakdowns did not care so much. They nodded frantically, agreeing with the other party's statement.

"Perhaps they're waiting to see you perform, sipping fine wine and savoring delicious food. They don't care about your death at all, at most they'll laugh at you and comment on it as if it were something interesting. They never treat you as living creatures, but just a plaything, a plaything that can be discarded at any time, right?"

Green's voice was very deep, without the teasing tone from before. His words seemed like a temptation from the abyss, but for the desperate insects, they were life-saving medicine.

All the insects' emotions towards him changed from fear at the beginning to involuntary approval now. They were almost turning into puppets in his hands. All they had to do was put on the troupe's masks to turn them into puppets completely.

"Interesting. You actually have the nerve to confront me. Why don't you go back and confront them?"

Green chuckled, and his tone suddenly became heavier, weighing heavily on every insect.

The expressions of approval that had once appeared on their faces turned back into fear, and they trembled, not a single one daring to answer his question.

"So why don't you try to take back everything that rightfully belongs to you? Raise your sword against them, let those high and mighty witness your wrath, and make them fear you. Isn't that a wonderful thing?"

If Chunchun or the Doctor saw this scene, they would probably understand what Green was doing. He was training dogs, training a group of loyal dogs, using fear as a whip, some insignificant help as a necklace, and then using beauty as a reward. In this way, the beast, which was originally cowardly, would naturally never be able to crawl out again.

"I allow you to take up arms and kill those who deserve to die. I also believe that you are capable enough to handle everything. Those positions and reputations will eventually be yours, not those who sit in high positions and do nothing. They just took advantage of some of the advantages that came first. It's time for you to leave."

When he said the last sentence, he emphasized his tone and spoke out word by word, causing those bugs that were imagining the future to crawl away immediately.

Those huge swarms of insects quickly fled, leaving behind some worthless empty shells. Green snapped his fingers and burned those empty shells as well.

"Alright." Greene suppressed his smile, which would have made most insects panic, glanced at Bumblebee, and spoke calmly. "Those guys will kill each other. I don't believe those losers can succeed in their resistance, but whether they succeed or fail, it won't hurt."

"If this succeeds, we'll have a new group of obedient dogs. If it fails, it doesn't matter. Those guys will understand the stakes and will respectfully accept the reality. At least it will comfort them for a long time."

After Green finished speaking, he looked at Bumblebee who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and said, "You say."

"…What is a dog?"

“…It means being very obedient.”

"So is there anything else?" Green raised his non-existent eyebrow.

"No more. Also, try not to cause trouble." Bumblebee sighed deeply, rubbed his head, and looked tired.

"Well, if they don't come up and commit suicide." Green shrugged indifferently and disappeared here.

270 Xiaoliu’s Unable to Send a Request for Help

It was pitch black in here, with only the terrifying light from the TV emitting some light.

There was no sun here. Xiaoliu raised her head and stared at the sky. There was no delicious food either. She lowered her head, pinched the sweet honey candy in the pocket of her yellow raincoat, took it out carefully, and peeled off the outermost layer of candy wrapper.

She gave the candy to Mono, who held it with great care. At this moment, Mono had taken off the paper bag on his head and was staring at the candy in his hand. He also carefully picked it up with two fingers, put it to his lips, licked it slowly, and even closed his eyes, as if he had tasted some delicious delicacy.

Xiaoliu didn't have so many concerns. She just threw the candy into her mouth. The sweet taste made her feel like she was back in that beautiful world.

Yes, to her, even Sunflower's world where zombies are rampant is much better than here. At least there is hope and vitality. This world is like a miserable death, and can only barely squeeze out some things that cannot be called hope, which rot along with this dead world.

Xiaoliu savored the sweet taste slowly, without moving a muscle.

Mono looked at Xiaoliu. He always felt that this little friend had undergone some incredible changes since that heroic guy appeared that day, especially when he was being chased by the spider-like monster in the abandoned hospital. He would never forget how the other party casually passed through those moving human models, and those human models fell to the ground with a click as if they had completely lost their souls, and the spider freak disappeared without a trace after letting out a shrill scream.

He even realized that Xiaoliu's desire to chase the past was just being held back by him. This change in his little friend should have made him feel uneasy, but he inexplicably felt that it was as it should be. He scratched his hair in confusion and stopped thinking about it.

Xiao Liu looked at the other person and the distinct word "arrogance" written above his head. After thinking for a moment, he decisively opened the chat group.

【Seven Deadly Sins of Gluttony】SIX: Pride, what is it?

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: Good question. Arrogance is an emotion, a very, very arrogant emotion.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: Steve, you are going to make me laugh to death. Arrogance refers to a very arrogant emotion. It's so funny.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Architect: I am thinking about this issue very seriously, okay!

[Balanced Scientist] Great Scientist: Arrogance refers to an attitude of looking down on others and looking down on others. It basically describes a person who thinks that what he does is right.

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: Wilson has said almost everything he needs to say, and there is probably nothing to add.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Pride, the first of the seven deadly sins. According to religious concepts, the most important crime is disrespect for God, that is, being insolent and arrogant towards all things. How come you have met the owner of arrogance?

【Traveler】Have you seen my sister? :? Why do I feel like I don’t understand a bit?

[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: I see. I misunderstood.

[Balanced Scientist] Great Scientist: Oh, so this is what arrogance is?

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Master Architect: Oh, I see.

Shi had no idea what was going on, but pretended to know in order to cooperate with others.

[God of the Void] Ghost: So you need help over there?

The ghost lay on his back on the bed and began to think about the mission. To be honest, all he needed for points now was resurrection and modification of buildings. As for the improvement of his own abilities, it seemed that because of the void, he could immerse himself, and the effect was almost the same as the system improvement. By the way, it had assimilated more than half of the amulets. As for the crystal sprint, it had been completely assimilated successfully. The black imperial wings were a sign of the completion of assimilation.

But ghosts really like to visit different worlds to satisfy their curiosity and desire to fight.

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: If you need help, I will be there as soon as possible.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Oh my goodness, Sloth Skull actually said he'd be there first. What's wrong with this world? Has it mutated? Or have I traveled to a parallel universe?

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister? : I find it a little strange too...

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: Don't say that! Keep some faith. We're old buddies after all, so we must have traveled through time together. After all, every time he goes on a mission, it's to earn points, strengthen himself, and solve their problems. Now that the problems over there are completely solved, he actually says he wants to go on a mission himself! What an incredible situation!

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: It is really regrettable that you don't trust me. I am just telling the truth.

Shan Si opened the chat group, stood on the balcony, and looked at all the beautiful things. This beautiful life was fought for by everyone in the chat group through joint efforts. Now it was his turn to contribute his efforts and do his bit for other group members who were still in the vortex. This was what he should do.

He stood quietly on the balcony with his hood pulled up, blue light flashing in his eyes.

He is indeed a lazy skeleton, but sometimes, he also wants to indulge in burning.

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: If necessary, remember to complete the quest. Well, to be honest, I have been interested in your world for a long time. After all, the ghost described your world as dead. I don’t quite understand what kind of world can be described as dead. After all, the ghost has basically been to every world and done the quests in every place. Of course, if I can help you in this regard, I will do my best. After all, it’s not like a dead world can’t be revived, right?

[Seven Deadly Sins of Gluttony] SIX: Desolate, lifeless, companions, problems.

Just when Xiaoliu was about to issue the task, a system prompt sound interrupted her thoughts and ideas.

[Task cannot be published]

She looked at it with some confusion, and before she could figure out what was going on, the chat group's ability was locked as well.

In the gap between the world and time, an invisible figure seems to be whispering to himself.

[Having been influenced by so many things, what will you choose? Will you continue to repeat the same old path?]

271 Discussions and discussions in the chat group

【Seven Deadly Sins of Gluttony】SIX: Mission, Unable, Power, Lock.

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister? Um, Six, what happened over there? I'm a little worried.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Oh my god, Stark, how about you send her a machine that learns how to talk? I really can't stand it.

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: You think I don't have any? It's just that the machine seemed to stop functioning over there, and even the artificial intelligence fell asleep. Luckily, after being teleported back, it gradually regained its mobility. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have lost a loyal subordinate forever.

[Weapon Master] A Great Cell: Let me guess, I can’t complete the mission because my power is locked?

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: A more accurate statement would be that she has no way of issuing a request for help to us, and her own power is also locked.

[Balanced Scientist] Great Scientist: ...This sounds like very bad news, no less than those annoying dogs that attack on time. It is even more dedicated than an alarm clock and more accurate than the sun.

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: This is indeed not a good phenomenon. This situation has never happened in the chat group. No, it happened once, once in my world.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Oh, for example, that so-called "player" was indeed extremely troublesome that time. After all, it was the first time I saw a penalty for mission failure, and the penalty was particularly severe.

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: ...If we had lost then, we monsters might not have had the slightest chance to struggle, and could only lie down peacefully and wait for the cruel teasing chosen by fate.