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Torrential downpour. The industrial system in Changjia is almost completely shut down, and the water quality is good.

Lu Yan didn't bring an umbrella, but luckily he didn't hate rain.

Although it only took a few tens of seconds, the younger brother's face had already become blurred in his mind, leaving only a heart-pounding silhouette.

Lu Yan let out a sigh and pushed open the front door.

This is a ‌ restaurant. Looking at the decoration, the owner should have spent a lot of money. The piano in the corner is covered with a thick layer of ash.

[The Holy Spirit is in the freezer in the kitchen. ]

On the map, the red dot was already very close to him.

Lu Yan pushed open the back kitchen. There was a foul stench coming.

[The power outage is too long, and the stuff in the freezer stinks. ]

Especially meat and eggs. In the beginning, there were still insects running around in the kitchen, but after dozens of times, even the hatched flies disappeared. But the disgusting stench remained.

There was no light here, it was pitch black. Unlike ordinary darkness, the darkness here seems to devour the light source.

If it wasn't for a pair of eyes, Lu Yan would probably be blind.

[This is a favorite restaurant of the Holy Spirit when he was an insurance salesman. Here, he proposes to the girl he loves. ]

[The girl did not promise him because she had a rare disease, and Changjia was only an island country with limited medical care. There is a need for better and better hospitals. ]

[So, the Holy Spirit used his talent to create the Bliss religion and began his life of swindling. ]

"What you said seems to be whitewashing it."

[Do not. He became a **** of belief, felt power, and understood that his talent could still be used in this way. He has money, status, more and more beautiful women. ‌The girl he liked at first became mediocre, he gave up treatment, but came up with a good method. can keep them together forever. ]

[He eats his brain. Since then, he has been a pollutant, and it is his brain that produces the lesions. ]

Bliss has grown and developed in Changjia, and his reputation in this small place even surpassed that of the local president. The Holy Spirit is also very careful, so that Chang Jia will not be noticed by the outside world too early. It's just that as time goes by, his body gradually grows old.

The Holy Spirit wants to make his kingdom last through the ages in an immortal way.

It began to live in other people's bodies frequently, and it was called "God descending". People are just bodies manipulated by their brains.

It's just that the human body is too fragile after all. And a human society full of order is not the real kingdom of God that the Holy Spirit wants.

So it completely abandoned the human body and became what it is now.

The large-scale death of believers on Changjia Island finally attracted the attention of the outside world, and also attracted the movement of the kingdom of God.

It was at that time that the Holy Spirit realized that there were not only "pollutants" like them in this world, but also some "human beings" who were not afraid of death and were in the middle chain of evolution.

It was defeated, but never thought it would die. It is the existence at the top of the spiritual pollutants. As long as there is "thinking" in the world, then it and the Bliss religion will continue forever.

- Right now.

Lu Yan violently opened the freezer, and the ingredients in the bags were piled up here. The meat in it had already rotted, and even the sewage had dried up. Only the disgusting stench still lingered.

In a pile of rubbish, he rummaged through a clever, fresh brain flower.

The Holy Spirit was still stubbornly resisting, and let out a high scream, Lu Yan became even more dizzy, as if he would fall asleep at any time.

The mist filled the narrow room, and the concentration was so high that Lu Yan seemed to be soaked in white milk.

Lu Yan's movements were indeed affected to some extent. His steps were staggered, and his brain began to hum and hurt; blood came out of his ears and slid down the sides of his cheeks.

But throughout, his hands were steady.

Naohua was caught by him and screamed: "How is it possible! Why haven't you passed out yet?!"

The feeling of this brain flower in the hand is like a heavy solid ball. There are ravines all over the table, much like weathered and compressed jerky, and it is wood and hard.

The Holy Spirit struggled violently, but the barb-like nails on Lu Yan's hand digged deeply into its flesh, making it impossible to break free.

Lu Yan resisted the never-before-seen sleepiness, and staggeredly raised the knife in his hand.

"My friend, there may be some misunderstanding between us. You don't know me. In fact, on Changjia Island, my followers and I live very happily. The outside world is so dangerous, I give them peace and stability. Harmony, even from a human point of view, you can't understand my painstaking efforts..."

As the Holy Spirit spoke, a burst of alternating current burst out from its cerebral cortex.

In normal times, this voltage could at least electrocute a few elephants, but Lu Yan only felt that his arm was slightly numb.

This is very unscientific, and it is divided into the talents of the Apocalypse; either it is superimposed on the physical strength, or it is superimposed on the mental strength. It is hard to have a person who is all-powerful and all-powerful. Even, there is no such contamination.

The Holy Spirit originally thought that Lu Yan was the apocalypse of the spiritual department, but now it seems that it has miscalculated.

The fire of **** penetrated into its body, just like Mentos was thrown into Coke, and Bai Huahua's brain suddenly exploded and overflowed. It was all over the kitchen, and brains were splattered on the ceiling.

The main body of the Holy Spirit is actually more than ten meters long, and it is compressed into this shape for the convenience of escape.

Lu Yan inevitably remembered what Naohua said before, "wasting food".

In the palm of Lu Yan's palm, the Holy Spirit let out an extremely painful scream: "I don't understand! Let me die clearly, why can you find me! Why is the mental attack on you invalid?!"

Once upon a time, no, maybe six months ago. In the botanical garden, it made Lu Yan Qiqiao bleed in just a short photo.

It simply couldn't figure out how Lu Yan could grow to such a level in such a short period of time.

-I've never heard of it.

There is no precedent for the former, and it is impossible for anyone to copy the latter.

The fire of **** has its own burning properties, which makes the brain flower in the hand emit a scorching fragrance of grease, and the bright red watch gradually turns pink and white.

It's a pity that Lu Yan didn't bring onion, **** and garlic, and this brain flower smelled a little too foul.

Lu Yan was silent and made several cuts in a row. This brain flower became riddled with holes, and only a layer of shriveled skin was left behind.

There was something hard inside, and Lu Yan tore off the outer skin and saw that it was actually a ring.

[It's a wedding ring. ‌On that day, promised to marry him. ]

On the map, red dots flickered rapidly, and then disappeared completely.

Lu Yan asked, "Is he dead?"

[died. But as long as human beings still exist and still think, the Holy Spirit, or this form of pollutants, will not die. ]

[But in a short time, there will be no second brain flower. ]

Lu Yan touched his stomach, very hungry. But this stuff is really not easy to swallow, too fishy.

He thought for a moment, took off his gloves, and split a mouth in his palm.

Lu Yan threw the remains of the Holy Spirit into the room.

The system burst into tears: [It's so miserable for a fool, he's mentally retarded, and he wants to be your trash can. ]

In order to find the onion, ginger, and garlic, Lu Yan, who has a lot of cooking experience, originally thought that this thing would not taste very good. As a result, the entrance is burnt and fragrant, and the fat flow oil. Just can't eat too much, man. Fortunately, the Holy Spirit wisely compressed himself into a lump.

Lu Yan came out leaning against the wall. Not for support, but for headaches.

He didn't measure his current disease degree, but it shouldn't be too low.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the s-level task Divine Kingdom ‌moving, which took 9 days and 13‌ hours. Although cloudy clouds and white mists still hang over the land, the scourge of the scourge has been resolved. ]

[You are... a hero. Although the word is cliché, from a human standpoint, it seems that no other word is appropriate. ]

‌Because he was too sleepy, Lu Yan didn't even have the energy to speak. He now fully understands why not letting prisoners sleep is torture.

He moved a chair and planned to lie down on the table and sleep for a while. Now, even if 10 tails are swaying in front of him, Lu Yan only has the idea of ​​sleeping in his mind.

[I don't recommend you go to bed right now, though. ]

Lu Yan said, "Don't be noisy."

System: [Ninghuai's disease has reached 99, you can't really sleep, can you? ]

Lu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.

For the first time in his life, he scolded, "Fuck."