Return Of The Devil's Son - Chapter 61 - 60

There once upon-a-time roamed a boy.The boy went from a baby to a toddler. Then from a toddler to a child. Then a child to a boy. Then from a boy to a man. But, no matter how old he grew, no matter how much time passed, he kept on pondering and pondering, if people reflected on their existence, then what did existence reflect on?No matter if he was crawling on all fours with pacifier, drawing a red house on a green hill with a painting brush, fishing for big and small fishies in his small, little boat, skinning a deer he had caught, or even sleeping, the question persisted.No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't reach the answer.He became a tutor, a teacher, a killer, a hacker, a criminal, until there was once thing he still did not become.A God.Being subjected to a heavily traumatizing event, Amon now wakes up to only to find himself in a game called 'The Adventure of the Hero: IX' he had once played a long time ago, where he finds a world filled with swords and magic, a magical academy, demons, high-ranked devils, dragons, and advanced technologyFollow the story of Amon, the eighth mechanism of the universe, as he navigates through worlds, universes, multiverses, and the omniverse. gathering the rest of the eight mechanisms, fighting against ancient and outer gods, becoming a tutor of a certain, little daughter-of-a-demon-king, put on a witch hunt of eldricht cosmic horror entities, attending an academy with the protagonist, heroines, villains, villainesses, and even a transmigrated third-rate final boss, meeting witches, creating sects, meeting the 9 goddesses, going against both Orthodox and Unorthodox churches, and many more!This is the story of a boy that had nothing, the story of the boy who knew the price of zer0, the legend of the boy known as 'The Happy'.The Boy who had a broken God Complex----------------------WARNING: This novel delves into themes of madness, insanity, and distorted realities. As the story progresses, it may change your perception and evoke unsettling emotions. Reader discretion is advised. Take care to recognize when to step back if you feel overwhelmed.

“You mean that Prince Yu wants to marry me?”

As a senior Green Tea, Bi Ming recently became addicted to watching love variety shows and she found a very interesting phenomenon:

As long as the girls are more popular and people can’t find any real black spots, they like to call them “Green Tea”.

As long as you don’t like a girl, using “Tea” to describe the other party seems to be able to win back a city and humiliate her maliciously.

No matter what the character of the girl is; innocent, lively, gentle, kind, or bright and generous, as long as they use the word “Tea” to label the other party, they can scold her to their heart’s content.

“She is also green tea?” Bi Ming watched the sour netizens in the comment area jumping up and down to scold the most beautiful and well behaved girl in the show as ‘Green tea girl,’ and she couldn’t help sneering, “I still have too little knowledge.”

Real green tea can make you cry without crying. As a green tea herself, Bi Ming was well versed in the ‘tea art’. Even if she changed men like she changes clothes, whenever she hooked her finger, someone will lick it. Moreover, she could also render the lemon essences who were jealous of her speechless.

Just when she sighed, a light sphere calling itself the “Green tea system” appeared.

“Congratulations on seeing through the essence and summoning this system.”

“As we all know, ‘green tea’ has become the best way to stigmatize attractive girls in today’s society. ”

“Some girls, who do not meet the standard of green tea at all, are framed as green tea and have no power to fight back, which greatly reduces the reputation of green tea.”

“Ms. Bi Ming, as a senior green tea in this world, would you like to go to other worlds and let some ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well, who have wronged good people, experience the real tea art?”

Bi Ming smiled lightly: “It sounds very interesting.”

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I had to take him home and raise him. There was no bathtub or a large basin at home, so I had to put him in the washing machine for the time being.

It was an hour later before I remembered it again, by which he had been washed extremely clean.

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