I Really Am Not The Lord Of Demon Chapter 241
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Chapter 241: Enigmatical
Situ He’s eyelids were twitching non-stop.
He lowered his head and looked at the grass on the ground.
Situ He carefully considered the words of the owner of the bookstore in his heart.
“You still don’t know?”
“Let’s see how it goes?”
“What does this mean?”
It was not something that could be easily understood, let alone interpreted literally.
He still did not know?
How could it be?
The omniscient and omnipotent him must have already understood everything.
So, what was the purpose of him saying that?
Situ He took a deep breath.
He knew that he was coming, and he also knew that he must know the purpose of his trip.
So…
His words had to be understood and interpreted differently.
It also needed to be connected to his next words to be considered carefully.
“Now…” Situ He was suddenly enlightened and seemed to understand something.
“Speaking of which, usually the last stand is a worthy death even though the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak…” Situ He said carefully with a smile.
He looked at the big screen in front of him. A star who was dressed in fancy clothes was about to go on stage to perform.
He immediately smiled and said, “Sir, look… This celebrity who is about to go on stage to perform, can you say that he doesn’t want to improve his standards?”
“There’s no choice, his ability just like that…”
Ling Pingan listened and immediately laughed.
Situ He’s eyelids twitched non-stop.
Ling Pingan said, “If he doesn’t have enough ability, then practice!”
“He can’t just walk onto the stage without practicing…”
“This is insulting the audience!”
Coincidentally, the celebrity had already started singing.
His singing was terrible.
Out-of-tune and wrong pitch …
However, there was a group of fans below the stage holding banners and screaming.
Seeing that, Ling Pingan couldn’t help but sigh. “I’m wrong…”
“He didn’t insult the audience. He just insulted me…”
Situ He listened. His heart pounded.
He listened to Ling Pingan saying, “His music was never meant for me to see… he has his audience…”
Situ He gulped.
Because, these words, were ordinary on the surface, and they were just ridicule for a celebrity.
But if one thought about it carefully, they would know that there was a hidden meaning behind it!
“This is already a very serious accusation!” Situ He thought.
Even the big shots usually did not criticize that seriously.
That was one of the feelings he got after reading dozens of the notes of the grand ancestor, Taizong, and the high sect’s ministers.
Moreover, under normal circumstances, they also liked to be enigmatic.
Just like this person in front of him.
Even their enigmatic tone was the same.
Just listen to it!
“His music was never meant for me to see…” I didn’t like it, and I’m not interested either. And you guys! I didn’t like you either!
“He has his audience…” even a fool knew what this meant?
On the surface, it meant that the popular star only needed to fool his group of brainless fans. No matter what level it was, someone would buy it.
But thinking about it carefully, the current situation and position.
He could tell that he was pointing at his nose and cursing!
“You idiots!”
“I’ve given you so many conveniences… and you’re giving me this? Just this?”
“Of course… I can understand… After all, you low-dimensional creatures like ants are indeed short-sighted…”
“It can’t be helped. I don’t even know if you can see the sun tomorrow. I don’t see the long-term in you!”
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“That’s normal! The things I gave you are enough for you to enjoy!”
“It’s understandable that you don’t want to work hard!”
Thus, Situ He felt that his legs were trembling.
That was because all the enigmatic words from high-ranked people must be understood in an opposite meaning!
Of course, at the same time, he also put down the most serious worries in his heart.
Because being enigmatic was a good thing!
That meant that he still cared, and he did not want things to become messy!
Of course, he had already given them the chance.
They had to be tactful, and sensible!
Don’t force him to recite the poetry…
Don’t make him be like, Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong which were forced to recite poetry when they were desperate.
“In peace, there are tens of thousands of rooms in the mansion, and all the poor people in the world are happy… woohoo… When this room suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, it would be enough for me to break through and freeze to death alone!”
That was a poem that Emperor Taizu recited when he met the resistance of the famous scholars in the Qing dynasty during the reform years.
After reciting this poem, the famous scholars who stubbornly resisted his educational reform and land tax reform all received a free ticket to Beihai for the rest of their lives…
Thus… Situ He raised his head and looked at the owner of the bookstore who clearly showed disdain smirk, he carefully asked, “Then sir, what do you mean, he…” Situ He pointed at the celebrity that was still wailing like a wolf. “What can he do to expand his audience, especially so that you can also become his audience, sir?”
Ling Pingan laughed. “That is something difficult…”
He looked at the celebrity and pursed his lips. “He has to work hard. I doubt he can…”
Situ He laughed. “Please say it… There’s no harm in saying it…”
“Then work hard on the basic skills!” Ling Pingan laughed. “Concentrate on cultivating inner strength!”
“If he learns the basic skills seriously, he might be able to stand on his feet in a few years with his ability!”
“It’s just… difficult!” Ling Pingan sighed, “He and his company may not be able to make up their minds!”
Situ He listened, and he was almost certain.
The basic skills?
He was saying that the reason why we are stuck in some research bottlenecks is that our foundation is not solid?
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be right.
Much of the current research, especially the research on psionic energy, was still stuck in the classical application.
Because the basic research on psionic energy was too difficult, very few people were willing to try it.
After all, this kind of thing could not be achieved in a short time.
“Is this the purpose of his trip?” Situ He thought.
At this time, Ling Pingan could not stand the celebrity that was wailing on the stage. He stood up impatiently and said to Situ He, “I’ll go somewhere else first… I won’t be able to accompany you anymore…”
Situ He immediately stood up. “Please help yourself!”
He was completely sure that this was his purpose.
So, he left after saying that without hesitation!
“Foundation?” Situ He pursed his lips. He knew what to do.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the celebrity that was still singing and dancing on the stage.
He silently took out his phone and dialed a number. “I’m Situ He…”
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“Yes… which company is that celebrity named Wang Qiu from?”
“Xinle? Tell Xinle that from today onwards, cancel all performances, endorsements, and other activities of Wang Qiu…”
“Send him to the Central Conservatory of Music and learn for four years…”
“He will only be allowed to appear again after the graduation examination!”
“Yes! This is what I mean, and it’s also what the commander-in-chief wants!”
After putting down the phone, Situ He looked at the celebrity who did not know what happened and his fans.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Since that person was using this tool to communicate with him.
Then, this celebrity had already been involved in this chessboard.
Therefore, he became the tool that the federal empire used to express their determination and will to that person.
Watch carefully!
Nothing was impossible!
Therefore…
After entering the Central Conservatory of Music, this celebrity would receive military management and training.
There will be people who will focus on supervising and tutoring him.
If he didn’t make any achievements, if he didn’t learn his true abilities…
Then he wouldn’t graduate!
That was the will of the country!
It wasn’t up to him!
Of course, he would never know the reason for all of this.
But as a chess piece, he had to fulfill all the obligations of a chess piece.
… … … … ..
Holding the pet in his arms, Ling Pingan walked out of the range of the main stage.
He had never liked singing and dancing performance.
The celebrity just now was just a reason to get him to leave early.
In fact, Ling Pingan had never watched a performance for more than twenty minutes.
He wasn’t attracted to singing and dancing.
Fortunately, the dance performance was only one of the celebrations tonight.
There were also other activities in this shooting range and the nearby area.
He followed the crowd and walked toward the food exhibition area not far away.
This place had already become a huge open-air food street.
Countless vendors were gathered here.
The signboards were lit up one by one.
There were all kinds of delicacies, dazzling and overwhelming.
Ling Pingan held his pet and followed the crowd as he walked forward, looking at them as if he was just passing by.
That was the main reason why he went out today. To look for delicacies!
It must be known that every time there was an important festival like the Teacher’s Day celebration, all the snack shops in the city would gather at the celebration site.
Because there was no better advertising opportunity than this kind of celebration!
As he walked, Ling Pingan suddenly saw a familiar figure.
It was a young man from the Land of Qin, who was wearing a chef’s uniform and a pair of gloves. He was standing behind a glass cabinet, and his face was full of pockmarks.
He was the illegal immigrant he had found in Pan Garden the last time.
“He came out so soon?” Ling Pingan was instantly gratified.
That was also the scene he had hoped to see the most.
A difficult person had obtained a new life with his help.
That perfectly satisfied the vanity and sense of justice in his heart.
It made him feel like an ancient gentleman.
So he smiled and walked over to the small cart with the glass cabinet, and he looked at the sign: Little Sa’s stinky tofu.
On both sides of the sign, there were two small billboards, flashing with colorful words.
On the left billboard, it said: Ultimate Food from Hell.
On the right billboard, it said: We’ll make you taste the real dark tofu.
In front of the stall, only a few people were buying.
That was very normal. Usually, the customers of the federal empire would naturally have doubts about the skills of the foreigners.
However…
Out of encouragement, Ling Pingan walked to the stall and lined up.
Soon, it was his turn.
“Sir, we meet again!” Ling Pingan said to the foreigner with a smile.
When the foreigner heard the voice, he raised his head in disbelief, and his hands trembled a little.
“You… you… why are you here…” the moment Saharto saw this terrifying existence that suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt his heart pound violently.
He had thought of the moment when they would meet again.
But he didn’t expect to meet him so soon.
“I’m just taking a stroll…” Ling Pingan said with a smile, “It looks like you’ve done a surprisingly good job in remodeling yourself!”
He had already noticed that this glass cabinet had the logo of the Federal Empire’s immigration bureau on it. That meant that this was a legal stall that had been registered with the Immigration Bureau.
Obviously, this illegal immigrant had already received training and had been modified. Furthermore, he was considered to be able to adapt to the society of the Federal Empire.
That made Ling Pingan feel extremely gratified!
Saharto nodded, then shook his head. “No… I still have a lot to learn…”
He thought of his father.
Duke Ivy of Hell…
He knew that his father had fallen forever, in the hands of this person before him.
Moreover, it was likely that he had been eaten alive!
He did not want to become this person’s food.
Ling Pingan looked at the black stinky tofu in the foreigner’s oil pan and said, “Give me two pieces of that!”
Saharto immediately picked up a plastic box and scooped up two pieces from the oil pan with a slotted spoon. He placed them in the plastic box and quickly added his secret sauce.
That sauce was personally invented and mixed by him.
What he pursued was extreme stimulation and taste.
Of course… it passed the Blackguard’s test and was confirmed that it was harmless to ordinary people. At the same time, it did not contain any psionic substance.
Handing over the plastic box, Saharto said subconsciously, “Thank you, a total of ten yuan!”
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
However, Ling Pingan had already taken out his phone with a smile and scanned the code to pay.
Then, he took the box and walked to the side, putting the kitten Bastet down. Then, he gently picked up a piece of steaming stinky tofu and dipped it in the sauce provided by the other party.
Then, he took a bite.
“Delicious!” Ling Pingan’s eyes lit up.
In his opinion, this piece of stinky tofu was the most delicious of all the stinky tofu he had ever eaten!
It wasn’t just the sauce that was spicy enough!
The key was that the tofu itself was tender.
There was also a hint of a nutlike mellow fragrance when he ate it!
It was simply too great!
So, he began to munch on it.
The little cat, Bastet, laid at his feet and looked at her master eating. She also held back her drool.
Ling Pingan took a glance and placed the remaining piece of stinky tofu in front of her along with the plastic box.
The little one immediately purred, and then she laid her head in the plastic box and started to eat happily.
Ling Pingan walked towards the vendor of ‘Little Sa’s stinky tofu’ once again.
The vendor raised his head, looked at him, and carefully asked, “Sir, you…”
“Your stinky tofu is not bad!” Ling Pingan gave him a thumbs up and praised, “Can you give me a business card for meal ordering?”
“I might call you to order a meal someday!”
“Sure!” Saharto hurriedly took out a printed business card from a drawer and handed it over with both hands. “You can call me anytime when you want to eat!”
“I’m Little Sa, and I’ll be on standby!”
Ling Pingan smiled and took it as a courtesy. He kept the business card and shouted to Bastet, “Little one, let’s go… Let’s watch the fireworks show!”
The kitten immediately purred and followed her master.
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