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I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 541

Chapter 541 - Please let me be a little more stupid!

Chapter 541: Please let me be a little more stupid!

“You are the Emperor of the South Sea…”

“The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos…”

“Suddenly you met the Emperor of Chaos in the center…”

A terrifying chant echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

In a half-asleep state, Amon, one of Solomon’s 72 pillar demon gods, heard this whisper. Even to a god, it was filled with taboos and omens.

In the whisper, in the depths of the fog, shadows could be seen. The tentacles on the terrifying monster’s face could be seen touching the blood and flesh covered with blood vessels and tissues above its head.

The tentacles and the blood vessels were linked together.

It formed a strange and terrifying symbiotic relationship.

And this terrifying whisper seemed to have come from the tentacles.

Just listening to it, Amon thought about it and quickly fainted.

Don’t listen to these whispers.

Because his intuition told him that even Gods couldn’t listen to such ominous taboos.

If he listened, he might have to face some kind of horror.

But he couldn’t do anything.

He couldn’t faint no matter what.

In the whispers, he became more awake.

The thing that bound him quietly let go of the restrictions.

It seemed that the master of the whispers deliberately let him listen to these taboos.

“You conspired to report the virtue of Chaos…”

“Quote, ‘Everyone has seven orifices, to see, hear, eat, and rest. This is unique. Try to chisel it!’”

“‘Chisel one orifice and Chaos will die in seven days!’”

When the whispers reached this part, they became unprecedentedly gloomy and low.

The fog in the Nightmare Square thickened because of it.

In the rolling fog, a huge figure stood tall, swaying crazily.

He stuffed a terrifying murmur directly into Amon’s brain.

This murmur was a question.

“If Chaos doesn’t allow it…”

“Would you dare to chisel their orifices?”

When this question was asked.

Amon’s crow’s head shattered into pieces.

He screamed.

The body of the demon god shattered inch by inch.

In the end, the Nightmare Square that was shrouded in the fog was left with only a burning bow.

It was the bow of a space sailboat that had been shattered by someone.

On the bow, there was a faint scorched human-shaped mark.

A solar flare was swaying in it.

In the solar flare, there was a string of ancient words.

These words were blurry and incomplete.

But within them, the main god was radiant.

There were silhouettes of falcons, bulls, and lions flashing between these characters.

One could vaguely see the outline of ‘Ra’.

Amon, one of the 72 pillars of Solomon, was only a weapon forged from the embers.

Meow!

A meow was heard among the fog of Nightmare Square.

The black-haired girl carefully appeared.

Then, she held the burning broken bow of the ship with trembling hands.

She held it in her hand like a treasure.

Because this was the remains of her father.

The black-haired girl kowtowed deeply into the fog.

She knew that this was a supreme kindness.

If it wasn’t for the great God of Formlessness’s magnanimity, the remains of her father would have been locked in the body of God Amon forever.

Not only that, but he would also have to endure being trampled on and endless humiliation.

This was the fate of the loser.

Not only would he have to kill, but he would also have to punish his heart!

In the end, he would have to deconstruct all the elements of the victim.

He would have become a joke, a villain in a third-rate novel, a chamber pot, and toilet paper.

The Great One in the depths of the fog did not pay any attention to the black-haired girl.

In his eyes, this was just something he did casually.

Now…

He had more important things to do!

He took advantage of the moment when the traitors were locked onto by the divine might of their great master who had awakened for a short time.

He completely blocked off the traitors’ escape routes.

He forced them onto the sacrificial grounds that had been prepared for them.

He made them sink into despair.

Then, one by one, they were found by their master.

Slaughtered, destroyed!

Ling Ping’an slowly opened his eyes.

All the past events flashed through his mind.

He looked at his hands.

They were white, clean, and thin.

He looked around.

The room was very clean and tidy.

But everything seemed to have changed.

Before he realized it, he had already sat in front of the desk.

The rice paper on the desk was filled with crooked ancient characters.

These characters were like the inscriptions that the ancestors carved on the bronze ware when they worshiped their ancestors.

All the characters were the same.

They were like a plant that had just sprouted.

It had branches and leaves that were sprouting.

“Stupid!” In his memory, the characters on the ancestral house’s spirit tablets were flashing.

His mother’s words echoed in his ears.

“Spring is here, and everything comes back to life. Insects are starting to squirm under the newly sprouted plants…”

“Isn’t it vivid?”

And now he knew that this word was his seal.

He had set the seal for himself.

But why?

He didn’t know.

He couldn’t remember everything before the seal.

He didn’t know where he came from.

But he knew that he was abnormal.

And he knew that this world seemed to be abnormal because of him.

His eyes were extremely bright.

As if he could see through everything.

He felt that he was omnipotent.

Nothing in this world could be hidden from him.

But…

He leaned back in his chair and laughed.

“Why am I thinking so much?”

He picked up the pair of glasses on the table and put them on.

“I am me!”

“The one and only me!”

“The irreplaceable me!”

Putting on the glasses, the world finally became as simple as before.

Even if his heart was as clear as a mirror and could no longer return to the past.

But…

Just like he had thought of a long time ago.

If he sold the bookstore.

He could Instantly obtain tens of millions.

And be a happy otaku.

He could do whatever he wanted.

But he won’t do it!

Because, if that’s the case, he could just eat and wait for death.

And life would also be meaningless.

He must become a meaningful person!

This was what his education had taught him.

Meow!

A meow came from behind him.

Ling Ping’an slowly turned around. He smiled and looked at his pet, “Little darling!”

He gently reached out his hand.

The little cat immediately jumped into his arms obediently.

The little cat was extremely docile as it snuggled tightly against its master’s body.

He gently stroked the little cat’s fur.

It was soft, gentle, and felt very good.

His nose could smell the pleasant fragrance of its fur.

It was like the smell of flowers in full bloom in spring.

It was faint, but it was also refreshing.

Ling Ping’an smelled it and felt very comfortable.

He liked this feeling.

Because he was a human.

And he was a gentleman among humans.

But…

He closed his eyes slightly.

Who was he?

Where did he come from?

And where would he go?

The ultimate question of mankind inevitably surfaced at the bottom of his heart.

And these questions, he knew, as long as he took off his glasses, he would know.

But he understood, now was not the time to think about these questions.

Because…

He held the frame of his glasses.

This was a cheap pair of glasses, without any special structure.

What had worked was just a spiritual function.

It was purely a conscious action.

Putting on the glasses meant that he thought that he still needed to be protected.

Putting down the glasses meant that he had let down his guard.

And right now, he was not strong enough.

At the very least, he was not strong enough to face reality.

Therefore, he was trying to protect himself by putting on the glasses.

At the same time, it was also a form of hypnosis.

“It’s not good to know too much!”

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

The words written on the desk floated up.

They drilled into his glasses.

They also drilled into his eyes.

Some things began to digest deliberately.

He still remembered and understood.

However, if he didn’t think about it, he wouldn’t be able to remember it.

So, when he opened his eyes again, the world was normal again.

He smiled and put his cat on the desk.

Then he looked at the clean rice paper.

He picked up the brush and wrote on the paper, “Rarely muddled!”

“It’s better to be muddled!”

“If you’re too smart, others won’t be able to live!” He said.

It’s the truth!

The world, to him, was like a swaddle.

And he’s too big.

A little effort will tear the swaddling blanket once he realizes it.

So, it’s better to be confused.

Well, you know what he meant.

“I’d better find something to do now to distract myself!” He said.

Just like now, he was still thinking about these things.

So, he became smarter.

This was bad.

It was better to be stupid.

“Sigh!” Thinking of this, he sighed again.

Because, he knew that when he realized this, he had already become smarter.

If this continued, he would become even smarter.

Perhaps, in an hour, he would be able to solve calculus.

At this time tomorrow, he would be able to prove Goldbach’s conjecture.

At this time the day after tomorrow, he would be able to write down the unified law of physics.

A top student would rise.

But the world would also be torn to shreds by the rise of this top student.

“What should I do?”

Ling Ping’an looked at his pet.

“I heard that love can make people stupid?”

“Is that true?”

“How about I find someone and have a stupid relationship?”

“Who should I find?”

“No…”

“I became a little smarter!”

It was torture!

At this moment, sounds of knocking were heard.

Someone knocked on the door.

Ling Ping’an stood up and tidied up his appearance — he didn’t want to scare the guests.

And his pet, is well-behaved, docile lying in his arms.

He went to the door and opened it.

The slim and graceful Xinluo girl who stood at the door was wearing a simple maid uniform, her face had a little bit of blush, she looked beautiful, just like those flowers in fairyland.

It was like a beauty from the South of the River coming out of an ancient picture scroll.

Ling Ping’an blinked his eyes to make his pupils dim a little.

This was something that he could control.

Thus, the girl in front of him instantly lost her color like a faded landscape painting.

That was much better.

“Miss Yin!” Ling Ping’an smiled. “You’re here!”

Yin Mingxiu smiled, “Mm! This little girl sends her regards to Mr. Ling!”

Ling Ping’an immediately sucked in a breath of cold air when he heard this, “Hiss!”

Because he was too smart.

So smart that with just the words of the Xinluo girl, he instantly understood everything.

He even saw countless scenes.

The discussions within and outside the Silla Kingdom.

The plans that no one knew about.

The plans of those well-dressed big shots.

He also saw the Xinluo girl’s sincere and flawless pure heart.

This was the price of being smart!

He sighed.

He felt that if this continued, he would have to prove Goldbach’s conjecture this afternoon.

It was too terrifying!

“Can someone make me a little dumber?” He thought.

Yin Mingxiu listened to Ling Ping’an’s sigh in front of her.

She immediately panicked, “Mr. Ling…”

Just as she was about to apologize, she saw Ling Ping’an suddenly take a step forward.

That pair of bright and deep eyes, which seemed to have infinite wisdom, was staring straight at her.

It made her feel uneasy, and it also made her breath quicken. It made her feel as if her mind and will had been stripped away.

Her body trembled.

She tried hard to control herself.

But…

Ling Ping’an suddenly reached out his hand.

As if he had magic power, he gently held her chin.

His hand was warm and strong.

Just touching her skin made her breathing quicken. Her adrenaline surged, and her face immediately became hot and red.

Her ears were burning.

“Don’t talk!” Ling Ping’an said softly.

His words had magic power and endless charisma.

Yin Mingxiu closed her eyes willingly. She bent her knees slightly to let Ling Ping’an pamper her.

This was what she looked forward to.

It was also what she assiduously sought.

From the first day of education.

From the moment she knew the words “Great harmony in the world”.

She has made up her mind.

For the world.

I will do everything, unswervingly!

But Ling Ping’an’s grace has not come for a long time.

He just held her chin.

That pair of eyes that had the infinite wisdom and were as clean as a saint stared straight ahead.

Even with her eyes closed, Yin Mingxiu could feel the light of wisdom radiating from those eyes, warming her body like the Sun.

It made her feel like she was swimming in the Yalu River, being cared for by Xinluo’s mother river.

It was also like the warm spring wind blowing in the paddy fields on both sides of the Han River.

It brought good luck, blessings, and greetings.

“Mr. Ling!” Yin Mingxiu moaned.

Her voice was very soft, but it was very pleasant to listen to.

It carried a strong sense of affection.

It was like a bowl of clear bird’s nest sugar water. As long as he lowered his head, he would be able to taste the sweetness.

But…

Ling Ping’an let go of the girl in front of him.

“I didn’t become stupid!”

Didn’t he say that he could become stupid just because he was in a relationship?

Could it be that his posture was wrong?

Ling Ping’an pondered.

But he didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Because he knew that if he figured out this problem.

Then he would be able to prove Goldbach’s conjecture immediately.

The world might not even see the sun tomorrow morning.

So, he could only let himself be stupid on this problem.

“Face the winds!”

At this moment, his phone rang.

He lowered his head, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

It was his Aunty!

When this number appeared on the phone screen.

Ling Ping’an was ecstatic.

Because he realized that his IQ had rapidly declined when he saw this number!

Just now, he was just one step away from solving calculus.

But now…

It had degenerated back to the high-level equations of the third-year junior high school students.

This was great!

He happily picked up his phone.

“Aunty, please let me be a little more stupid!” He said sincerely.

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

I Really Am Not the Demon God, 我真不是魔神
Status: Ongoing Author: ,

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing.

However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.

For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.

When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.

Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.

But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.

“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”

“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”

What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.

In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.

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