I killed the film and television world

The operation of catching the turtle in the jar is over.

However, the incident still caused a huge uproar in the aftermath, and its impact continued to spread, causing a violent uproar around the world.

The king-level demon ghost was a level that had almost never been heard of before.

As a result, during this operation, nearly fifty people were detained in one go.

Among them, high-level demons and ghosts around S level suffered heavy casualties.

Because of the live broadcast, the spread of this incident was quite astonishing.

In a very short period of time, various short video clips became popular on the Internet.

However, beneath the hustle and bustle, countries around the world are worried.

I am afraid that the flower growers have a hard life, and I am also afraid that they drive a Land Rover.

After the incident, the most eye-catching thing was the overall gains of this operation and Song Ren’s position.

This is what worries the other heads of state the most.

After all, according to the ancient history of the Flower-Growing Country, there are records of great unification in the Flower-Growing Country.

However, in today's increasingly tense international situation, the flower-growing family suddenly sent a message to the whole world, demanding to hold a joint meeting similar to a "loot-sharing conference".

It was Song Ren's request to divide the spoils.

To complete this mission and stabilize the balance between the two worlds, it is necessary to find suitable contractors for the forty-eight king-level demons.

Although the domestic side intends to convey the idea of ​​passing everything down through Song Si, this is somewhat unrealistic.

For a king-level demon ghost, if he is not talented enough, let alone signing a contract, it would be good if he is not attacked back.

Even though the country has a large population and is not short of talented people, it is still a bit too much to expect to find so many gifted people who have transcended the power level and are compatible with the king-level demons.

To be precise, it is already quite good luck to be able to find forty-eight contractors all over the world.

Song Ren even planned to temporarily seal a part of it and hand it over to Song Si for safekeeping, and then unseal it again after finding a suitable contractor.

However, given Song Ren's identity and position, he was instinctively willing to favor the Flower Growers.

Half of the king-level ones were left in the country in advance so that they could slowly look for contractors.

The remaining twenty-four king-level demons are the fruits of the spoils-dividing meeting.

……

This joint meeting was held in City A in the national district.

Among the more than 200 countries in the world, more than 190 actively dispatched diplomats, who rushed to the scene on special planes as soon as possible.

At the beginning of the meeting, Song Ren just stood outside the door of the auditorium and did not enter.

Originally, he wanted to wait until a rough result was reached and then go in and divide the cake.

As a result, he waited in the corridor from morning until afternoon, but the conference room was still noisy.

My impression is that those high-ranking diplomats were acting like shrews in the street, it was quite intense.

Song Ren leaned against the wall out of boredom and rested for a while. When he opened his eyes again, the conference room was still bustling with activity.

I wonder if the people inside are thirsty...

Song Ren waved to the staff guarding the door, and the two of them respectfully opened the main door of the conference hall for him.

The conference hall is simple and elegant, with the layout of a stepped auditorium.

The room was already filled with diplomats from various countries in suits and ties. Even when Song Ren opened the door and entered, he did not wake up the heated arguments at the table.

Until Song Ren's calm footsteps were heard, walking from the end of the stairs gradually towards the podium.

The originally heated atmosphere of the argument began to calm down little by little from the back to the front.

More and more eyes subconsciously watched the back of the person walking towards the stage:
Is this the man who was able to accomplish such a crazy thing on his own?

Countless curious eyes were cast over.

Song Ren stood in front of the stage in the huge hall, tapped the desk with his fingers, and then spoke: "Everyone, time is running out, what is the result of your discussion?"

Below the stage, the diplomats from various countries gathered around felt somewhat embarrassed.

Everyone was arguing so fiercely about the quota just now that there has been no result so far.

They looked at each other, and finally a diplomat from a small Nordic country in the left corner suddenly stood up and said righteously:

"Mr. Song, we all know that you played a huge role in this incident."

"But this is the parliament hall after all. Please leave professional matters to us professionals."

After a brief pause, the diplomat looked around and saw that his words had caused his colleagues to look at him in shock.

He couldn't help but adjust his tie to make his appearance appear more elegant.

Song Ren smiled and said, "So what do you mean?"

The diplomat pointed to the direction of the door and said calmly: "I just want to tell you - the door is over there."

The other diplomats at the table looked at each other as if they were fools.

Although in the past, this guy has always played the role of a vanguard against the flower-growing faction in order to cling to the Eagle Sauce.

But this time, it was too direct.

Even the American diplomat couldn't help but wipe away his sweat. He really didn't expect that this brother would be so tough.

Song Ren also laughed when he heard this, and couldn't help asking, "Do you know that I caught all these demons?"

The diplomat from the small Nordic country nodded: "I know."

Song Ren continued: "Then do you know that the ranks of these demons are all king-level?"

The diplomat nodded as if it was a matter of course: "Of course, otherwise, do you think we would gather here for such a small matter?"

Song Ren: "If you don't like gathering here, you can just leave."

The diplomat frowned: "Mr. Song, do you realize that this is a solemn diplomatic venue, not a place where you can express your emotions freely?"

"Okay, let me put it another way." Song Ren just smiled silently.

Then he walked towards him and said, "Well, Mr. Diplomat, do you know that a king-level demon is capable of destroying a small or medium-sized country by itself?"

The diplomat nodded again, but he was becoming increasingly impatient: "Please speak directly to what you want to say."

Song Ren: "As far as I remember, your entire country has a population of less than three million, so I'll just calculate it as three million. As for the land area, it's about 7 square kilometers. Am I right?"

The diplomat's expression became increasingly grim upon hearing this: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Song Ren smiled slightly: "What I mean is, if anyone in your country is killed, I can overthrow your entire country in two or three minutes at most, leaving no one behind."

"So, what qualifies you to stand up?"

The diplomat's face immediately turned awkward, and he suddenly raised his voice: "What did you say!!!"

Song Ren whispered, "Do you want to give it a try?"

In an instant, nearly 200 diplomats in the entire parliament hall looked over in unison.

Song Ren stepped forward, patted the other person's shoulder gently, and said calmly: "Sit down."

The diplomat was stiff, but had to sit back in his seat.

Then he heard Song Ren's very bewitching voice, and continued: "Guess, if I take your head, will your Yuanshi condemn me or congratulate me?"

The diplomat finally realized that the officialdom system would not work in front of this person.

He opened his mouth palely, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but instinctively couldn't say anything.

Song Ren walked back to the podium and said bluntly: "A king-level demon ghost is not something you can control just because you want to. Don't worry about the quota issue. At most, it will be a fair competition." As soon as he finished speaking, a brown-haired, blue-eyed diplomat raised his hand.

Song Ren nodded and signaled him to speak.

The other party stood up, sorted out his words a little, then raised his head and said, "Mr. Song, since we are talking about fair competition, I would like to ask you a question."

Song Ren motioned for him to continue.

The other party said: "We all know that in this operation, you subdued a total of forty-eight kings."

"If we are talking about fair competition, why can the rest of us only get half of it?"

Song Ren nodded: "That makes sense. Since it's a fair competition, I'd better not divide it. This way everyone will be fair."

"..." The diplomat who spoke was suddenly speechless.

The other diplomats were also collectively dumbfounded.

How can you do things so unconventionally? Normally, you have to bargain. How can you just skip all the procedures?

Song Ren stopped joking and said formally: "Okay, enough joking."

"I still say the same thing about the specific allocation issue. In one word, those who are talented enough to handle it will be given priority, regardless of their nationality."

The previous conversation emphasized Song Ren's strength, and this sentence set the tone for the distribution, making it difficult for other countries to interfere too much.

……

Next, nearly a month passed.

Song Ren has been busy screening contractors.

After more than a month, only about thirty of the forty-eight kings had successfully signed the contract.

The remaining dozen or so kings were basically all from the national area. Because they could not find suitable contractors for the time being, they were sealed with blood by Song Ren and placed in Song Si's hands.

By the way, after being trained by Song Ren, Song Si's contracted demon ghost also successfully signed a contract with a king-level demon with good strength.

Moreover, she has two contracts, so her personal prospects are broader.

When things got to this point, Song Ren's task had already been updated to completed status.

Obviously, under the current circumstances, the world has already escaped the timeline of destruction.

It was time for Song Ren to leave again.

Before leaving, he had one last breakfast with Song Si at a roadside vendor in Area A.

Song Si seemed to have sensed the old ancestor's intention to leave, and did not rush to pick up his chopsticks. Instead, he chattered on about some of the things he had learned about Song Ren.

In fact, in this world line, Song Ren has only seen the descendants of the Baizhi line.

However, we did not see Meng Hongyan's family, which should have been the authentic identity. From what Song Si said, it seemed that they were on a different timeline than their descendants.

The only thing in common is that Song Ren often takes the people around him, constantly crossing the timeline and traveling in one dimension of time and space after another.

This approach is indeed in line with my own style.

Song Ren listened to his own story from a third-party perspective and enjoyed it very much.

According to some memories from long ago that Song Si recalled, he still vaguely remembered some scenes.

What impressed me most was that when I was very young, I saw the scene of the ancestor’s arrival.

The memory at that time was a little vague, but by comparing it with the information provided by Song Ren, I was able to roughly piece together some details.

The majority are the women with whom Song Ren has been involved for a long time.

Humans, gods, demons, ghosts...almost everything is involved.

Song Ren just listened openly, without feeling embarrassed at all.

He is very open-minded about these things, or takes them lightly enough. Most of the time, they come together naturally because they have been together for a long time.

In the long life, love is only a small part.

Song Si was still chattering away. At first, one could hear Song Ren nodding from time to time and agreeing softly. She was also talking excitedly, but as she spoke, she suddenly fell silent.

Because the figure sitting opposite had disappeared at some point.

Song Si looked at the empty seat and murmured, "Ancestor..."

……

Song Ren's departure does not affect the free development on the current timeline.

After having more than thirty king-level contractors, the world's landscape has completely changed.

The world has gotten rid of the big sword hanging over its heads ahead of time, and the overall situation is becoming more prosperous.

Especially Song Si, who possessed two demon contracts, stood out from the crowd of kings!

After more than ten years of growth, especially after experiencing the journey to the world of demons and ghosts, Song Si has already grown into the level of a human Valkyrie.

However, while she was completely different, she did not accept the medal of Valkyrie, but only often worshipped the statues of her ancestors in the ancestral temple.

Only when she occasionally drank would she look at the bright moon in the sky and mutter to herself: "If it were the God of War, one would be enough."

……

On an unknown dimension timeline
In a magnificent palace that spanned the night sky, in a corner of a side hall, the entire Galaxy Palace suddenly exploded.

Flying out a starry sky!

The bright starlight spread across the entire starry sky, lighting up the night sky that had been silent for a long time.

In the distance, an emotional female voice filled with excitement and excitement came from afar: "Ancestor, Ancestor, I succeeded, I succeeded, hahahaha, I finally succeeded!"

Bang!
"Grandfather, why did you hit me?"

"..."

"Hehe, I was wrong. Next time I will pay attention to my image as a girl."

"..."

"No next time, absolutely no next time!"

"..."

"Grandfather, please don't hit my head again next time. My head is filled with civilizational wisdom beyond dimensions. What if I get knocked silly by you? You can't afford to pay me back!"

Bang!
“Wuwu┭┮﹏┭┮, I know I was wrong.”

"..."

"Oh, by the way, ancestor, I almost forgot to tell you that my latest research has finally succeeded. It's the thing that you have always been paying attention to."

"..."

"Tsk tsk, this is a treasure that you have been coveting for a long time. What kind of treasure do you want to reward me with?"

Bang!
"If you keep hitting me, I won't give it to you!"

Bang!
"Give it to me, give it to me, ┭┮﹏┭┮, damn it, the old man always bullies the younger generation!"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, ancestor, I haven't given it a name yet. Let me think about it, how about calling it 'The Wishing Machine of the Heavens'?"

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"Okay." (End of chapter)