I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Its daybreak.

Andrew carefully poked his head out of a sewer.

The morning mist filled the neighborhood.

The sanitation truck just left.

This secluded street was so quiet that there was no one, only the street lamps, which were shining alone.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly.

"The black-clad guard is actually in this city, and there is a general..." He recalled what happened last night with lingering fear.

Although he ran fast enough.

But the pursuit of the black-clad guards still follows him like a shadow.

After exposing himself, the psychic warning radar immediately locked onto him.

He became a shark among the fish, accurately identified.

Just like stained specimens under a microscope in a laboratory.

The fault was not that he made a prompt decision and immediately used the grace given by the King of Angels.

I'm afraid, he has been arrested now.

Even so, he was still frightened, like a frightened bird.

This is the mainland of the East.

In this land, since the revival of spiritual energy, the black guards have always been able to suppress and control all forces.

This naturally relies on the power of being able to convince any opponent at any time.

"I'll hide for a few days..." He slowly disappeared into the sewers, into the intricate network.

He needs time to re-forge his identity.

Fortunately, he is not alone.

He can get in touch with the Bone Church at any time.

Therefore, this matter can be entrusted to the people of the Heretic Court.

……………………

As usual, Ingulat took his own car and arrived at the school gate.

She carried her schoolbag, got out of the car, and walked to the elementary school in front of her like a normal child.

Although she is only in fourth grade.

But she learned quickly.

Next year, you can submit an application to skip a grade and go directly to junior high school.

When she walked to the school gate, a school security guard walked up to her and squatted down.

"Her Excellency the Duchess..."

"There are assassins from the Church of Bones who have sneaked into Jiangcheng City..." He whispered: "From today on, your safety will be guaranteed by us!"

For foreign students from abroad, especially those with Ingulat’s status.

The guards in black are very caring.

Ingulat is no surprise.

She nodded, picked up her schoolbag, and walked to school.

The assassins of the Church of Bones have been targeting the descendants of Van Helsing for the past two hundred years.

And for her, she has wanted to assassinate her since she was born.

Because she is the last of the Van Helsing bloodline.

Kill her and it will be over!

End this two-hundred-year-old struggle!

As for worries?

Even Butanya can guarantee her safety.

In this country, she would be even less afraid.

At the school gate, Ingulat saw a little girl, escorted by a parent, walking into the school's kindergarten.

"A Ning, be good..." The parent wore glasses and looked very young: "You must listen to the teacher!"

"Yes!" The little girl nodded and waved to the man: "Brother, go and do your work!"

"Okay!" The man smiled, then turned around. He saw Ingulat and smiled politely.

He turned sideways and let Ingulat pass.

The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a brilliant arc.

For some reason, Ingulat felt that this person looked at her as if he were looking at an ant or an insect.

Although he was smiling, and his smile was bright.

But that smile was the same as when she was playing with her pet.

"A weirdo..." Ingulat stepped into the school gate without thinking too much.

When she turned back, the man had disappeared without a trace.

"Weird... He seems to have a strong smell of sea..." Ingulat muttered, but she soon put the matter behind her.

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Sleep until you wake up naturally.

Lingpingan rubbed his eyes and walked to the balcony.

"It's such a heavy fog..."

Autumn is coming to an end and winter is coming.

It is normal for such weather to occur in Jiangcheng City.

Otherwise, why would it be called Jiangcheng?

If there wasn't already a fog city in Shu County, Lingpingan estimated that Jiangcheng City would definitely be qualified to compete for the title of fog city.

I picked up my phone and casually looked at the news while I was sleeping.

"Well..." Lingpingan became excited after just one glance: "It's really confirmed!"

The headline of the news is: Imperial Central Imperial University and Cambridge University Collaborative Research Institute settled in Jiangcheng.

This means that next year’s utility bills will really go down!

The young citizens suddenly became happy.

Because when he thought about it, it seemed that these changes had occurred since he last made comments to the investigator.

This makes him proud!

"Although my brother is a rice bug..." he said proudly, "but he has also made a contribution to the country!"

Of course, he understood that maybe the meat-eaters above didn't see his opinion at all, or maybe they just threw it into the trash heap after seeing it.

operations and policies at this level.

It is no longer possible for Jiangcheng City to decide.

To put it bluntly, Jiangcheng City is not qualified to participate in such a thing.

Apart from other things, the administrative level of famous schools in the federal empire is far higher than that of ordinary local governors!

This is related to the national conditions of the empire.

Going back three hundred years, in the era of the Imperial College, the imperial ministers who offered wine as sacrifices were serious ministers of the country.

As for today, the president of a globally renowned university like Imperial Central Institute of Technology is known as the uncrowned king.

Therefore, it can only be decided at the central level.

However, this does not prevent the young bookstore owner from being self-satisfied at all.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

This is a sentiment deeply rooted in the people of the empire.

So, Lingpingan happily changed his penguin signature.

The painting style instantly became extremely middle-class.

"I am the leader of the world!"

Looking a little blushing...

But it feels great!

……………………

The ‘spiritual words’ in my ears came rolling in.

As Zeng Jing listened, his temples bulged and his hair stood up one by one.

It had been more than two minutes, but he still held on.

Even the staff around him were ready to cut off his listening this time.

But he still persisted.

because……

He felt that he had glimpsed the truth.

finally……

After a burst of nameless sound that sounded sharp, crazy and chaotic to the extreme.

Zeng Jing finally couldn't hold on any longer and took off his earphones.

Then he gasped for air.

His eyeballs were bloodshot and turned up like a lizard.

but……

"I see... I see..." He stood up and shouted, regardless of the dissuasion of the people around him: "Prepare the highest-level laboratory for me immediately!"

"I'm going to start improving my design right away!"

"quick!"

But the people around him turned a deaf ear and just set him up to play with a special instrument.

"Grand Bachelor, please calm down!" Xia Ping said, holding a notebook: "According to regulations, your listening time has greatly exceeded the limit, and you must undergo safe isolation and psychic cleaning..."

Ever since the spiritual language was obtained, its magic and terror have always coexisted.

Even the Black Guards and related research institutions have designed, weakened, and filtered it to minimize its terrifying twisting power.

but……

It may cause a series of irreversible damage to the listener's IQ, spirit and even thoughts.

The longer you listen, the more severe this damage becomes.

In the past two months, there have been cases where staff members suffered distortions and even died on the spot because they listened to spiritual messages for too long.

Therefore, the Black Guards set strict restrictions.

Each listener needs to undergo safe isolation observation and psychic cleansing to ensure that they are safe before leaving.

And adding such timeout listeners is even more important!

but……

The bachelor didn't listen to Xia Ping at all. He shouted: "Director Xia, you are committing a crime!"

"A crime against science!"

He will soon be transferred out of Jiangcheng City and go to work at the Black Guard Psionics Research Institute in the Imperial Capital.

This is the last time I listen.

But just now, he felt that he had found the key to his thoughts and saw the path to the truth.

This inspiration is hard-won.

even……

Most likely fleeting!

How could Zeng Jing be willing to implement those traditional measures?

pity……

He is only a great maester, not a transcendent being.

Therefore, in front of Xia Ping, he was stuffed into a special long-cylinder instrument without any resistance.

Gudong, Gudong...

After a few minutes of psychic cleansing.

He was just released.

The released bachelor lowered his head and said, "Director Xia, I want to complain about you to the Federal Imperial Academy of Sciences and the Black Guard Review Conference!"

"Accuse you!"

"You have committed an unforgivable crime against science!"

He had clearly reached the threshold just now and had a glimpse of new possibilities.

but now……

All the inspiration and whimsy were gone.

There are only a few ordinary thoughts that can be called boring compared to those fantastic thoughts.

It's just a simple formula and two technical ideas that are not worth mentioning.

At most, it can only solve the problem of extraordinary crystal crystallization under physical technology.

"Extraordinary crystal crystal?" Zeng Jing was stunned.

He immediately shouted: "Quick! Prepare the highest optoelectronic laboratory for me!"

"Connect me with Bachelor Su Changming from the Imperial Photovoltaic Technology Research Institute!"

"Also...immediately dispatch fifty lieutenants of black guards to cooperate with my experiment!"

He knew he had found a portal where science and supernatural power combined.

Based on the trivial information obtained after reverse engineering from the cracked coin, combined with my own inspiration and ideas.

He can try to let the silicon crystal and Chaofan grow together!

That formula is the formula to solve this problem!

And those two technical ideas are ideas for industrialization!

Although it is very rough, it may be far less than one percent of the technology contained in the 'coin'.

but……

After all, it may be a zero breakthrough!

Science and transcendence will be unified for the first time in his hands!

"I will get the 'Emperor Medal'!"

"I'll be knighted!"

"At least he's a marquis!"

The title system of the Federal Empire is a system that has existed since ancient times.

The male prince and uncle have a clear hierarchy!

But now, this system has already become an honorary level.

Any civil servant who works diligently and makes no mistakes can get the title of XX County Male before retirement.

Most senior civil servants can also obtain the title of Uncle X or Son of X before retirement.

But Marquis and above are very precious.

Don't give it unless you have great merit, and don't give it unless you have political achievements.

Many cabinet ministers can only become uncle XX in their lifetime.

Only the first and second assistants of the cabinet can be posthumously awarded XX Hou or XX Duke.

As for Wang Jue...

Probably only those important ministers who have made great contributions to helping people in danger can be given posthumously.

The Medal of the Emperor adds a marquis.

It is the honor that all bachelors dream of throughout their lives.

It is the best reward in their lives!

Because after obtaining these two honors, you can truly be regarded as a glorious ancestor.

There will be statues of them in their hometowns, teaching buildings named after them in their alma maters, and research institutes named after their research results in their workplaces.

After death, the coffin can be carried by the chief minister of the cabinet, and the emperor himself can attend the funeral.

As for the posthumous title, choose whatever you want...

It is simply the highest pursuit of literati and intellectuals!

Therefore, Zeng Jing’s excitement is understandable.

Following the order from the bachelor, the entire research base was in a state of uproar.

However, under the empire's efficient system, his request was quickly met.

then……

A few hours later, in the underground optoelectronics laboratory at the Jiangcheng Army Base.

Everyone saw a miracle.

A silver-white silicon crystal is growing.

Its growth mode is the same as that of silicon crystal in the usual sense.

but……

All panels display the data of this crystal.

It...is an extraordinary crystal!

This is the first time that humans have prepared artificial extraordinary substances in the laboratory!

and……

It is an extraordinary substance that can be produced and carried out repeatedly!

This is already the third silicon crystal prepared using the same technology!

more importantly……

This thin piece of silicon crystal, after cutting, shows superconducting properties that far exceed those of any other silicon crystal.

Zeng Jing looked at it and clenched his fists with great enthusiasm.

"I declare..."

"We have unlocked a supernatural secret!"

"It turns out..."

"Science can explain metaphysics!"

This is important!

Since the resurgence of Reiki, the scientific community has been hit hard.

Because scientists discovered that they could not explain the paranormal!

This makes many scientists feel discouraged and even surrender to the extraordinary and admit defeat.

But today, Zeng Jing proved it with facts.

Extraordinary matter has rules to follow, formulas to summarize, and technology to control.

In other words, sooner or later humans can master it.

And tame it!

by that time……

god?

Let me show you my latest research: anti-god weapons!

or……

Eat a psychic terminator bullet from me!

Of course...that was a long, long time ago.

What Zeng Jing did today was just to open the door and prove it.

Just like ancient humans, they mastered the skill of making fire for the first time.

And the Grand Bachelor Su Changming, who had been connected with Zeng Jing, guided and witnessed the whole process, said after a long silence: "Petrochemical energy is dying!"

The emergence of extraordinary silicon crystals means that humans will truly gain energy freedom.

He has already foreseen the moment in the future when photoelectricity will completely replace fuel.

All it takes is fifty lieutenants and a set of traditional silicon crystal preparation equipment, with some slight improvements.

Large-scale preparation can be achieved.

The cost will increase by up to 30%.

But the power generation efficiency is doubled!

This is only the first generation.