The corridor was full of paintings, and Qi Leren walked forward, and was inevitably attracted by some works.

The suspicious demon is like a dedicated commentator, knowing the origin of each painting as much as possible. He is a very knowledgeable demon. Qi Leren heard a series of content about art, architecture, science and even religion from him, which surprised him.

"In fact, I have collected several versions of the "Classic". It has been quite popular in the demon world in recent years." said the suspicious demon.

After all, the Demon King of Destruction personally brought the goods, and the high-level demons handed a copy, and the only designated textbook for the deliberation team, if you fail the exam, you will lose your head.

It can be seen that the exams in the Demon Realm are much more cruel than those in the world. If you fail to take the exams in the Demon Realm, you will lose your life.

The suspicious demon expressed deep regret for this. It was not that he sympathized with the experiences of these unlucky demons, but that he regretted that the destruction king did not understand the art of killing, and that the simple and crude behavior of beheading was not fun.

At least the demons who failed the exam should be hung on the cross outside the exam room, so that the group of "excellent students" who passed the exam would happily decide their way of death - I believe that they will fully utilize the creativity of the demons and make every colleague's corpse strange.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad? The demons are not so empathetic creatures. They will only shed greedy saliva because the rabbit dies.

"How good is your "Classic"?" asked Qi Leren.

"I think it should be that I can keep my head from leaving my neck." The suspicious demon replied humorously.

"..." What teachings did a backbone of the deceitful demon king camp learn? Qi Leren's eyes gradually became wrong when he looked at him.

"Researching the Scriptures is just my personal interest. If you live in the Demon Realm for a long time, you will understand how boring creatures the higher demons are. Survival is easy for us, and it is not a problem to reproduction - if necessary, I already have tens of thousands of blood heirs now, and I am afraid I don't have enough fatherly love to share them." The suspicious demon shrugged, "We have a lot of boring time to find some fun. For example, I am very interested in the technology in your dusk land."

Qi Leren: "Oh? Which aspect?"

"Research field. I sponsored a lot in my own territory... Well, alchemists, scientists, magicians? You can call it anyway, they do the same thing anyway. In short, I will sponsor them to do experimental research, and sometimes they will get good results, such as stable electricity. In the past, we had to rely on catching lightning or running magic circles to generate electricity, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive, but now it is much cheaper."

It turns out that this is still an angel investor in the Demon World version? Qi Leren was a little surprised: "So you are on power now?"

He wanted to bring in an order for electrical appliances from the Demon World for the dusk land, but the suspicious demon's answer was beyond his expectations.

"Oh, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. We mainly use electricity to execute. Have you heard of electric chairs? It's now a best-selling salesman in the Demon World, and the electric chair factory I invested in is worth a lot of money every day."

“…”

It is worthy of being a simple and simple demon world.

If the demons hadn't had their reproductive ability far surpassed that of humans, they would have long since been destroyed by killing each other. However, perhaps the habit of fighting among the demons was to balance their overly terrible fertility rate.

Think about the flesh and blood hive. When Qi Leren heard about this kind of bug-like existence of demon arsenal, he understood why humans had no choice but to do anything to demons during the two world wars - low-level demons were born too many and grew too fast, and they were simply endless.

After capturing enough lower female demons, carnivorous plants used their uterus to produce descendants, and within a year, they could breed tens of thousands of demon soldiers who obeyed the instructions. These soldiers looked strange, but they followed the instructions of their mothers, and continued to predate and proliferated like worker bees serving the queen bees, migrating like locusts...

The demon world is therefore rich and barren.

Rich lies in the "Sky Jellyfish" source of food that is spread all over the country. They are mobile farms floating in the sky. These photosynthesis jellyfish chase light and water vapor, drifting around in the wind, feeding countless animals and demons that feed on them.

But its taste is not good. Qi Leren occasionally sees Ning Zhou eating while drinking white coffee. If he eats food made of sky jellyfish, his expression will be very serious.

"By the way, I have also collected a few very special works. If you are interested, I can introduce them to you." The suspicious demon said diligently.

"Need not……"

As soon as Qi Leren said his words to refuse, he saw the suspicious demon standing in front of several charcoal sketches, and asked with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse, you can take a look before making a decision."

Qi Leren stared at the few charcoal sketches in front of him, and stood in the cathedral in the ice field, the light and shadow cast from the church's colored glass dome, the holy elephants and murals in the church... Qi Leren had no appreciation for his paintings, but he suddenly felt a strong sense of loneliness lingering in his heart, which was the emotions conveyed to him by the painter silently in his brushstrokes.

Finally he stopped in front of the only sketch without religious elements. He was a furry penguin, wrapped in a thick scarf, and was poking his cute little head out of it.

Suddenly, the suppressed loneliness dissipated, leaving only a full sense of tenderness dedicated to the creatures in the painting.

If you looked at the first few paintings, Qi Leren had just a vague premonition. When he saw this painting, he was already sure: this is Ning Zhou's painting.

"Where did you get these paintings?" Qi Leren asked.

"The Demon Destruction King once traveled in the Northern Continent of the human world, and many paintings were spread all over the place. For example, I bought these paintings from a human merchant. This merchant often traveled between major dioceses of the Holy See and bought some supplies. These paintings were bought from the Destruction King... Ah, I guess he was about fifteen or sixteen years old at that time." said the suspicious devil.

Qi Leren: "How much did he spend?"

The suspicious demon smiled: "A bottle of wine. I think this should be a very cost-effective deal, considering that when I bought the painting from him, he offered the price in gold coins."

As he said, the suspicious demon smiled even brighter: "I had accepted this price very simply. But my attitude gave him the illusion that he could bargain again. He said that this was a painting of a dead saint, and he had to add money - he might have mistakenly thought I was a human cult as 'devoted' as him. So I demonstrated the way we demons do business... In short, I 'buyed' these paintings and didn't even pay for a bottle of wine."

Finally, the lonely and depressed boy placed everything in his faith.

All trials are to purify the original sin of filth and impurities.

He must believe that the temptation he has suffered will not exceed what he can bear, and God will help him overcome temptation.

Then he can achieve completeness without any shortcomings.

So, those resentment, those guilt, and those degenerate indulgences ended.

His painful heart was calmed.

Year after year, the young Ning Zhou and the choir children sang chants together to welcome the first ray of sunshine after the long extreme night.

This light witnessed his growth every year.

His facial features faded from his youthfulness, his figure gradually became tall and tough, and there was no longer any confusion in his beautiful blue eyes.

He finally passed his teenage years of loneliness and pain, alone.

Until he lost his weakness and rebellion when he was young, until his heart was tenacious enough, until he earned himself a position and respect in the Holy See with his efforts that far surpassed ordinary people.

It was not until then that Qi Le met him.

That year, Ning Zhou was twenty-one years old.

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PS: The prototype of the sky jellyfish is a fantasy creature: Jupiter jellyfish. Some scientists imagine that if life exists on gaseous planets, they will definitely not be able to take root on the surface like on Earth, so they can only choose a state of floating and wandering like marine organisms.

However, it is generally speculated that they cannot live by photosynthesis, but rely on lightning to generate organic matter.

PPS: Le Mei urgently tutored what kind of person Ning Zhou was in adolescence. No matter what Ning Zhou was like at that time, Le Mei would just call her cuteness. This is the filter. I also wrote a joke about Xiao Ning Zhou raising penguins. If you see it, you can move it over.
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