The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

He turned the hammer handle slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He Chenguan's face, his aura, his level of strength, and even the broken hammer he bought for a few dozen yuan were all included.

Tier 3, Summon... wait, no!

Beidou looked strange. What did he mean by He Chenguan being a third-tier summoner who could summon monsters, had defense comparable to a sixth-tier enhancement system, and could even hard-control a seventh-tier mental system?

The facts are clear: this is the rule of life. What others believe in a person is what they are; conversely, what others don't believe in, they cannot use.

In other words, all of this is believed by people.

Beidou looked back towards the carriage. Guan Jinyue's sword intent was still lingering. She was dealing with the traces left by the phantom. Her movements were clean and efficient, and each sword strike had a clear purpose.

The illusion has less than five seconds left to last.

Beidou, holding a hammer, stepped out.

The phantom shattered in the fourth second.

Guan Jinyue's sword stopped in mid-air, his long silver hair slipped down his shoulders, and his black pupils stared at the empty spot where the phantom had disappeared.

"Illusion?"

Then she heard footsteps.

Guan Jinyue turned around and saw He Chenguan walking out from the direction of the wall, with a hammer on his shoulder, the same mask, and the same way of walking.

When did you change seats?

Beidou spoke in He Chenguan's voice, his tone carrying the indifferent flavor left by Chen Guan.

"you guess."

Guan Jinyue's gaze swept over him, and her brow furrowed slightly.

"You also possess illusion magic."

"They were hiding something."

"Enhancement-type ability users should not possess illusion magic."

Guan Jinyue did not make a move immediately; her dark pupils were fixed on the person in front of her.

This person... is so strange.

Beidou could feel her gaze sweep from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, and then stop at his chest.

To be precise, it stopped on the inner pocket where the metal box was located.

Guan Jinyue raised her hand slightly, and the sword light condensed between her fingers. In the night, a silver-white line extended from her palm.

Beidou's body reacted; the protective layer of the protective amulet lit up on its surface for a moment, just like Chen Guan's reaction.

Then he sensed something was wrong.

Inside this clone, an extremely subtle fluctuation was causing the temperature to rise.

Beidou has lived for countless years and has seen more superhumans and nonhuman beings than all the people in this port combined, but this fluctuation sounded an alarm deep within his consciousness.

This is not a matter of human power.

When Beidou replicated He Chenguan using the images of all living beings, he also replicated all the traces that Chen Guan left on this identity, including those things that he himself might not have realized at the moment.

For example, the aura of a demon god.

Guan Jinyue sensed it instantly, and she stopped sheathing her sword.

"Bar"

The girl leaned forward slightly; she knew that Lezi Mo's activities had gone beyond just spying on screens.

Beidou looked at the black smoke rising from the open ground and concealed the expression in his eyes.

It was Him.

Even humans with long lifespans like Beidou have had limited contact with beings like Baal, and their interactions were mostly limited to a few times due to Baal's contractors.

They weren't close, but as they were both at the top of the world, they inevitably crossed paths.

"Hehehe, long time no see. What's your name now?"

The demon arrived before its voice.

Beidou's pupils contracted slightly.

It really was Him.

"Beidou".

Beidou replied in He Chenguan's voice.

"Beidou?" The black smoke flickered, as if shaking its head: "So you really went back to that lousy organization. Speaking of which, I'm quite curious who's in charge now."

Does it matter?

Baal laughed: "Important. I'm curious who has such great charisma. You gave up your divine position back then just to follow your leader. In that case, your new leader shouldn't be too much worse than Him."

Beidou did not answer Barr's question; its choice does not yet require Barr's evaluation.

He never regretted giving up his divine position; the position he held back then was a hoax.

However, he didn't need to explain to the hollow demon in front of him.

Baal's laughter stopped, but his carefree demeanor did not dissipate. He circled the Big Dipper halfway, the edge of the black smoke brushing against He Chenguan's mask before retracting.

"You have left your mark on this body of mine."

Beidou has already realized why Bal came.

Baal's black smoke flickered, as if nodding.

"Yes, with a new mark suddenly appearing, it's hard for Lord Baal not to notice it, but I never expected it to be you."

Baal had long noticed that the marks on Chen Guan and Guan Jinyue overlapped, but he only glanced at them and didn't pay much attention. The two children could do whatever they wanted; Lord Baal had more interesting things to do.

However, He suddenly discovered that as the two were fighting, a mark appeared out of nowhere, which made it difficult for Baal to ignore.

It wasn't until he saw Beidou that Baer felt relieved and explained most of the details of the matter.

It's that annoying, useless ability again. I'm just glad someone didn't hack my account.

However, since we've run into each other, I'll help you this once. Baal has lost count of how many times he's offered Chen Guan assistance.

Baer silently started using the team's voice chat with Guan Jinyue.

"So, you didn't come here to see me."

Beidou quickly made a judgment.

"Of course not, you're not qualified."

Baal spoke as if it were perfectly reasonable, for He already knew the whole story.

Hmm, it seems that sending Guan Jinyue to the demon race was the right move back then.

Look how fulfilling my life is now!

"Xiao Jinyue, you're a little quiet today."

Guan Jinyue gripped his sword, his black pupils fixed on the plume of black smoke, then glanced at Beidou standing not far away, and remained silent.

"What's wrong? You've run into a tough nut to crack?"

Barr's tone carried a hint of mockery.

"He carries your scent."

"who is he."

Guan Jinyue finally spoke, her voice cold and clear, these were the lines she and Bal had rehearsed.

"He is who he is, a casual laborer who would risk his life for 90,000 yuan, isn't he?"

Barr's laughter rang out again.

So, are we still going to fight or not?

Beidou spoke, and his tone sounded somewhat impatient.

"My time is precious, miss."

"If you really wanted this, you should have just said so."

Name your price.

Guan Jinyue's brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

This turn of events was something she hadn't anticipated at all.

They were fighting to the death just now, but now they've suddenly become very agreeable.

Beidou... Guan Jinyue pondered the name. Judging from Baal's attitude just now, the relationship between the two should not be a contractual one.

In particular, Baal also mentioned the divine position.

The man before me, was he once a god?

Guan Jinyue was somewhat dazed. Had she just fought with a god?

Seeing that Guan Jinyue was distracted, Beidou continued, "This is my job, a job worth 90,000 yuan. If you want to steal it, you'll have to make up for my losses."

"We also need to add compensation for emotional distress and risk fees."