Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

"Magic Girl Madoka Magica".

The script, Xu Yuanxuan.

When playing the ending animation, people in another world noticed the name Xu Yuanxuan for the first time.

For a long time to come, this name will become a nightmare for many people. Every time a new anime is published and the script is this person, it is not a good thing... This guy must be a demon! It must be a devil! It is the kind of devil recorded in the church ceremony!

Hill couldn't help laughing after receiving a lot of fierce letters. He really wanted to reply to these audiences: No, Xu Yuanxuan is a warrior who claims to love~

Seeing how painful everyone is now, and thinking about his pain back then, his heart is full of evil taste. He felt like a messenger who sowed demon seeds at this time.

Heart~full~meaning~full~ah.

02.

Devildom. Land of the Fallen Angels.

Making floating islands is an indisputable big project, and it requires multi-party cooperation.

Naturally, such a large project will encounter many problems. Hill, together with the scientific research department and the black dwarves, conducted research and worked together to solve various difficulties.

The liches and ghosts of the scientific research department didn't think much of the black dwarves at first. They felt that these black dwarves had very low magic literacy and would just blindly act brutally, but they were convinced by the black dwarves' rich experience in machinery not long after they worked together. NS.

The black dwarves initially felt that these guys in the scientific research department were talking on paper and had no practical experience, but after the scientific research department directly calculated a perfect data on paper, the black dwarves admitted uncomfortably, well, these guys are indeed very useful.

After the initial running-in, they played the role of cooperation. Of course, there must be friction. These innocuousness even became fun in boring research—at least when Hill looked like it, he even thought they were. It seems to be flirting:

"Do you think you can insert this thing smoothly? Have you calculated the data?"

"Do you still need to calculate data for this kind of thing? Just try it? You nerds."

Hill and Monroe stood at the door, and Monroe smiled, "Is this what you call flirting?"

Hill covered his face: "Maybe I should re-examine their relationship."

Pushing the door open, Hill saw that the black dwarf was trying to insert the magnet into a dug diamond.

"Emmm..." Hill pondered.

Then Monroe turned his head to look at Hill, and saw that he wanted to laugh a little: "So you always understood this way? Flirtation?"

Hill insisted: "Don't you think what they said is misleading?"

"No." Monroe said, "This kind of behavior of yours can be described by a sentence in the church ceremony: what you think in your heart is what you see in your eyes, and you need to be purified by our Lord."

The corners of Hill's mouth twitched. All right. Monroe's meaning is translated into modern Chinese, doesn't it mean that everything is yellow in your heart?

Let multiple races participate in large-scale projects together, which is conducive to fostering the feelings between them. Hill thinks so.

The black dwarves and ghosts over there are a bit inexplicable, "My lord, what can I do for you?" the ghost asked.

"It's okay, you guys continue." Hill said, and then he went aside to look at the model of the floating island.

An enthusiastic voice from the black dwarf came from behind: "Let's go ahead, try inserting it from another angle this time!"

Hill slipped and almost fell on the table. Monroe quickly moved the floating island model aside in time, otherwise the result might be the collective intention of the scientific research department to kill the king.

I'm guilty. Hill stared blankly, "Speaking of what the purification ceremony of the Bright Church is like?"

"The rituals on the top and the bottom are different, and the effects are different," Monroe said.

"How exactly is it different?" Hill asked.

Monroe replied: "The upper level purification ritual uses magic, and the lower level purification ritual uses physical methods. The former makes people live, the latter makes people die."

Hill rolled his eyes: "So if you die, you will be completely purified, and the land will be white and clean."

Monroe: "This is not what I wanted..."

"Have I heard something wrong?" Hill's lips curled up, and he casually placed his hand on the wall to the left of Monroe. "Are you defending the church?"

"Their purpose is not to let the help-seekers die," Monroe was indifferent, his cold gray eyes didn't even blink, "but to get greater benefits from the help-seekers."

"Take their money?" Hill asked.

"The property of a dead believer can easily be confiscated." Monroe replied, "The specific treatment...I don't understand medicine, but I think it's nonsense."

Hill remembered the information he had read before: "Bloodletting, enema, vomiting?"

Hill remembers that the famous poet Byron was killed by bloodletting. After he put a pile of blood, he was given a laxative by the doctor. He lost consciousness. The doctor also put leeches on his temples all night, so he did it. It's dead... It's terrible. Oh, by the way, the British in the 14th century believed that feces should be smeared on the wound after bleeding the patient. Looking at the various information at that time, I always felt that the doctor was afraid that the patient would not die fast enough.

Hill looked up relevant information, and the treatments were more terrifying than the other, and felt that the treatment was written and read as torture.

"Yes." Monroe nodded.

"Other than that? Is there anything more in line with the church?" Hill asked.

"For example, if you have a headache, the priest will think that the devil has gotten into your head." Monroe said.

"Then get holy water back on your head?" Hill asked.

"I will take a nail soaked in holy water into your head." Monroe replied simply.

Hill blurted out a damned sentence.

The demons who listened to their conversation next to them shivered, and the black dwarf said what they felt: "Are you demons or we are demons?"

Even Monroe couldn't help his mouth twitching, "...so I am a real demon now."

After hearing this, Hill felt pain in his head. Okay, he thought, he could begin to develop some pharmacy. This weapon was given to the Dark Vatican and let them use pharmacy to develop believers.

"How come it hurts so much."

"...And if you are judged to be invaded by a demon and you happen to be good-looking, the priests will exorcise you through intercourse." Monroe continued, "Of course, whether you are sick or not, priest With that said, you have to be exorcised."

"Those girls are very poor." Hill said sincerely.

"There are teenagers," Monroe reminded.

"Oh. Okay." Hill patted his head.

What kind of dark age is this? Fortunately, I became a demon in my own clothes. It's really not fun to go through this kind of thing. If you saw the smelly medieval times from the data before, and I felt it was just curious, then after listening to these various terrible things...Hill couldn't help feeling that modern society is better.

"Fortunately, I won't be so exorcised by the priest." Hill sighed with emotion.

Monroe glanced at him, then looked out the window.

Hill felt that Monroe's reaction was a bit inexplicable. He considered it carefully, and then waved his hand, "Wait, I don't mean that. I mean don't get bloodletted enema or something, not the one who was intercourse, not the one who teased you... Forget it, what am I going to say?" He is the devil, no one can do anything to him. Let him cross the waist for a while.

Monroe looked back, "You are my lord, so you can do whatever you want."

"...Tsk. I always feel that this sentence is a **** pun." Hill complained.

Monroe smiled slightly. "The scenery is really good tonight, Hill."

The moon outside is very big, the moon is like a dream, and the stars in the night sky are like gleaming dust, scattered randomly.

"It's really good." Hill's mentality also calmed down, "Monroe."

The black dwarves over there whispered:

"What is my king talking to the death knight?"

"Are you talking about the scenery?"

"Feeling a pun in one word?"

"God's horse mean?"

Hill wanted to laugh a little, "Okay, keep busy. Monroe, walk with me."

"good."

02.

Since Hill has the consciousness of becoming a demon king, he has been instilling a concept in the various races of the demon world: each race has their strengths and weaknesses. If we can learn from each other and cooperate with each other, we will be invincible. Invincible.

In the early and mid-term Hill can also study with the research department and the black dwarves. In the middle and late stages, Hill's brain can't change. After all, he belongs to a person who has poor basics and likes BB. In order to prevent himself from continuing to be barren and commanding, Hill withdrew from the research on the floating island.

Sometimes the scientific research department would approach him when he encountered a problem. He tried to search on Baidu, and then took out some things he didn't understand and gave it to the scientific research department. The scientific research department could continue to calculate based on those things.

Sure enough, there is a specialization in the surgery industry. Hill thought. Just concentrate on the way of imperialism.

03.

This day is extremely long for many people in the Magnolia Empire.

Because they have been looking forward to the next episode of "Magic Girl Madoka Magica" since last night.

Damn, damn, why do you only broadcast one episode a day? Why do you want to chase drama? Will it not fragrant if I just buy the DVD projection stone and watch it when it's over?

Some people really can't afford projection stones, they can't even afford magic phones, they just look at them in other stores.

And for some people, he couldn't bear it, saying that he would not watch it today, but at that time he couldn't help but stretch out his paw and open the magic phone.

Will there be a reversal in the next episode? Will Bama Meimei come out suddenly? Many people have such expectations.

As time passed, many people turned on their magic phones in advance, waiting for the animation to start.

However, now there are all kinds of advertisements on mobile phones.

endure. call…

Finally, the animation started.

"Have you seen a death like yesterday?"

"Yeah. It's too much to count."

Girls walking in tandem by the river in the sunset.

Beautiful and dreamy scenes, but the dialogue reveals the coldness of cold reality.

"Sister Bamamei's room, has it always been like that?"

"She only has distant relatives. There is still a long time before the disappearance report."

"Will no one find out that she is dead?"

"There is no way. If you die over there, the body will not be left.

In this world, she is the missing person forever.

That's the end of the magical girl. "

At the end of the anime, Madoka’s friend Sayaka becomes a magical girl. She makes a wish to make the boy she likes better.

Sayaka and Shikameyuan spoke optimistically, but no audience could be optimistic about it.

What is waiting for Sayaka?

What is waiting for Madoka?

The ending song sounded.

Few people in the tavern spoke, and they were very depressed.

From the beginning of this episode, "Magic Girl Madoka Magica" has entered a state of high-powered episodes, and the terrible plot will unfold rapidly, death, despair, powerlessness, sadness... This anime is difficult for children to understand, and they have a certain experience. People, it can exert a greater effect.

The audience thought that Bamami's death was a nightmare, but they did not realize that this was the beginning of the nightmare.

A few more days passed. At the end of the episode, Kyoko dragged Sayaka in despair and blew herself to death. Xiao Meiyan asked Kewpie: Can Kyoko really save Sayaka like this? Chobe is still the smiling face that hasn't changed for thousands of years: Of course not.

Many people saw that the table was going to be set up here.

What kind of plot, what lines, can't people leave some illusions? I have been tortured enough in reality, so why should I continue to be tortured in the illusory world? !

What embarrassed Hill was that after Sayaka’s death, the ratings of "Magic Girl Circle" dropped...

Is this too much?

04.

Jefferson Black’s birthday party.

Today Jefferson wore an extremely gorgeous, dark purple velvet robe, with a light-colored vest on the outside, and Jefferson's clan emblem was embroidered on the robe, which made him look elegant, calm and decent. The previous word is what he lacks most now. Old Jackson once taught him: "You are not as elegant as your sister now!"

Jefferson was shocked: "Is my manners so bad now?"

Olivia, who was next to her, almost pinched her spoon short.

This is really my father, really my brother.

That day, the banquet hall of the Jackson House was very gorgeous. The floor was covered with luxurious two-tone carpets from Mülheim, and the walls were covered with colorful tapestry from the south. The door is inlaid with magnolia flower carvings, covered with a layer of silver, gleaming under the light of the wind lanterns nearby.

As the eldest son of old Jackson, the unmarried Jefferson is very popular among the noble ladies.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that Jefferson and Princess Lydia match the identities, and Emperor Magnolia did mention the marriage, and the old Jackson also thinks it is good. But that was what happened back then. Now that old Jackson knew that Hill had a lot of plots on Princess Lydia, and that there was an extra Theodore, when Magnolia brought up the marriage again, old Jackson was embarrassed. He can't say: Forget it, your daughter has an affair with a commoner.

…Actually, this matter is also a time bomb. I don’t know how His Highness Greenward will deal with it.

Hill’s birthday gift to Jefferson was a dark elf. …Don’t get me wrong, it’s not used to do that kind of weird things, but to do more brutal things.

Yes, Hill gave Jefferson a demon killer. The opponent has been loyal to the Jackson family for ten years, and then will return to the Demon Realm.

Jefferson was naturally very surprised by this birthday gift.

Old Jackson briefly received a few of his peers, then greeted Hill and said to sit inside. After Hill followed in, the old Jackson first handed him an envelope. The letter was sealed with purple wax and printed with the Jackson family emblem.

Hill opened the letter and asked, "How are you doing?" Then he saw the large amount of income the Jackson family had obtained through the Demon Realm Business Place in the letter. Old Jackson raised his hand and Hill smiled: "Okay, look. I don't need to ask this question when I get up."

Old Jackson also laughed, "I plan to put two thirds of it on charity."

"You are such a good person." Hill scanned the data.

"I'm not." Old Jackson said.

"I just look at the results." Hill said. In fact, Hill’s ideas have always been quite special. For example, on the earth, it is said that so-and-so is actually hypocritical, and some people donate for a show. Hill thinks that there is no problem. If hypocritical is for a lifetime, then it is really kind, even if it is a show donating money. so what? The money is really donated, and the result is good.

"What you see is not the final result." Old Jackson said.

"Do you think you can see the final result as a mere human?" Hill looked at old Jackson carelessly. "What are you arrogant about, old Jackson." He got up and walked in front of old Jackson with a vivid expression. A dude, but his squinted eyes didn't have any frivolousness, but with a cold smile: "I said you are doing good deeds, and you are doing good deeds."

It was rainy in the late spring of Magnolia City, and the scenery in the city was not clearly visible under the cover of night and rain, but the city walls in the darkness could be vaguely seen.

Hill's eyes were like night with heavy rain outside.

Old Jackson let out a sigh of relief, "Then this topic will stop here."

"Yes." Hill returned to his seat over there. "Let's have a relaxing chat."

"Hmm..." Old Jackson pondered for a while and asked, "What is the ending of "Magic Girl Madoka Magica"?"

"Are you asking me to spoil you?" Hill asked.

"This is being discussed by the collaborators." Old Jackson said.

Hill wanted to laugh a little, what a polite spoiler reason!

"Okay, then I'll probably talk to you. First of all, you already know that the demons were made by magical girls?" Hill asked.

Old Jackson nodded, "I just don't understand here. If you look at what you insinuate, you want to say that it is never the demons that harm humans, but the humans themselves are harming humans? What about that Chobe?"

"I tell you all the settings: First, it exists in many, many worlds." Hill said.

Hill blurs the concept of universe and planet here, because people in other worlds don't understand this.

"Well... it was mentioned in the church ceremony. Actually, there are multiple worlds." Old Jackson nodded.

"It takes energy to maintain all the worlds. If there is not enough energy, those worlds will be destroyed. Chubby is a'higher creature' outside of humans. It has the technology to transform feelings into energy. At this point, I think you have guessed something. Something, right? Yes, the magical girl is a scam. Kewpie does everything possible to get the girls to sign a contract to become a magical girl, and then let them fall into despair, which will generate a huge amount of energy." Hill Tanshou: "The magical girl was born to change In fact, the real demons have long since disappeared. Kewpie thinks that the term "Devil" is easier to arouse people's hostility, so the monsters that the magical girl turns into after despair are called demons."

Old Jackson was shocked, "Are you..."

"Profane the gods." Hill said, "The **** of light has been beautiful for too long. As the demon king, I should blaspheme the gods, right?"

No wonder the novel CP of the protagonist of many demon kings on the earth will be the **** of light. The taste of the original blasphemous **** is so sensational.

The God of Light lets angels descend on the believers to fight, and then the believers die.

Reminiscent of angels, Chobe abducts girls to become magical girls, and then makes them die in despair.

The purpose of angels is to protect the entire human race.

The meaning of the magical girl's existence is to provide energy for the movement of the world.

God loves the world, and God does not love a single person.

Chobe’s purpose is ‘great’, it’s really to keep the world running.

Can't the audience see the metaphor? It doesn't matter, they just need to remember this feeling of despair.

This is a seed, and sooner or later it will emerge from the ground under the water of the devil.

Hill touched his chin and thought badly: "Let's show this to Teresa's paladins first, and see how they react."

A little looking forward to it.

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