Terra Hotline, crime simulator

In this section, I plan to reproduce the plot of Almighty Man's verbal abuse of his son and Sebastian Pua Eric.

However, paying readers are all fathers, and they can be scolded. I won’t retaliate, and I won’t refrain from giving bad reviews. But I have a bad mentality. I was like this when I wrote my first book. I was still a newbie at that time, so I just You shouldn't read a dark and dark novel where you get scolded by the character chef until your mentality explodes. This is also the reason why the first book was finished quickly.

So this life I just follow the outline.

Answer some of your questions

Why does the founding hero of the Black Emperor have no personal power now?

Yes, there are, not to mention Dorothy and Ferdinand mentioned at the beginning, and several other big companies such as Beach Umbrella. The majority shareholder behind the scenes is Black Emperor, but I haven’t started writing about the company lines yet.

I will soon write about how the Black Emperor used these large companies to mass-produce the complexes developed by Dorothy and then distributed them to all parts of the country to create chaotic scenes. As mentioned earlier, the Colombian government had been wary of the Black Emperor in the early days. , he was not allowed to participate in politics and was only used as a strategic weapon. Therefore, the Black Emperor's personal power began to develop from large companies.

There was a conversation between Black Emperor and Dorothy earlier, and they mentioned the foreshadowing of cooperation with several companies.

Besides, if it weren't for Mai's helmet, the Black Emperor wouldn't be invincible.

2Murseth

How to kill the Black King?

The Black Emperor's energy utilization rate can only reach the cellular level. The water elf can control water molecules. She strangled the Black Emperor to death from the inside.

3. The character of the Black Emperor?

The Black King's abilities, the Almighty Man's purpose, and the Soldier Boy's mentality and character.

.......

Okay, the Columbia simulation part ended early. I will write Evil in the next life. If you have any questions, please tell me in the group. Don’t scold Zisha again.

Chapter 3 Seizing the Body

[Emergency situation!Mikey!Our memory retrieval has encountered a slight glitch! ]

"What are you doing? I can see myself in the sixth life ruling Terra soon!"

Following a warning from the system, Mikey was squeezed out of the simulation. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the abyss.

The only people sitting in front of him were Mai and Evil, and Constantine had disappeared.Monthly fee (group 69:493) 6135

"Power is a weird thing. Three prominent people sit in a room together. Each prominent person orders his mercenaries to kill the other two. Who lives? Who dies?"

Evil clasped his hands together and said with his magnetic voice. The Tower of Babel logo on his armband was particularly conspicuous.

"Evil, what the hell are you talking about?! Where is the Black King?! Where is such a big Black King!? Could it be that Fury captured him?!"

Mikey scratched his hair irritably.

"The timeline of the ninth and sixth lives has encountered a little trouble. To put it simply, that life has been completely annihilated from the level of world law."

Mai said with some seriousness.

Mikey was surprised: "Huh? Why is this happening? The Black Emperor doesn't take drugs, he won't even bring the beast-eared girl to the star pod for love!

He was not the new born in the ninth generation, so why was he single-handedly killed by the River Crab God!Damn Ninth World always knows how to do things that are harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself, which resulted in at least ten chapters of this crime novel being banned! "

"Shh, don't break the fourth wall casually, you cute little thing, but also, the ninth life is actually you."

Mai said with a strange expression.

"Oh, really, I'm a little obsessed with playing the Black Emperor."

"Actually, there are not so many reasons. Annihilation is annihilation. Maybe uh... maybe you abused his ability to cosplay a Blizzard game character before?"

"Okay, damn Blizzard, maybe next time I will cosplay from Dungeons and Dragons. I want to be an elf, a wood elf, a high elf or a table, and play against the water elf!"

Mikey changed the subject, then threw a twenty-sided dice and said dissatisfiedly:

"The lobbying was a success! This reason is so interesting... But you damn bastards! I don't care, who will make up for the six lives I lack?!"

"yourself."

Evil pointed at Mikey and said:

"Memory review has always been a dark dream for you. You can only witness your past and cannot make changes. But now, you need to become the Black Emperor of that timeline."

Mai said: "This is a choice, Mai Qi. Change comes with fire. How the Black Emperor's story affects the world will be written by yourself."

As he spoke, Mai lightly tapped the table with her fingers, and the surrounding scenery was rapidly retreating.

...........

"Your Excellency Black Emperor, do you feel okay?"

While waiting for Mikey to regain consciousness again, he returned to the Black Emperor's timeline, and Huolhaiya in front of him smiled sincerely at him.

"Something's wrong. I pooped again after taking a shower last night, so I took a shower for nothing."

Mikey scratched his head and said.

"...I'm asking how I am, huh? Let me join your grand plan. I swear, I will meet all your requests."

At that moment, Huoerhaiya was keenly aware of some change in the aura of the "Black Emperor".

"Damn it, you stupid fat snake! Look around you! You made a mess of my secret laboratory!"

Mikey said loudly and accusingly Hulhaiya.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. They shouldn't have resisted, but if you are short of people, I can send some people from the Melander Historical Association, or help you recruit some scientists."

Huerhaiya's tail squeaked softly.

"That's not what I'm referring to. Do you know how difficult it is to clean bloodstains after they solidify?! People from the Historical Association? You can help me tamper with the history a little bit, just say that the ancestors of the ancestors of the blessings in Colombia... Are they slaves kidnapped from the Foehn Hot Lands?"

"........ah?"

Huerhaiya's eyes were full of doubts.

"No? What does the historical association record? The Tin Man and his 52 hydraulic press mothers?!"

".......I do not quite understand you."

Huoerhaiya stayed away from the Black Emperor for a while. She always felt that something was not quite right.

"Okay, let's not argue with you for now, Fat Snake, I have something greater to do."

Mikey picked up the unconscious Narcissa from the ground, slapped her face twice, shook her hard, and shouted into her ear:

"Kitten, get up quickly, or I will eat your little cloth secretly

Ding! "

"Wait a minute...Your Majesty the Black Emperor, if you do this, you will hurt this child."

Hullhaiya saw this and grabbed his arm in time.

Mikey sniffed Narcissa, who was still sleeping, and said enthusiastically:

"It doesn't matter, cats have nine lives!"

"...Really...I always thought it was an ancient legend."

"Isn't it?"

Mikey looked at Huerhaiya in surprise, and he said with some hindsight:

"Oh, what's wrong, I knocked Kelsey unconscious last time and stuffed a lot of catnip into her mouth. I wanted her to relax, but then she twitched all over, foamed at the mouth, and her heart and lungs stopped. But in the end She came back to life, and from then on, I always thought that Felin had nine lives."

[When was that? ! ]

The system suddenly asked.

"...It happened during the Tower of Babel period. I hope the old lynx didn't think of this."

Mikey said sheepishly, and then threw Narcissa to Huilhaiya. A red cloak appeared behind him, raising his hands high and closing his legs, ready to take off.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty the Black Emperor, where are you going? We haven't finished discussing our cooperation yet. Don't you want to know the locations of Ferdinand and Dorothy?"

"Ferdinand, just find a church and bury her. Don't touch Dorothy, otherwise you will regret it."

After saying that, Mikey flew into the sky and directly lifted the ceiling of the laboratory, leaving a big hole. Huerhaiya fell into deep thought.

Whoosh-!

Then Mikey flew back again. He realized a problem. He couldn't destroy the grand plan of the sixth life. However, he planned to be a good person, at least better than the sixth life. Otherwise, in reality, he would only leave a lot of trouble. for myself.

"I made a mistake before. Just dig a hole and bury Ferdinand. I don't want to pay for his funeral."

Huerhaiya: "..........?"

.........

Tremont City Center Hospital, Pediatric Intensive Care Unit, third floor.

Ifrit has been lying in bed for two weeks, and Hemer has been sitting in front of the hospital bed for two weeks. For these 14 days, she has been living with regret and self-blame.

It would have been better if he had held Ifrit back. He failed to protect her and let her use the power of the Balrog. Her body was a little overdrawn, but her life was not in danger.

boom--!

At this moment, the door to the ward was kicked open, and Heihuang walked in with two bottles of tumor milk and a bag of fruit.

"Black Emperor!"

After seeing Mikey for the first time, Helmer immediately stood up and clenched his fists. Mikey made a silencing gesture:

"Shh, don't wake the children. Don't worry, I don't mean any harm. I'm here to apologize to you and give you a gift by the way."

Mikey's words were quite sincere. He now wanted to be a good person and open a harem, just like his original dream.

"...What on earth are you going to do? Stay away from Ifrit!"

Helmer took out his cell phone and tried to contact Ceria, but Mikey melted her phone directly with heat vision.

"I have no ill intentions towards you. Besides, really, Helmer, you have to believe me. I'm really here to give you a gift."

Mikey's teeth were white when he smiled, but to Homer he looked like a threat.

"Ah, I brought you fresh tumor milk. I just heated it with thermal vision. Come and drink it. It won't be good if it gets cold."

Mikey said as he handed a glass bottle filled with milky white liquid to Homer.

"I'll let you hold it."

"..."

Helmer swallowed and had no choice but to take it.

The smile returned to Mikey's face, then he took out another bottle, opened the cap, put some on Charmander's lips, then turned to Hemo and said:

"Hemo, why don't you drink? Don't worry, I definitely didn't poison you. You have to believe in my good intentions. After all, according to logic, poisoning is not necessary to kill you."

Mikey explained kindly.

Helmer had no choice but to open the bottle cap and take a sip.

"This tumor milk... tastes a little weird. Where did you get it?"

Looking at the tumor breast in his hand, Hemo looked a little embarrassed.

"The maternity room downstairs, don't worry, I added some whiskey to the milk to remove some of the fishy smell."

Mikey said proudly.

..........

Chapter 3 Angle, Glue

Ifrit had a dream. She dreamed that her mother, whom she had never met before, was breastfeeding her. She vaguely saw that her mother's figure was that of Hermer.

In this dream, Hemo is her mother. Ifrit, who grew up in a laboratory and has never felt maternal love, also feels the long-lost warmth.

But soon, the dream turned into a nightmare, because she saw that the face was the smiling face of Mikey, with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Charmander should eat Nana well and grow up quickly."

Mikey coaxed her and said.

“Ahhh————!!!!”

Charmander screamed and woke up from her dream. What was even more frightening was that this nightmare became a reality. The Black Emperor who had injured herself was right in front of her, stuffing a bottle into her mouth and looking at her with a loving look on her face. Holding her.

"Ah, you're awake. You sucked so hard just now, and

You still have a big appetite, and while Hemo was getting milk for you, you sucked off my gloves and bit my fingers. "

"Ahhhhh!!! *Colombian expletive* Why the hell are you here?! Seria!? Hemo?!"