The demon world I designed

"You can't help me save people, why should I tell you?"

Jiang Xiaoling looked at the other party coldly. No matter how sincere the other party acted, it was a fact that the other party wanted to get information without showing anything. Who wouldn't be a wolf with nothing?

Mr. Painted Skin's face stiffened slightly when he heard this, and his stiff fingers moved slightly. The two remained in a stalemate like this for a long time, and finally Painted Skin finally spoke: "You know I am Painted Skin, so you should know what I can do."

"You can't do it!" Jiang Xiaoling looked at the other party firmly: "Don't talk about you, even if Ahri comes, there is no way to read the encrypted memory."

Mr. Painted Skin: "."

This doesn't look like a lie. He didn't do it right away because he was afraid of not being able to read the memory, because his method has a lower error tolerance and makes people into puppets. Once the reading fails, there will be no next time. There's a chance, not like that guy Ahri.

After thinking for a moment and looking at the other party's determined eyes, he finally didn't dare to take the gamble.

He sighed and said: "It's impossible to rescue them openly. What I said just now is not to deal with you. There is a chance to rescue them secretly. After all, the entire Central Plains people in Baiyun City are being slaughtered as pigs and dogs. As long as they are taken into custody by then, When we get to the concentration camp, if I save one or two people, the attention may be relatively small. But the premise is that your relatives can persist for that long!”

Jiang Xiaoling glanced at the female members of the Jiang family in the distance. Her gums were bleeding from her bites. Her sister was only seven years old. How could such torture last so long?

But if he is forced to save him now, he probably won't be able to save the opponent based on his abilities. Mr. Painted Skin knows that his frontal combat power is almost zero.

At this moment, he suddenly longed for power. When he was weak, he was at the mercy of others. His survival depended on luck. He couldn't protect or do anything.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoling closed her eyes: "At night, if you save one more person, I will answer one more question for you!"

"Oh? There are still conditions." A sneer flashed across Huapi's face, but he didn't say anything. When he grabbed the other person's relatives in his hands, there were many ways to make this guy spit out all the information.

Talking about conditions, all those who have negotiated conditions with him have been made into collections by him. This naive guy obviously hasn't realized the cruelty of this world yet, so let him teach him a lesson.

"You have to reveal at least one thing first, right?" Mr. Painted Skin tried his best to take advantage of it: "How else would I know if what you said is true or false? I'm taking risks to help you save people, so I have to give you a deposit, right?"

"What do you want to know?"

"What does corrector mean?"

"The fixer who fixes the world."

"I didn't ask you to come here to show off your wits." Huapi's face darkened: "You've made me anxious. Do you believe that even though your relatives are dead, I can still make them uneasy?"

Jiang Xiaoling took a deep breath and looked at the other person. Is this the corrector whom he placed his hopes on?

From the other party's indifferent expression, they regard the people around them as pigs and dogs, and threaten their compatriots mercilessly. What is the difference between these people and the original batch of corrupt players?

"This world needs to be corrected. The previous group of players have ruined the world, and the power they control is too powerful, destroying the balance of the world. Therefore, a group of correctors are needed to overthrow their rule and restore the world. To achieve balance, a group of volunteers were sent over, the so-called correctors!”

Bang!

Despite his suspicions, when he heard this, Huapi was so shaken that he pushed back and leaned against the wall.

Correction above? It turns out that their time travel was not an accident, it was planned!

In fact, he had made a guess a long time ago.

Why are their group of time travelers all members of the development team? Do they all know each other?

Why do those players seem to know of their existence and go out of their way to target them? Why did those ancient people know that they and others were the last batch?

All of this was planned. This was never a time travel. I'm afraid this world is

A terrifying thought came to mind, Hua Pi felt his mind was shaking, and his whole body was about to collapse.

He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Xiaoling: "This world is fake, right? What kind of existence are we?"

Although he is a demon with zero combat, he still has some basic abilities. Otherwise, how could he kill ordinary people and make puppets? What's more, the person opposite was just a five-year-old child, who was lifted up like a chicken.

"Say it!!"

At this time, Huapi's eyes were red and he was on the verge of madness!

But facing such a painting, although Jiang Xiaoling had lingering fears, she gritted her teeth and said, "That's the next question. If you can save someone, I'll say, you can't. But you can't blame me."

"Boy, you." Huapi sneered, about to let the other party use his tricks.

But he saw the other party saying: "I advise you not to use any crooked ideas. I am very fragile. If you are not careful, I might die. If I die, even if you find me again, the memory may not be there. You should do this." Is it clear? How much memory will be lost after dying once?

Hua Pi was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party for a long time, and finally let go of the other party.

With a pop, Jiang Xiaoling fell to the ground, grinning in pain, but still looking at the other party stubbornly.

Huapi closed his eyes and took several breaths before he managed to calm down. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Jiang Xiaoling with a somewhat complicated expression.

"When I was first born, I was extremely grateful to the people in this world who raised me."

"Uh?" Jiang Xiaoling was stunned and looked at the other party, wondering why the other party suddenly said this to him.

"I have also tried to treat people in this world as human beings."

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Xiaoling frowned.

"If you can live a good life, you will naturally understand." Huapi smiled: "There is a reason why players in this world regard all people in the world as stupid dogs, because they are not the same thing. They are not of my race. Their hearts It must be different, and it will be clearly shown here. If you have a chance in the future, you will understand this truth. From the beginning, I do not agree with King Qin’s bullshit theory of the coexistence of humans and demons! "

Hua Pi looked at the sky, recalling very old memories in his mind. Those memories were many years old. They were memories retained by his first reincarnation after death. This world is very strange. Some important memories, such as information from previous lives, important memories, etc. Information is often forgotten completely, but some irrelevant and disgusting things can be imprinted in the bone marrow.

He still remembers clearly that the deaf-mute woman who was willing to marry him married him because of his kindness and the kindness he had taken care of her since she was a child. For a time, he made himself think that there was actually something bright in this world.

But after learning his identity, decades of family love mean nothing.

The ferocious expression on his face when he was hacking him to death was strange to him. He had never thought that his wife, who was too weak to kill, could be so ferocious.

The rejection of alien races is far beyond your imagination. How can humans and demons coexist? Ha. Just a joke!

Young man, the same goes for you. Don't look at your so-called relatives now. They seem to be willing to give up everything for you, even their lives.

That's because they think you are their relative and their child.

But once they know you exist, know that you are a reincarnated monster, and know that you borrowed their child's body.

You will know that the malice transformed from family affection will be more terrifying than any malice in the world! ——

"Oh, Hua Pi is here too?"

Above the city, when he saw some stiff puppets mixing in the crowd on the street, a young man in white who had already arrived in the city smiled slightly.

"Should we catch him first?" Mr. Origami asked coldly, standing behind him.

"Why are you catching him?" The young man rolled his eyes at the other person: "Are we very free?"

"You don't seem to hate him at all." Mr. Origami looked up at him: "Back then, he was one of the betrayers!"