"This key is for you."
"What?" Fali looked at Chen Zhao's palm. "What is it?"
"The key."
"Where?" Chen Zhao looked down at his palm. Couldn't Fali see the palm in his palm?
"Chen, you're not messing with me, right?"
"Uh …"
Chen Zhao didn't know how to explain.
He couldn't tell Fali that she couldn't see the key, but it really existed, right?
"Okay, I forgot to bring a present."
What else could Chen Zhao say now?
He could just tell the truth …
"How are you going to make it up to me?"
"Then I won't rest tonight."
"Who wants you … Don't touch me …"
Chen Zhao really didn't let Fali rest that night.
He didn't stop until three or four in the morning, when Fali begged for mercy.
Chen Zhao had secretly given Fali some medicine that could change her constitution.
Fali's stamina had always been good. Fali could even feel it herself.
The next day, Fali went to work in high spirits.
Chen Zhao was free again. Yura and Cheryl started playing early in the morning.
He had to admire kids' energy. Without Chen Zhao restraining them last night, they played until dawn.
Today, they were still full of energy. They didn't know what fatigue was at all.
Chen Zhao couldn't be bothered with them. He ran to the backyard to check on the grapes.
With the care of the underlings and Eugenice's nutrients, the grapes were growing well.
The green branches were already 30 centimeters tall and were climbing up.
According to Eugenice, Fali had only come once in the few days he was gone.
Chen Zhao was sure that Fali had probably forgotten about them already.
It was indeed a short-lived passion. Suddenly, Chen Zhao felt something under his feet.
He looked down …
"Princess!!!" Chen Zhao's roar echoed on Mirror Lake.
"Master, don't blame Princess," Eugenice said. "Her excrement is very nutritious."
Okay, calm down … Calm down.
But when Chen Zhao found Princess, he still couldn't help but scold her.
"Even if you shit outside, don't you know how to bury it?"
Princess looked aggrieved. Chen Zhao knew that she was pretending to be innocent.
However, seeing how Princess was hugging her head, Chen Zhao didn't have the desire to scold her.
"Human, why don't you take me to New York? I want to go to New York, I want to go to New York, I want to go to New York … "
Samuel ran to Chen Zhao's side and shouted in dissatisfaction.
"It's a city full of desires. I'll definitely find a lot of believers there. Did you know that because you pulled me down, my pace of conquering the world has slowed down a lot?"
"Who allowed you to call me 'human'? Are you looking for a beating? "
"Alright, Master."
Chen Zhao took out a key. "Do you recognize this key?"
"What is it?" Samuel tilted his head and looked at Chen Zhao's palm in confusion. "Where's the key?"
Even the Demon King couldn't see the key?
"Human, don't change the subject. When do you plan to take me to New York?"
"How many followers do you have now?"
"Let me count, one, two, three, four … Wait, let me count again, one, two …"
"You can talk to me about the next step of conquering the world after you figure it out. I'm very busy."
For a demon king who had never taken a math class, he probably didn't even know how to add, subtract, multiply, and divide.
With this kind of IQ, you still want to learn from others to conquer the world?
Wasn't this too much of a joke?
Samuel caught up to Chen Zhao. "Master, it doesn't matter how many. I've improved recently."
"Oh? What kind of improvement? "
"I watched a lot of movies. I came up with the reason why a villain fails."
"Tell me about it."
"You talk too much."
"Yes, very insightful, but it's not enough." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. "Oh, let me ask you something."
"What?"
"I met someone …"
Honk —
Just then, a car horn sounded outside.
Chen Zhao stood up and looked outside. Louis Klalime was poking his head out of the car window.
"Hi, Mr. Chen, I'm here."
Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead. He had the system open the garage and let Louis' car in.
As soon as Louis parked his car, a piece of paper floated in front of him.
George: "Boss, let's leave here. I can feel a really scary aura spreading here."
"This is Mr. Chen's home. There won't be any danger."
George: "He's the most dangerous one."
"Okay, you're biased against him."
Louis Klalime took the elevator to the living room with a big smile on his face.
"Mr. Chen, how is it? Are you surprised that I'm here?"
"Sit." Chen Zhao didn't know which eyes were surprised to see him.
George: "Hello, Mr. Chen."
"You don't need to use paper to communicate with me, right?"
George: "Sorry, it's a habit."
Meow, meow —
"This guy's right arm has a very pure demon aura." Samuel looked at Louis' arm.
At this moment, Louis' right arm started to tremble.
"Mr. Chen … It … It's moving again."
"Don't worry," Chen Zhao said calmly. "It won't dare to move here."
Yes, that's right.
Louis also felt the same. Fear was spreading from his right arm.
It was very scary!
"It seems to be frightened. Why is that?"
"It's right to be scared," Chen Zhao said.
If it was afraid, it meant that Louis' right arm had developed self-awareness.
In other words, it wasn't just an arm anymore.
It was a demon!
Chen Zhao glanced at Samuel. "Can you tell what's going on?"
"What's so strange about that? A thousand years ago, demons from Hell frequently appeared in the human world. In that era, all kinds of demons left traces. There were always a few demons whose blood didn't mix with humans. He's clearly a descendant of those demons," Samuel said matter-of-factly.
"It's already awakened. It should be a terror demon."
"Terror demon? Is it a very powerful demon?"
"No, it's a very cowardly demon. They're very small, but when they encounter danger, they'll expand their bodies to scare away their enemies."
"Then how can we subdue it? Or erase its consciousness? "
"Cut off the arm. Easy, right?" Samuel said.
"Is there any other way? For example, magic that can erase other people's consciousness. Do you have any? "
"Why do you think there's such magic?"
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