Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Texas and Nine formed a team inside and outside to double-team Mostima.

Although Mastema seemed to be trying to remain calm and smile, she was actually sweating profusely.

"Hey - Fat Duck! Save my teeth!"

"Mastema? (Don't care)"

The loving family of Penguin Logistics staged their first bullying incident. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Our reporter Yu Wenbo continues to report for you.

"Hello again, Flame Dragon Man."

"Oh, you're here just in time. Take a look at the script I wrote."

The hot pot in front of him was still boiling. Nian, who invited Lucifer to take a seat, immediately handed him the outline of his script, looking determined to win.

Lucifer opened the paper, but as time passed, Lucifer felt as if he had picked up the wrong script.

He folded the paper and saw the name on the cover was the movie he was going to shoot that year.

"The Demon King vs. the Heroes...?"

"Yes, I plan to borrow the plot of local novels and film a traditional battle between a demon king and a hero."

“Isn’t that copying?”

"How can borrowing be considered plagiarism?"

He folded his hands, looking very righteous.

"No buddy... Then why is the protagonist in the script the Demon King?"

"Who says the protagonist has to be a hero? Be creative! Creative! Got it?"

Hearing this, Lucifer scratched his pointed ears.

On second thought, it seemed that such a setting was not unacceptable. Lucifer even felt somewhat enlightened.

"That's fine with me, but what about other people's scripts?"

"What other people's scripts?"

Silence is Cambridge at this moment.

Reading the confusion and blood pressure in Lucifer's eyes, Nian added:

"Well, in order to ensure the authenticity of the movie, other people won't say anything if they can. As long as you, the protagonist, know it, that's all."

"All the veteran actors are acting in their true colors. That's quite interesting."

Lucifer and Nian smiled at each other, as if they were the mastermind and accomplice who had reached a consensus.

"Then again, where did you get the start-up capital? Do you really want to turn against your sisters?"

If Lucifer's memory had not been tampered with by the World Tree, he would remember that Nian wanted to raise the start-up capital for making a movie, so she had to sell her sister's paintings.

Lucifer felt excited just thinking about the tug-of-war and confrontation between the two behemoths.

"No, it was a logistics company that invested in me. Speaking of which, it seems that they are planning to send their son to your company for training and to see the world."

“…Kazdel?”

“It’s Penguin Logistics.”

"Oh my, I'm so scared."

Although Penguin Logistics is not as evil as Kazdel's high-end game, their stable performance will definitely give the boss's son an unexpected surprise!

Flipping through the script in his hand, Lucifer suddenly discovered a blind spot.

"Wait, why did the Demon King in the finale drive Unit-01 instead of... a mecha to fight the heroes?"

"Don't you think that's cool? It's a big scene!"

"Who can help me fix this mecha? I'll make a Steam Knight for you right here."

Looking at Lucifer's expression that first questioned and then doubted, Nian quickly realized the shortcomings of the script.

But she was unwilling to give up this amazing idea.

"Well...then I'll make one for you to play with?"

"It's really spicy."

138

Chapter 138: It doesn’t matter, Longmen will take action.

"Dad, I don't understand."

In a mansion named Linzi in the slums, Lin Yuxia looked at Lin Gerui and a group of gangsters who were reading the Quick Shooting Master's Guide with a puzzled look on her face.

"There are many things you don't understand. You still have a lot to understand and comprehend on your own, Yuxia."

"..."

Lin Gerui held the scepter in both hands, wearing the silver-white coat given to him by Lin Yuxia, and pretended to be a riddler in front of Lin Yuxia.

Faced with her old father's riddle-like behavior, Lin Yuxia, who remained silent, couldn't help feeling helpless.

Lin Yuxia knew that Lin Gerui had been recruiting a group of gangsters from Syracuse in the slums recently.

It happened to be the Longmen Requiem Festival, and Lin Gerui wanted to stretch his muscles and teach the dirty gangsters a lesson, which Lin Yuxia could understand.

But she still couldn't understand why Lin Gerui specially assigned a group of people to train shooting techniques.

What’s going on? Could it be that Lin Gerui also has a dream of becoming a movie star?

Seeing Lin Yuxia's doubts, Lin Gerui, unable to bear the soft and hard persuasion, had to reveal his cards:

"Alas... there is a powerful person who wants to film a scene in Longmen and wants us to help him."

Thinking of the script handed to him, which was like a wordless book, Lin Gerui became more and more worried.

Lin Yuxia couldn't help but have doubts when she heard Lin Gerui talking about the big shot.

"Big shot...bigger than Uncle Wei?"

"Shh... this is a topic that cannot be touched at all."

Lin Gerui made a gesture, signaling Lin Yuxia to be quiet.

Looking at Lin Yuxia's slightly complicated expression, Lin Gerui could only say that those who understand will understand, and there is nothing that can be done for those who don't understand, as the waters here are too complicated.

Moreover, compared with the previous Requiem of Longmen, this year's Requiem can be described as a time when the stars shine, with many heavyweights gathered together and surprises everywhere.

After explaining to Lin Yuxia the significance of this year's Requiem, Lin Gerui slowly walked to a mirror used as a filming prop.

"I didn't expect that at my age, I would have to appear in a camera again... Time flies. When I was young, I could charm a lot of people."

Thinking of his lost youth, when he was full of vigor and vitality in the martial arts world, Lin Gerui could not help but sigh.

But Lin Yuxia's eyes dimmed.

"——My mother asked you to go back to the house to eat."

"Ahem...you go back first. I'll check on their work for a while."

Lin Gerui turned his head and looked at the gangsters beside him.

Noticing the two people's gazes, the gangsters who were still repeating the novice instruction suddenly felt a huge pressure.

"Then I'll accompany you. My mother isn't in a hurry anyway."

"..."

This time the pressure was on Lin Gerui.

Seeing that Lin Yuxia really intended to stand at attention with him here and bask in her energy for a full 180 days, Lin Gerui had no choice but to be the first to announce that the Rat King had been defeated.

"My life is at an end..."

The desperate Lin Gerui showed a face ready to die and followed Lin Yuxia into the house.

At the same time, Lucifer, who had completed the dark deal with Nian, was rushing to the Penguin Logistics dormitory.

Lucifer naturally didn't think of telling Texas and the others that he had been sublimated into a "devil king", but even if the actor's problem was solved, how to organize the staff for long-shot shooting was still a problem.

In response, Nian patted his chest and told Lucifer that there was no need to say more.

As the protagonist, he only needs to restrain some of the blood demon stereotypes in the play, and Longmen will take care of the rest.

"His aunt... eh?"

As soon as he returned to the Penguin Logistics dormitory, Lucifer suddenly discovered that everyone's expressions were very subtle.

Only Texas looked at him with a more relieved look, while Exia and Nine looked at Lucifer with some disbelief.

Seeing this, Lucifer's amazing wisdom began to take effect.

Something is wrong, nine out of ten is wrong.

Lucifer, with his mind confused, began to slowly count the sins he had committed, until he remembered a blood demon in Rhodes Island who was almost melted because of him.

"It's ruined, my incident has been exposed?"

In the silent atmosphere of looking at each other, Jiu's voice broke the awkward silence.

"...Lucifer, what do you think of the cross gift I gave you earlier?"

In the past, when Nine saw the silver cross hanging on Lucifer's chest, he would undoubtedly feel secretly happy and satisfied.

But now, Jiu Moyan felt a sense of incongruity.

"It's OK. I've gotten the hang of it after playing with it many times. What's the matter? Do you want to give me another Bible? The Old Testament or the New Testament?"

"…No, it's nothing, as long as you like it."

Jiu silently looked away, not looking at Lucifer.

Giving a silver cross as a gift to a Sarkaz blood demon is still too extreme.

But leaving aside the blood demon, Lucifer's own personality makes up for this very well, making him look not particularly out of place, but instead adding a bit of contrasting temperament.

"Yo... Yo! Lucifer! The weather is so nice today! Hahaha!"