Im Not A Demon Lord's

Chapter 59's

Ling lay on the chair safely, patted his stomach, and happily swiped his phone.In the group, he and a group of friends were blowing the sky.

“Do you?” Someone in the penguin group typed mysteriously: “Today, in the Kingdom of Flange above Qin Lu, the Yin Warrior appeared in broad daylight.”.

"I was flirting with my sister at the Arc de Triomphe, and I saw the ghost of an old guard from two hundred years ago, carrying a flag, singing military songs, and walk the streets!"

"Now the French are crazy!"

Ling looked peaceful, couldn't help but laugh, then typed and asked: "Is there a photo?"

“Ya... a lot of people took photos at the time, and I took them too!” The man said, “But, the negative that comes out is nothing.”.

"That's weird!"

Ling shook his head peacefully, thinking: "This is another trick!"

"Unfortunately, my friend is not yet eight years old ..."

"What is the Bermuda Triangle, the Loch Ness water monster, aliens from Northern Zhou ..."

"I can't lie to my friends anymore!"

Wanting to turn off the penguin, when he found the avatar in the communication bar started moving.

Seeing the spirit safely, he immediately sat down.

Then I clicked on the avatar, and I saw a message sent by the other party.

Green Beans: Peace, fishing?

Ping An was his pen name, and Mung Dou was the editor-in-chief.

Nah!

Ling Ping An denied it, typed and replied: Editor-in-chief, you have to believe, I have never fished.

Green Beans: Hehe ...

Lingping knew that the trick was already in sight, so he had to type: Editor-in-chief, I really am not fishing, I am just looking for material and inspiration!

The other party knew him too well, so he immediately typed: You write a new beginning as quickly as possible!

Alrighty!

Ling Pingping promised.

Then, he put down his phone and muttered to himself: "I really have to think about what I wrote!"

The writing of this novel is, after all, an interest.

Enthusiasm is still very high.

So, he turned on his phone, cut out the novel-reading software, and started finding novels with good grades out of ratings.

Writing a novel, learning is very important.

…

A small federal business jet landed slowly at Jiangcheng Airport.

Situ He who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him.

The cabin door opened, and a serious-looking man in his forties walked down.

"Your Majesty, welcome!" Guangnan Governor Wang Andao first stepped forward and shook hands with the visitors: "Please, Your Highness, after returning to Beijing, he said, be sure to convey to Your Majesty the Minister's sincerity and loyalty to His Majesty and the Federation!"

The imperial royal family, despite having been under government for two hundred years.

But the reputation and prestige of the kingdom was still very prosperous.

Especially as time goes by, along with the times.

There will always be some widows and children who long for the past in this world.

In the Federal Empire, the Republic was the centralized representative of these people.

Coincidentally Wang Andao's position sided with the Republicans.

“Duke Wang is serious!” Zhang Hui nodded slightly.

The attitude of the imperial family toward general rule has been consistent for two hundred years - ruling by hanging arches.

In any case, whether it is a center or a judge, all citizens of the Federal Kingdom elect one person, one vote.

They are representatives of the sky.

The sky is a group of people.

How can the son instruct and command the representative of the parents casually?

Isn't that filial?

Without much greeting with this local official, Zhang Hui went to Situ He.

Both hands held tight.

"Your Majesty ..." Situ He let go of his hand, and handed the bag of prepared materials forward: "This is the relevant material organized by subordinates ..."

“Hmm!” Zhang Hui doesn't say much: “Let's go to the car and talk in detail!”

After half an hour, Zhang Hui ended the conversation with the local general officer and boarded the special car Situ He had prepared for him.

Sitting in the back seat of the large car, Zhang Hui took out the materials from the material bag and looked at it carefully.

"Huh ..." He placed the material in his hand and said to Situ He: "Is the half-life predetermined?"

"Hm!" Situ He replied, "Sarjana Zeng Jing, after careful calculations, concluded that the half-life of clothing and psionic substances extracted from household waste is stable for one hour!"

"Every hour, their energy levels drop by half!"

"Six or seven hours have passed now .. psionic substances extracted from domestic waste have become commonplace ..."

"And the protective power of that garment has descended into a second-class robe!"

“Hiss!” Zhang Hui took a breath after hearing those words.

He understands what it means.

This means that the goal itself is an unimaginable existence.

Everything around him would be infected by his subconscious psychic energy.

“Is there a way to slow down the damage in this half-life?” Zhang Hui asked.

"It's still testing ..." Situ He was very confident about this: "The subordinates believed that as long as there were enough samples tested, methods would always be found!"

“Hmm!” Zhang Hui nodded, then he flipped through the relevant data files.

"The target's parents died in Kunlun Prefecture 14 years ago ..."

"His mother's sister became his guardian .. until he graduated from university ..."

“Have you checked target behavior in the past?” Zhang Hui asked.

"In the name of research and social surveys, subordinates survey teachers and classmates from built universities, high schools, junior high schools, and elementary schools ..."

"That's very interesting..."

"Huh?" Zhang Hui did not quite understand, "Is there a problem?"

"Speaking like this one or two, of course there's no problem ..." Situ He said: "But most people say that, then there must be a problem!"

Zhang Hui nodded, then congratulated Situ: "Will there be any mist you mentioned tonight?"

“Bawahan not sure!” That's where he's not sure.

"Then tonight, I'll try it!"

"Does General Situ want to be together?"

Situ He heard those words and shook his head: "Bawahan feels better not to be easily vigilant ..."

"Because of its purpose, it's very mysterious!"

He remembered everything he had seen last night, so far he had lingering fears.

"No problem!" Zhang Hui said easily, "We need to contact him sooner or later!"

"To determine attitudes and likes and dislikes ..."

Situ He had no choice but to nod his head: "The subordinates must be respectful, it is better to follow orders!"

But I don't know why, and I feel a little confused.

"Don't be afraid!" Zhang Hui patted Situ He on the shoulder: "Since all the activity and trajectory of the target showed, he has no malicious intentions towards the Federation and its surroundings ..."

"Don't worry too much!"

"Yes!" Zhang Hui took out an invitation from his embrace and handed it to Situ He: "The little girl is getting married on the third day of next month. If General Situ is free, please stop by!"

Situ He accepted the invitation and nodded again and again: "The branch should be there!"

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