I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Sitting at the counter, Lingpingan was still savoring the smell of the roasted mushrooms.

"It's delicious..." he said, "It's just a little bit lacking..."

Meow!

The kitten at the counter was extremely sympathetic to its owner.

Turning on the TV, a debate program was playing on the TV.

This kind of debate program generally has a strong political overtone in the federal empire.

Academics and politics have been intertwined since ancient times!

However, the current academic debate is very peaceful.

We are all gentlemen, and we know how to hit the spot and surrender half the time.

Therefore, it is not as tragic as it was hundreds of years ago - at that time, if you failed academically, even your body might be destroyed!

Various party disputes in the previous dynasty made the country a mess.

Therefore, Taizu hated it deeply after the founding of the country!

Over the next hundred years, the entire country was built around the idea of ​​“eliminating party strife.”

Today, the electoral game between the Datong faction and the Republican faction is somewhat similar to that of the ministers and officials two thousand years ago.

A gentleman does not belong to a group, so he does not belong to a party.

The two factions are actually very loose factions based on academic ideas.

In fact, some people often react.

Today’s Datong sect, tomorrow’s Republican sect, may feel that the day after tomorrow, ‘the Datong thought is more in line with my original intention’.

This is commonplace in the Federal Empire, and no one would think it was wrong.

Not to mention deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and repeating the villain.

Rather, this is considered ‘following the Tao’.

Um……

Since ancient times, scholar-bureaucrats have followed the Tao rather than the ruler.

If I feel something is wrong, I will object!

In addition, it is the so-called "a gentleman will shoot without fighting".

That's a debate.

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and run around.

What they have to do is to use this method to persuade the people to choose the blueprint they have drawn, and then hand it over to professional officials, that is, the cabinet system for implementation.

Finally, it is ‘a gentleman is harmonious but different’.

It doesn't matter if you lose, as long as you don't lose too much, you can get something.

Because according to the Constitution, any party must obtain more than 70% of the electoral votes before it can be fully qualified to govern!

That is, recommend all cabinet ministers and formulate all policy lines.

but……

In fact, even the bachelors who consider themselves modest and gentlemen won more than 70% of the electoral votes.

He will also invite losers very gracefully to ‘jointly plan for the country’.

Of course, during the election period, there is still a lot of gunpowder.

Like right now, guests in the studio.

The Datong faction and the Republican faction were fighting hand to hand.

For the sake of the "big road" that we hold on to in our hearts, we salivate, criticize each other, and expose each other's shortcomings.

This kind of exposure of shortcomings is mainly due to the mistakes and scandals that the other party has made in history.

For example, the Republicans have been accusing the Datong faction of indulging in the control of financial capital when they were in power last time, leading to the financial tsunami and stock market crash.

The Datong faction, on the other hand, mainly focused on the Republicans taking office this time, and designed some policies that led to the economic downturn during the current cabinet term.

Lingpingan looked at it for a while and felt drowsy.

"What are these..." He complained: "Tell me all this..."

"Actually, I prefer to watch you bickering and breaking the news..."

"It's best to tear all the gentlemanly images of those great academicians into pieces!"

Young people always like something a little entertaining.

Of course, Lingpingan also knew that his idea was completely unrealistic.

How can a serious national event be turned into entertainment?

National affairs must be serious and prudent!

Therefore, Taizu, Taizong and Gaozong would formulate those laws and policies during the political training period, and even wielded the butcher knife and chopped off countless heads to pave the way for them.

He leaned back in his chair and looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock.

"Well..." He picked up the phone and glanced at the message just sent by his aunt: "Have you arrived at the hotel in Nanzhou yet?"

He looked at the location of the photo sent: Kingdom of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Jiangdu Port. Jiangdu Manor Hotel.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." He sighed: "Another five-star hotel..."

“The treatment is great!”

There was a beeping sound, and another message came on the souvenir: Xiaopingan, will you go to the Imperial Capital Friendship Party next month?

Lingpingan looked strange: Auntie, how did you know about this?

Hey hey hey...

Mountain people have their own way!

Lingpingan looked at it and shook his head. He knew that it was probably his aunt's colleagues or friends who had received the news.

So he typed and replied: Well...I want to go...

……………………

yeah!

Chu Weiwei had just finished taking a bath when he suddenly heard the captain's cheers in the living room.

She put on her bathrobe, walked out, and looked at the captain holding his mobile phone on the sofa, feeling very happy.

"Captain, what's the good news?" Chu Weiwei asked.

"My little nephew...is finally willing to go to the Imperial Capital to attend a sorority party!" Li Anan said happily, clenching his fists.

She didn't believe that when she arrived in the imperial capital, how could her little nephew still hold his own in front of all the beauties in the world?

If so.

Then she would have to seriously doubt her nephew's orientation.

Chu Weiwei listened, not quite understanding.

But since the captain is happy, that’s a good thing!

…………………………………………

Zhang Hui looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock.

He walked out of the car where he had been for almost two hours and closed the door.

Then, I took out the flashlight that I hadn't used for a long time and thought I might never use it again.

He tried it, and the light of the flashlight was still very bright.

So he took it and walked forward.

Cross the road and go around a secluded alley.

In front is the industrial park.

Walking along the abandoned industrial park wall, we soon reached an intersection.

Turning around, I saw that the secluded streets were quiet, with only the street lights flickering.

Zhang Hui took a gentle breath.

Then, he took the flashlight, turned it on, and shined it forward.

A bright light came out, shining into the fog.

Everything around me has changed without knowing when.

He was surrounded by mist.

But Zhang Hui had already been here once, so he was not surprised.

He took a flashlight and walked forward.

Deep in the mist in the distance, there is a flickering light.

While walking, Zhang Hui thought.

"This time..."

"My mission is to explore His opinions on the construction of nearby communities..."

If you object...

Naturally, don’t mention anything.

If it is tacitly agreed...

Zhang Hui started to make plans in his mind.

There is a lot of land that can be developed here.

It is entirely possible for the cabinet to come forward and eat it all, and then build it into a dormitory for the children of meritorious people or key scientific research institutions and potential rising stars.

This area will be developed, constructed and allocated based on the country's situation.

This is what Zhang Hui thinks.

In his view, wealthy private capital or extraordinary people are not qualified to distribute these benefits.

Because they have no obligations or responsibilities at all.

All risks are borne by the guards in black.

It can’t be said that the risks are resisted by the guards in black, but they are the ones who get the benefits, right?

That doesn't make sense!

Of course……

Zhang Hui understood that his plan must be recognized and accepted by the bookstore owner.

Unless He nods, He can do nothing.

because……

Everything here and around here was brought by Him.

In a sense, in fact, the black guards have already been around here, classified as a place similar to a diplomatic consulate.

This is respect for the other party.

It is also respect for oneself.

With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Hui slowly walked to the door of the mysterious bookstore.

Looking up, Zhang Hui felt that on the exterior wall of this ordinary-looking building, there seemed to be a faint liquid like water flowing slowly.

In his soul, there was an inexplicable voice saying to him: "That is one of the incarnations of the nameless fog..."

"Nameless Mist?" Zhang Hui wrote down the honorific title: "An unknown ancient god?"

He has been practicing the "Book of Reason" for some time.

Therefore, he also understood who wrote this book?

Is!

An ancient extraordinary race.

A race known as 'absolute rationality'.

This race is famous for its powerful spiritual power.

They can ignore most mental attacks.

You can even reverse time and space and travel from era to era in the form of your spiritual body.

In this way, we can avoid the crisis of extinction and continue civilization.

pity……

After all, they encountered a hunter they couldn't hide from.

An extraordinary interstellar species called the Flying Hydra destroyed them.

The last Yisi people were even made into specimens and became the collection of the bookstore owner.

It is precisely because of this that, in a sense, Zhang Hui, who obtained the Book of Reason, can be regarded as a descendant of the Yi people.

The Yi people's world view is very strange.

Genes, blood, soul...

None of it is something they recognize.

Because to Yishu, these things are probably the same as the flesh and blood that the Buddha said, and they can be discarded at any time.

Only the form of self and spiritual will is what they identify with.

Therefore, in a sense, Zhang Hui was regarded as one of his own by the Yisi man who was made into a specimen and was actually dead, with only a little remaining instinctive spirit.

Sometimes, the dead spirit will tell Zhang Hui some secrets.

Like now.

pity……

It does not dare or cannot disclose more information.

Zhang Hui walked to the door and knocked gently.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

The bookstore owner's business was quickly heard from inside the door: "Please come in!"

Zhang Hui then gently opened the door and stepped into the bookstore.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the mysterious bookstore owner, sitting at the old wooden counter just like last time, seeming to be looking at the computer screen in front of him.

He raised his head, the fire under his eyes swaying.

The head shrouded in mist was hazy.

Zhang Hui's spiritual sense was keenly aware that He seemed to be a little more 'complete' than the last time they met...

"Complete?" Zhang Hui thought about this sudden idea.

He already understood something in his heart.

"This ancient god lives here in seclusion...not just in the game world?"

"He may also be looking for something in himself..."

Thinking of this, many questions in Zhang Hui's heart were immediately solved.

"This is right!"

"How can a being like this casually stay in the mortal world for a long time?"

In myths and legends, there were times when humans and gods coexisted.

But both the East and the West have mentioned a common concept: gods will eventually leave the earthly world.

Because staying here for a long time is not good for them.

Thinking about these things, the bookstore owner's words came to my ears: "Guest, who are you?"

Lingpingan looked at the familiar guest in front of him, scratched his head and asked, "Are you a federal employee?"

Today, Zhang Hui is wearing a very standard federal civil service uniform.

Zhang Hui looked at the ancient god and the fire in his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt happy and nodded: "Yes, I am a federal worker!"

As he spoke, he took out his wallet from his arms.

There are many business cards in the wallet, all designed to facilitate dealing with ordinary people.

Looking at these business cards, Zhang Hui's sixth sense allowed him to pull out a black business card.

Then he handed it over: "Your Excellency... I am from the Social Investigation Department of the Federal Empire Cabinet..."

"I am being ordered to conduct a social investigation..."

The Social Investigation Committee of the Federal Imperial Cabinet is an institution shared by the republicans and the Tatists.

It is also the organization responsible for providing social data of various places to the cabinet, the central government, and the Council of Ministers.

It is a variant of a think tank.

Many policies are determined based on survey information from this department.

Zhang Hui looked at the ancient god holding his business card, and the fire in his eyes slowly turned.

He immediately smiled and said: "I was ordered to inquire about the area near you..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Hui's heart couldn't help but beat loudly.

He was a little scared.

But fortunately, Zhang Hui knew that this ancient god knew that everyone was playing games.

A game rule set by the ancient god himself.

The arrogant ancient god wants to dress up as an ordinary bookstore owner.

Therefore, everyone cooperates with Him to continue playing this game.

Even though, everyone actually knows it.

But those who don’t want to die must obediently abide by His rules of the game.

Play this game with Him called ‘Guess what I want to do’.

Of course, the kind He will give the poor humans some kind reminders through words or some actions.

But in general, the framework of the rules has already been determined.

This is a bit like Qin Lu's fairy tale - the emperor's new clothes.

To a certain extent, Zhang Hui knew that this was actually a test.

Test whether you, the Black Guard and others have enough respect and loyalty to them.

really!

The ancient god opposite handed back the business card in his hand, and then said: "It turns out to be Investigator Zhang..."

"Please sit down!" He invited Zhang Hui to the sofa and sat down.

Then he sat across from him.

Then, He asked: "Mr. Zhang, have I seen you?"

Zhang Huili was stunned.

He knew that this might be a test.

It may also contain some kind of instructions.

He immediately began to use all his wisdom and think with all his strength.

Because, if the answer to this question is not good, He will be angry.

At least he won't like himself.

In ancient times, this was "falling out of favor".