Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

It was simply that she felt that her life was no longer in her own hands, so she just gave up and satisfied her curiosity.

"god?"

A mocking smile appeared on Vitan's lips.

"Soon they will curse me in hell, even though there is no such thing as hell in this world."

If you think about it carefully, it is quite normal. Since there is no magic or supernatural power in this world, how could mythical things like hell and the underworld come into being?

"Ok?"

"What do you mean?"

Sima Mozhi raised her white neck, somewhat confused.

But subconsciously, she always felt that Vitan's words were vaguely palpitating.

Your true identity and what you are going to do in this world.

Weitan told Sima Weizhi everything one by one.

With what happened before, it was much easier for Vitan to talk about it. At least he didn't need to spread his wings to make Sima Weizhi believe it.

After saying so much, Vitan looked at Sima Weizhi with interest, who had a calm face.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

After hearing Vitan’s declaration that he was going to destroy humanity, normal humans would either be filled with rage towards Vitan or kneel down and beg for mercy, begging Vitan to spare their lives.

Sima Weizhi just shook her head slightly and answered without hesitation.

"What is there to say?"

"You are a strong person. The strong have the right to control the life and death of the weak. The strong can deprive the weak of everything. This is the truth of the world."

Sima Mozhi accepted it very calmly.

Vitan is very powerful, so he decided to save these children and destroy humanity.

But isn't it the same for the human beings in power today? Because they are stronger, they arbitrarily decide the life and death of the cursed children.

"And I don't think I have anything to be afraid of."

Sima Weizhi suddenly changed the subject, which aroused Weitan's interest.

"Although this may just be my own guess, but based on my observation, you should not be a person who likes to talk nonsense."

"But there's no need for someone like you to talk to me."

"But you welcomed me in and treated me as a guest, and even told me so much. You must have something you can use me for."

"Since I am qualified to be used, my life safety is not a concern for the time being."

"As for the others, although I feel very sorry for them, I can no longer take care of myself and have no energy left to take care of them for the time being."

The analysis was quite to the point, but it made Vitan very satisfied.

The most important thing is that Vitan really couldn't feel any hatred from her, which was enough to prove that she really didn't care about the lives of those humans.

"Well, those strangers don't matter."

"What about your relatives? Don't you care about them anymore?"

Unexpectedly, Sima Weizhi shook her head gently again.

"Although I am not sure how strict your conditions are for the Great Selection, I know that my relatives have never persecuted the Children of the Curse."

"We are very confident that the cursed children in Sima Heavy Industry have never been persecuted."

Sima Heavy Industry has its own police organization.

In the police organization under its command, the police officers are all cursed children cultivated by Sima Heavy Industry itself.

Because Sima Chonggong treated the cursed children well, the cursed children were willing to return the favor.

Therefore, Sima Weizhi still has some confidence that his relatives can pass the so-called big screening.

"Besides, I think since I am of some value to you, if I do my job well, I might beg for your forgiveness."

Sima Weizhi said this in a nonchalant manner.

She doesn't even have control over her own life now, so this is all she can do.

"Not bad!"

Vitan clapped his hands and there were several crisp applause.

Sima Weizi could see so clearly, he must have saved a lot of effort.

"In this case, I can grant you the Sima family the greatest forgiveness."

"As long as you have never persecuted the children of the curse, and have not committed murder without reason, you can be exempted from the great screening."

"And you, must be grateful for this and do your best to manage Academy City in the future. Do you understand?"

Sima Miori is the manager of Academy City that he prefers.

Naturally, he couldn't let her feel resentful.

Human beings are creatures with a strong sense of comparison. When they see that 99% of people live worse than themselves, they will be content with their lot and not think about anything unnecessary.

All other humans died, or those who survived were left with their families in shattered states.

Only the Sima family was safe and sound.

Then the Sima family would be grateful to him and thank him for his magnanimity.

"Vitan~~Lord~~"

A voice and a smile that couldn't be sweeter bloomed on Sima Weizhi's face, but the expected expression of gratitude did not appear. Her behavior really surprised Vitan.

"What do you want to do?"

Vitan raised his eyebrows and asked meaningfully.

"Come to think of it, in the myths I know, although demons are extremely evil, they don't seem to take race seriously, and they often take pleasure in toying with human women?"

"Well, you're not wrong to say that."

"This kind of thing does happen frequently in the underworld today."

Sima Weizhi's smile was sweet, but a blush inadvertently appeared on her fair face.

Sima Weizhi also stretched out two white and tender little hands and slowly placed them on Vitan's big hands.

"In that case, Miori would like to thank Lord Vitan for his trust in me."

"I also want Lord Vitan to trust me more."

Chapter 6 k The Holy Son Who Cannot Resist

This is a university affiliated hospital!

The strong smell of disinfectant filled the corridor, and doctors in white coats and nurses in nursing uniforms came and went in the corridor.

Normally, this is considered a confidential area and people without a pass cannot enter here.

The strictness of the situation here can be seen from the two fully armed Self-Defense Force members standing in the corridor.

Walking to the end of the passage, a square hole came into Vitan's sight. At first glance, it looked like a trap, but upon closer inspection, he could see that it was just a very steep staircase.

At this entrance, there is a warning sign indicating that dangerous goods are stored there.

"That's true."

The corner of Vitan's mouth twitched involuntarily.

He thought that the author's description in the original book was a bit exaggerated, but it turned out that this was completely worse than that!

There was a smell of a rotting corpse and the smell of preservatives used to prevent it from rotting.

To be honest, with this kind of rotten smell, even in the outer areas, the living environment of those cursed children is probably much more comfortable than here.

At the end of the road, a door with an exaggerated demon statue carved on it appeared.

Vitan sighed again, and then the door opened automatically.

There was no other reason, he really didn't want to touch this door.

The room was quite spacious, and there was a pungent smell of mint-like perfume.

Things like underwear and lunch boxes were scattered everywhere, and the most bizarre thing was that the entire room was filled with various bottles and jars filled with liquids.

The liquid was soaked with corpses of protostomes, and some testing instruments were casually thrown aside.

"Welcome to hell, little devil."

A sinister voice suddenly came from Vitan's side.

"If you had really witnessed hell, you would know how trivial your actions are."

Weitan raised his eyebrows, then turned around and saw his target person today.

What caught Vitan's eyes was a man's corpse. His bald head had obvious signs of skin removal, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his whole body exuded the smell of preservatives.

"Oh, what an unpleasant little devil."

As he was speaking, the body was casually thrown on the bed. If Vitan remembered correctly, there was a set of women's underwear on the bed.

After throwing away the body, a woman appeared in front of Vitan.

She was wearing a tight casual skirt that dragged on the ground and a white coat.

Her skin was so pale that it was almost as pale as those vampires who had never seen the sun. Her hair, which had not been washed for many years, emitted a sour smell, and her overly long bangs covered half of her face.

If you look closely, you can actually see that this woman can definitely be called a beauty.

Her face is definitely delicate and her figure is also curvy.

But Vitan just couldn't feel the slightest interest in her, for no other reason than that strange smell was too strong.

"Ms. Muroto Sumire, I have something to talk to you about."

That’s right, the extremely sloppy woman in front of him is Muroto Sumire.

One of the Four Sages.

This is a collective name for four world-class scientists who worked to save their homeland from being invaded by gastrulae ten years ago.

It is no exaggeration to say that the woman in front of us can be said to be a treasure of mankind in this world.

Because her research capabilities are fifty years ahead of existing technology.

Moreover, even among the four top scientists in the world, she is the one whose brain is called a monster.

How exaggerated can it be?

It is said that she only needs three days to read all the books in the library. Of course, she can also remember all the contents of the books and apply them 100% perfectly.

"Of course I know you have something to do. Was it sent by that old guy Tiantong?"

Muroto Sumire looked at Vitan, and then took the food that was being cooked from the alcohol stove next to her.

The sticky substance in the plate was dark purple, just like boiled rice cake, but it was a very abnormal color no matter how you looked at it, and bubbles were bubbling from it, giving off an ominous smell.

However, Muroto Sumire didn't even frown. She just took out a spoon, scooped a spoonful of it, put it into her mouth, and started eating it with relish.

The reason she was able to live in the Tokyo area was naturally because she had reached an agreement with that old man Tendo Kikunosuke.

Tendo Kikunosho gave her the necessary shelter.

She occasionally helps Tendo Kikunosuke with some research.

Therefore, in addition to Satomi Rentaro, occasionally someone holding an order from Tendou Kikunosho would come and ask her to do some research.

"I have nothing to do with Tendou Kikunosho."

Vitan frowned, took out a stool and sat on it.

He was able to get Muroto Sumire's address because Sima Miori told him this morning in bed.

I mentioned it before.

Although the Sima family's influence in the Tokyo area is weaker than that of the Tendo family, precisely because they are political enemies, the Sima family will often inquire about the news of the Tendo family.

For a person as important as Muroto Sumire, they naturally have to know her position.