The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 175

[Alien Desire] Ugly pupils shrunk abruptly in a very humane way.

It is a product born from the human heart, and it is not surprising that it will produce such a micro-expression.

In the same way, the astonishment on its distorted face is also clearly expressing its disbelief to what it sees towards the falling leaves in front of it.

It was born from desire, knowing that the most inescapable thing for human beings is the black mud-like swamp.

Reason is nothing more than an insignificant straw, if you touch it, it will be broken without any resistance.

It is very difficult to make the straw the life-saving one.

How hard is it?
It's like letting a person say to the person who loves him and is loved by him without any external force: "I hate you the most, I hate you very much, every time I see you, it makes me feel sick all day." Great discount on Smile Diving."

— as hard as that.

But, this guy in front of him actually did it?
The emotions of human nature have always been conveying emotions such as "this is impossible" and "he must be putting on a pose" to [Alien Desire], but he really stands here as if he is not affected by anything.

He even wanted to reach out and grab its neck again.

"boom--"

The ground trembled violently, and the escaping leaves made this place not like a place with warm sun at all, but rather like an extremely cold ice field shrouded in green snow.

In the crack, the expression of [Alien Desire] became more ferocious, and it instinctively mobilized the power that should belong to it, trying to reawaken the residual imprint on Lin En's body.

Lynn, however, smiled.

"Do you think that my abandonment of resistance just now and my sudden outburst now are a defensive posture for the impact I am about to face?"

He didn't smile exaggeratedly, just a shallow smile, but the white canine teeth were exposed inadvertently, and the winter sunlight was rendered just right, like the cold fangs of a ferocious beast preparing to kill its prey after a successful hunt.

"In the final analysis, you are just desires and emotions. Although you may have some external appearances of human beings, it is still impossible to truly grasp the wisdom of human beings."

As the voice fluctuated, the bloody glow on Lin En's body suddenly began to flicker gradually, from fast to slow, and every jump at the end seemed to be able to cause the desire fluctuation of [Alien Desire].When it reached the extreme, the blood light suddenly condensed into a ball, gathered on his right hand, and then slowly pushed out.

"boom--"

[Alien Desire] collapsed, and countless fragments fled in all directions, part of which melted into nothingness when it touched the air, part of it fled to a high place, and part of it ran towards the two spectators hiding behind the tree .

"Yvette!"

The shout this time was as high-pitched as a general shouting a charge in front of the formation, and when the pure white cat responded to the call and jumped into the sky, there were bursts of inexplicable ripples in the air.

The once pet cat treading the ripples has become a true predator at this moment.She went back and forth to find every piece of fledgling fragments, crushed them into powder with her small baby teeth, and swallowed them.

Creatures such as cats are often the epitome of agility, and these rat-like fragments of desire are unlikely to escape the prey of one of the best mouse hunters.

"Crack-"

When Yvette swallowed the last piece, there was a sharp snapping sound, as if the executioner was being executed with a guillotine.

"So, reason is the biggest difference between humans and beasts."

Whispering softly, Lynn withdrew his gaze and put it back on Yvette.

After swallowing the so-called shards that contained her power, Yvette's body didn't seem to change much, but Lynn could still see that her eyes were slightly brighter than before after being together for so long some.

Although it is not obvious, it is true that there is a change.

"Humph!"

After chewing lightly, Yvette gracefully fell back on Lynn's head, curled up and burped, then stretched out her paw and patted Lynn, raising her head as if asking for praise.

—and then she was about to curse.

When Lynn raised her head subconsciously, Yvette accidentally fell to the ground, and her limp appearance looked like a puddle of "cat water."

"pat-"

Yvette recondensed into shape, and before she could speak angrily, Lynn asked curiously.

"Hey, why didn't I know you could still fly?"

"Tch." Yvette said with a cat face up, "What's wrong with flying? I am a god, and everything in the world is my order. What's the point of flying?"

"Then, why do you always lie on my head and ask me to carry you away?"

Yvette's face froze, and she quickly said seriously: "I am the master of happiness, and laziness is also a kind of happiness. If I can lie down instead of sitting, it is naturally a quality I like."

"."

Really, an impeccable reason.

but.

Lynn squinted slightly, looking at Yvette who was proud of the answer she gave.

She seems to have become smarter—no, it should be said that her thinking has become more flexible.

Before, she definitely couldn't say such a thing.

It seems that this little bit of power has indeed brought her improvement.

I just don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Let's count it as a good thing for the time being."

Shaking his head, Lynn shook off these thoughts and looked at Charlotte who was trotting towards him.

"You, no, are you all right?" She gasped and asked nervously.

Lynn smiled lightly and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"That's fine, that's fine"

"Hey!"

Charlotte shuddered at the sudden shout.

She turned her head sharply and saw DeWitt coming with a comprehended expression.

"You are very good." He looked at Lynn with a smile on his face, "You are qualified to cooperate with me."

"Cooperation?"

Lynn was at a loss when he said this: "Who are you? When did I say I want to cooperate with you?"

"Huh?" DeWitt pointed at himself, his face full of bewilderment, "You don't know me?"

Lynn asked back, "Should I know you?"

"Then why do you have to do so much to cooperate with me?" DeWitt pouted, "Boldly admit it."

"Although your surname is Blazer, I don't mind if it's just cooperation. After all, if the two of us work together, it can not only alleviate your difficult situation, but also help me win the championship. But if you always hide your purpose Zang, if you refuse to speak out, I will really hate you."

"."

For a moment, Lynn, who was speechless to the person in front of him, turned his head to look at Charlotte, who only whispered a short sentence.

"He imagined something that I couldn't understand."

"I see." Lynn nodded, then turned his gaze back to DeWitt, "Cooperation, yes."

"After leaving the secret realm, you go to the third floor of the club activity building of the medical department."

DeWitt was startled for a moment, then pondered for a while, and suddenly realized.

"In order to avoid other people's eyes and ears, set the handover point in the medical department? In this way, even if it falls into the eyes of others, it may be that we go to the same student to communicate. Yes, it seems that your wisdom is not bad."

"So, which room is it?"

Lynn said casually, "Any one is fine."

"Huh?" DeWitt was stunned again.

The meaning of this sentence is that he has deep connections, so he can go anywhere, or...
DeWitt narrowed his eyes.

Heh, you still want to set a test for me?
That's right, although his strength has been tempered by the fire, the person in front of him is a freshman after all, and it's normal not to believe the rumors.

And setting some obstacles for potential partners to see its true skills is also a qualified way of shaking hands.

"Heh." DeWitt strode away and turned around, "Look, I can see through your tricks at a glance and find your real body!"

"."

Lynn and Charlotte looked at his back as he turned and left, speechless.

After a while, Charlotte asked in a low voice, "The address you reported, is it?"

"It's not a special place." Lynn said casually, "I just heard about it by accident, saying that the seniors there like the damage in the human head, and I think such patients should be something they are willing to study. "

"."

Charlotte almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but forced herself to hold it back.

And while holding back her laughter, she seemed to think of something and slapped her head.

"Oops."

She quickly raised her eyes to look in the direction where DeWitt was leaving, but the man flew into the air as if rushing to the hospital for treatment, and disappeared in just a few moments.

"What's wrong?" Lynn asked suspiciously seeing her like this.

"No, it's nothing." Charlotte shook her head and whispered, "It's just, I think, I want him to apologize to you."

"apologize?"

"It was you who saved him, he should thank you, and he just said some very bad things."

"Is that so?" Lin En rubbed his fingertips and asked, "He greeted my parents?"

"That's not it."

"Offended you?"

"Not at all."

"So, it's just insulting me?"

"How can this be nothing more than that?" Charlotte muttered, "It's a big mistake to insult the person who saved you, and you must apologize."

"No no no." Lynn smiled and said, "Apologizing is fine, but 'must' is not necessary."

"No one can't look up to the crown because it doesn't have a jewel, and no one can be complacent because of the shit praise."

"As far as I'm concerned, the compliments of these 'nobles' are not even as good as a blank sheet of paper—at least it can serve as a record instead of attracting annoying flies."

"."

Charlotte stared blankly at his profile.

At this time, the delicate thoughts that girls are born with made her suddenly discover something beyond Lynn's superficially handsome words.

Didn't deny that it was indeed saving lives?
Is it because this is just an incidental to the purpose and not worthy of attention, or is it because the essence is not pure enough, so I don't want to mention it?

Charlotte couldn't quite figure it out, but she didn't think she needed to figure it out either.

Saving people is a good deed; a good deed should be praised.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte sorted out her few compliments a little bit, intermittently, and made up a sentence.

"You are very gentle."

"." Lynn turned his head to look at Charlotte, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Lynn said half distressed: "Although I don't know how you came to this conclusion, but for me, this is not a good adjective."

"Huh?" Charlotte looked at him and was taken aback, "Then, I'm sorry, I."

"Of course, if someone else said this adjective, I might really think he was insulting me." Lynn interrupted Charlotte with a chuckle, "But if it's you, it's a different story. "

“Being given that same quality by someone who is supposed to be the epitome of the word is one of the few compliments I’m more than happy to accept.”

Charlotte's eyes froze, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly uncontrollably.

She didn't know why she suddenly laughed, and she didn't know why Lynn said such words, but she felt that she was very happy now, so it seemed that Lynn was also very happy.

But is he really happy?
"gone."

Lynn's greeting came again, and Charlotte hurriedly raised her head to follow.

Walking by his side, Charlotte turned her head to glance at the teenager beside him from time to time.

When he walks, he always stands tall and straight with his chest out. The heavy shadows on the contours of his brows and eyes hide the light and heaviness in his eyes, rendering only the majesty and firmness like a mountain.

Charlotte suddenly felt that whether she was really happy or not seemed to have become a choice that did not require judgment.

What she should do is to add a "help item within her ability" in her small notebook.

"Tsk."

In the darkness, the man leaning on the chair looked at the screen projected in front of him and clicked his tongue.

After a while, he beckoned.

Someone came out of the deeper darkness.

"gentlemen."

The man nodded slightly, and then whispered a few words.

The voice of the whisper seemed to be soaked in darkness, indistinct, and the only obvious thing was the surprise of the servants reflected by the shimmering light projected.

"Sir, this seems to be somewhat different from the plan you made before?"

"It's different?" The man smiled, "Are you a breeding pig raised by untouchables? When you're hungry, you just bark and wait for your master to feed you?"

His voice was very soft, but sharp like a frosty blade tempered thousands of times.

The servant's face froze, but he didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Sorry, my lord, I"

The man kicked him away, squinted his eyes and smiled straight: "It's better to say that different paths lead to the same goal."

"The plan, from the very beginning, has only one starting point and destination, but the intersections in the middle are different."

"When you come to a fork in the road, you have to turn; if there is a shortcut, you take the shortcut; when you are hungry, you have to find other means of predation."

"But no matter what, they are walking according to the route I planned. Breeding pigs will only become dead pork on the chopping board after they lose their fertility."

"So, got it? Stupid pig?"

The servant kowtowed again and again, complaining endlessly in his heart.

The way Mr. behaves, why has it suddenly changed so much?
(End of this chapter)