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"His soul is gone."

"Whose hands did it go to? I can't see clearly. Is it the goddess of the night?"

"He is not the only backup. Everyone in the cocoon is Tianzun's backup. If he dies, when will the next one come?"

…………

Edward returned home in a good mood. It was already dark just after seven o'clock, and Amon was tinkering with something in the kitchen.

The owl, which was dozing with one eye closed, faithfully relayed what it saw to the devil. He saw that in the half hour after he went out, Amon made "steamed chicken legs in a steamer",

"Wrap strawberry chocolate-flavored pork and cabbage dumplings", "Put the prepared bread dough in the microwave", "Put the rice cakes in the oven" and other unreasonable behaviors, and try to desecrate both Eastern and Western food cultures through these behaviors

Make yourself an edible dinner... Where did the microwave come from?

After being scratched by the outer god's eyes, Amon took out a sealed item of the storm path from the simple microwave oven:

"I read the Electrical Manufacturing Guide."

"Then I discovered that the essence of 'microwaves' and 'electromagnetic waves' are finely controlled electric currents, so I gave it a try."

Under the watchful eyes of his four eyes, he took out the bread dough from the bowl and saw that the severely unevenly heated bread was half wet and half dry, and because there were too many bubbles and not enough temperature, it formed a bad sponge-like structure, like yellow bacteria.

Climbing up the wall of the bowl. Edward frowned at this overly creative bread shape, but Amon was very interested in putting the seal and bread dough back into the simple microwave oven to continue heating.

This device is so simple that it doesn’t even have a temperature and time control panel, let alone sophisticated circuits and electronic components. And Amon doesn’t know a certain rule of thumb for the safe use of microwave ovens. The bread dough is held in a glass bowl...

Ten seconds later, an expected explosion sounded, glass particles flew everywhere, and the owl covered its face with its wings.

The servants appeared consciously and began to clean up the messy wreckage. Amon, who had his head permed, looked at the broken glass and the steaming bread dough, picked up the sealed object, pinched his eye sockets, and his mouth was hard.

He laughed and said: "Interesting, interesting, the old civilization was so terrifying."

After cleaning up everything, Amon came to the table with his food trial product, picked up a black, still liquefying strawberry chocolate skin pork and cabbage dumpling with his hands, and put it in with Edward's (-) expression.

Amon chewed it, then stole his taste and gave it to a random servant. The unfortunate devil retched on the spot.

He said nonchalantly: "Can humans who didn't even have extraordinary abilities in the past be able to develop such a magical thing?"

"...No, no one invented this thing. It was just a random idea when you were bored and wasted ingredients."

"I mean the microwave oven." Amon used a fork to fiddle with the rice cake that was baked hard in the oven. The fork couldn't penetrate, so Amon cut it open with a knife. The rice cake made a sound like a brick after being sawed by a chainsaw.

sound.

Both those who could cook and those who couldn't were silent.

"I actually just want to try electrical appliances from the old days."

Amon spread his hands and said innocently and helplessly: "I didn't expect that the most popular thing in that era was the ability of the storm path. Various electrical, electromagnetic waves, electrical signals, networks... In the beginning, who thought of it?

To harness the power of thunder and lightning? Isn’t that purely natural?”

"Thunder and lightning have been considered the wrath of the gods since ancient times."

Edward replied: "But some scientists invented storage batteries and used electrical energy to do some experiments. Later, a brave man wanted to confirm whether these electrons as energy sources were the same thing as the thunder and lightning in the sky. So he went on a thunderstorm day

, I flew a metal kite into the sky, trying to guide the lightning into the storage battery."

"He wasn't hacked, no, he wasn't electrocuted?"

"No. It didn't reach the threshold. He survived, which proves that thunder and lightning are not the wrath of gods at all, but just a natural phenomenon."

"In addition, he later continued to campaign for the independence of the colony where he was born, so someone said of him: 'He obtained thunder and lightning from the sky, and obtained civil rights from the tyrant.'" Edward thought of the situation in the southern continent and the sea,

Smiling slightly sarcastically, "If he still wants to do this now, go to the dungeon room of Storm Church."

After hearing the story, Amon felt a little regretful: "But the thunder and lightning now is indeed the wrath of God."

"Yes." The devil didn't care, "So these are reasonable, correct and natural."

"Because God exists, it is not surprising that the country and royal family supported by God can last for thousands of years. Because God exists, electricity, wind, and solar energy are not even imaginable. Who dares to let the power of gods be used for themselves? Only

It can be replaced by gas, steam and machinery."

The servant brought a cup of coffee and placed it respectfully in front of the devil. His expression was neither sad nor joyous, revealing a sense of indifference and a sense of regret: "There is also the so-called sacrifice... forget it, this is the opposite.

It's a bit irrelevant. In short, all this powerlessness and inability to change are correct and reasonable. They are too natural, so there is no need to change. It is precisely because people think so, God thinks so, and all people think so, so I think

Human civilization has ended long ago, and what we have now is disgusting garbage."

"I feel like I can understand your decision point."

"But why do you use the human and social norms of the past to judge the world today instead of letting it develop as it has?"

"Because there is no natural development in this world."

The Outer God said: "When extraordinary creatures are born and humans are still weak, humans no longer have the ability to become the masters of the world again. According to complete estimates, after the chaos of the first era, a small number of people with sanity

The ancient gods will gradually build their own civilization, and will also stop at a certain stage because their power solidifies their classes. The civilizations of giants, dragons, elves and phoenixes will compete with each other. This process will last for a long, long time, and humans will serve as domestic animals.

The roles of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.”

Amon thought of dinosaurs for no reason. According to the encyclopedia of the old era, chickens, ducks, and birds are basically degenerated from dinosaurs. The master who once dominated the world has become a meal. The ancient sun god swept everything, is it equivalent to

A resurrected dinosaur god? He wiped out the civilization of humans and other races, allowing birds to retake the world?

"Then, some outstanding humans will be selected as managers of other domestic animals, and then there will be resistance and the rise of the human race. This period will be about 10,000 years later. Human beings will rely on the most advantageous part of themselves.

——Thinking ability slowly gains advantages. In the end, they may fight against extraordinary creatures, they may be completely destroyed, or they may return to their status as the primates of all things. In short, they have fought with their own strength and gained a certain degree of success.

victory."

"So you actually have a problem with my father." Amon analyzed rationally and thought seriously, "His arrival changed everything."

"Maybe. I do want to witness the natural development. Although I don't agree with it a little, I admit the achievements and greatness of the ancient sun god." God said, "He forcibly reversed the development of civilization to another path, and on this path, the old

The Japanese civilization cannot be reproduced, and the extraordinary civilization created by the human group that I was waiting for has been completely cut off. If the God who claims to protect mankind and the world needs humans to sacrifice for Him, then let this world die."

Amon ate rice cakes that tasted like chewing bricks, and asked vaguely: "Has the matter of the heir to the Origin Castle been resolved?"

The devil nodded, slightly absent-minded.

"I know you must have taken the opportunity to sense the aura of Origin Castle." The Outer God glanced at Amon flatly, and Amon felt like he was being stared at by empty light blue eyes again, "If you really did that,

It’s not me that you should be wary of, but your own body.”

"Because you decided to go back over there."

"...Yes. Only when I return there can I feel more clearly what 'I' really am."

One of the clones of a born mythical creature smiled nonchalantly, but his expression was not relaxed enough: "I hope to gain your favor."

"The incident with the Beria family inspired me, so I hope you can give me your blessing to prevent them from discovering my abnormality."

The outer god slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon decorated with gold, added two spoons of milk and a cube of sugar, and stirred the mixture into a wonderful vortex. He did not pick up the cup, but the liquid level inside was still the same.

He lowered it bit by bit, revealing the patterns in the cup, and He said coldly:

"It's a huge price to pay."

"I can work hard to pay for it."

"What I want is not something from the present or the past. I want you to pay for your future." The Decline King said, "I can give you a blessing. In exchange, you let me see the future that is possible."

Possibility, in the final analysis, is just a "possibility", the one with greater possibility of realization among thousands of future branches, similar to destiny, but completely different. "The most likely ending" does not equal the "real future", such as swaying

The fire may be extinguished at any time, and it is also easily affected by various natural and man-made disasters. The half body of the spirit walking on the ground is not good at the authority of another self, so it can only vaguely perceive it.

"I feel now that the price I can pay with money and material things is very cheap." Amon's face looked ugly, but not completely ugly. He asked, "Why are you not obsessed with money this time?"

"Obsessed about money? So that's how you see me."

The outer god asked back: "Why don't you think that using some metal sheets and paper to make the angels work hard without complaint is very worthwhile?"

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The next morning, at nine ten o'clock, Mrs. Summer Starling walked out of the house, followed by the servants who packed and transported furniture and luggage.

The carriage was busy. The young, beautiful and show-off lady held her head high and her slender neck was like a swan. She tried her best to stand elegantly and eye-catching, showing her beauty generously. She tilted her head slightly to look at her.

In the direction of the tenant, I saw a brand new newspaper stuffed into the mailbox at Mr. Sherlock's door. It had not been taken out yet, and a "Master is not here" sign was hanging on the top of the wooden door.

Mr. Moriarty left home very early... She raised her chin slightly, withdrew her gaze without thinking too much, and began to order the servants.

Southwest of Backlund, Faye Manor.

The demonic servants responsible for maintaining the manor have finished their work and have been sent back to Edward Vaughn. Members of the Aurora Society skillfully acted as coachmen, servants, gardeners, maids and noble families, taking over this property with an annual rent of 7

A vast manor worth ten thousand pounds.

Only some people were accidentally injured at the beginning of exploring this huge sealed object house. Now the members of the Aurora Society have successfully understood the structure of this manor and various secret passages and secret rooms.

Medici stood in front of the glass door at the entrance of the garden, took two deep breaths, and felt nervous and frightened like never before.

He was irritated, and suddenly reached out and rubbed Amon's hair. Amon was distracted and did not avoid the sneak attack from the Red Angel. The black hair on his head suddenly stood up. The Red Angel immediately laughed and dodged after the attack.

Pulling away from each other, Amon was furious, but he didn't want to get angry, so he hooked his fingers and stole Medici's sense of direction. He watched the Red Angel step on his left foot with his right foot and spin twice before feeling relieved: "

what are you doing?"

Not wanting Medici to grin: "It's so nostalgic."
To be continued...