I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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"Beastization!"

Ji Zhixu almost stood up from his seat in shock, but he restrained his urge abruptly.

The information in the mind is as solid as if it existed in the first place, firmly imprinted in the memory.

It even made her feel the burning pain of being branded.

"Beastization: Power extracted from blood, controlled by blood..."

Ji Zhixu held the book in his hand, his eyelids jumped, and his heart lingered, what the hell is this? !

The power of the hunters comes from the dream beasts. They obtain part of their power by injecting potions with filthy blood as the main raw material. They are people who stare into the abyss and turn into the abyss.

Injecting filthy blood is a very dangerous act, and the first injection even has a certain fatality rate.

This is also a threshold for becoming a hunter.

And if the dose exceeds a certain ratio, then soon, the hunter will be infected, the uncontrollable filthy blood rages in the body, and a certain degree of abnormal phenomenon will occur.

The specific phenomenon is roughly divided into three stages: personality distortion, rational evaporation, and physical alienation.

The higher the concentration of filthy blood, the stronger the hunter's power and the deeper the abnormal phenomenon.

Among the alienation of the body, the most common one is beastization.

Such beastization is uncontrollable!

The strength of those old hunters who have accumulated too much filthy blood is unimaginable, but usually, they are tortured by the phenomenon of beastization, and they can't even move, which is very painful.

What Ji Zhixu thought of not being a man was to gain strength through the second injection, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye!

But I didn't expect that this mysterious bookstore owner would give her the method to control the blood of filth!

Completely controllable beastization!

The problem that hunters and wizards from ancient times have not been able to solve!

"Confessions..."

Clearly feeling the blood in his body screaming in submission, Ji Zhixu's voice trembled slightly, a little hoarse: "Is this what you want me to do?"

What a lunatic!

A mighty lunatic!

This short piece of information is enough to overturn the power system that the entire hunter group relies on for survival!

Once this skill spreads, the order that hunters now rely on filthy blood will be broken!

In doing so, she is equivalent to launching a conquest of the old world.

She might be a saint, she might be a sinner.

All the choices of fate and the turbulent times of the times are now in her hands.

She wants to repent for the dead old world.

Ji Zhixu's breathing became heavier and heavier. He lowered his head and stared at the book in his hand, which was particularly clear in this quiet bookstore.

Lin Jie looked down at the woman whose shoulders were shaking slightly, and sighed in her heart.

Alas, this is the woman who is brokenhearted.

sentimental.

Although it looks like a strong woman, it is actually just an appearance, a fragile shell.

Look, with just a few words of comfort and encouragement, she was about to cry.

Of course, sometimes, crying is not because of sadness, but because there is someone to talk to and lean on.

But after the vulnerability has been vented, she still needs a booster to boost her self-confidence, to make her believe that she can do it, that she can face everything and show her true self!

He said: "Yes, I need you to do this, and you must do it too, not to repent, but to be honest with yourself."

The young man on the opposite side has withdrawn his gaze and whispered, as if speaking to her, but also whispering to himself:

"Blow the trumpet of Doomsday if you want, and I will stand before the Supreme Judge with this book in my hand. I will declare loudly: 'This is what I do, what I think, what I am. Good and evil are spoken with the same candor.'"

What Lin Jie said was exactly the original text in the "Confessions" written by Rousseau.

He smiled. "Everyone has wild beast-like desires. That's the truth, isn't it?"

Ji Zhixu raised his head abruptly, saw Lin Jie pick up his teacup, touched the cup placed in front of him with a "nail", and looked up at her: "Cheers to a brand new tomorrow, how about you?"

a long time.

She put down the book in her hand, solemnly picked up the teacup and drank it, smiled, and then cautiously bowed her head slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, I will follow your wishes."

Lin Jiecai took a sip, and when he saw Ji Zhixu finish drinking in one gulp, he paused and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Why did he drink it all? He just said a symbolic sentence, he just wanted the other party to drink more hot water to warm his stomach...

And what's more important is that he just added water to the opposite side, it was a real cup of boiling water!

Why did she drink it all without blinking? !

Forget it.

After all, she just fell out of love, and it's possible that she's in a trance...

Lin Jie put down the cup, but still tentatively asked: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Ji Zhixu shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

During the time the two talked, her injury had completely healed itself.

Such is the power of filthy blood.

Well, since the other party said so, he should be fine.

After all, if it was really scalded, it would be impossible for the other party to talk to him properly now.

"Do you want to rest for a while?"

Lin Jie took out a black umbrella under the counter and shook it: "Unfortunately, my bookstore is too crowded, there is no extra space, and there is no guest room, so I can only take you in until tonight."

"Here is an umbrella. You can take it with you with the book. The period for returning the book is one month, with a maximum grace period of seven days. Remember to bring the umbrella back."

His bookstore is not so much a bookstore as it is a simple bookstore, except for books that are bookcases.

"I'll be leaving in a little while."

Ji Zhixu took the umbrella, signed his name and information on the register that Lin Jie took out, and whispered cautiously, "May I get to know you."

I?

What I said just now should not have been measured, or is it really easy for a woman who has lost her love to take advantage of it?

Lin Jie blinked and showed a business smile: "My name is Lin Jie, I'm just an ordinary but helpful bookstore owner."

He packed the book in a plastic bag and glanced down at the register.

The name is Ji Zhixu... eh?

The famous tycoon Ji Bonong, who is engaged in the development of underground resources in Xiacheng District, seems to have this name as his only daughter?

Lin Jie felt that his memory was not bad, and the name was also unique, and he definitely remembered it correctly.

In addition to the excellent appearance of the other party, and the evening dress that looks like a custom design.

He pretended to be calm and silently put the register back.

It's still a big fish.

It can definitely be a pit... make enough money to decorate the bookstore!

Ji Zhixu was not disappointed, but had an expected feeling.

Since the other party doesn't want to reveal her identity, she can only rely on her efforts to at least resolve all those betrayers before the stipulated one-month deadline!

Then, come back and ask for help in the next step...

She took two steps back, took the umbrella and the book with one hand, the cane under her armpit, and the other hand on her chest, bowing to Lin Jie.

"Then, good night to you."

Lin Jie scratched his head, should he be the eldest lady, this etiquette is a bit too exaggerated.

Jizhi

Xu breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully stood up again, turned and walked out of the store door, pushed open the door, opened the umbrella, and walked forward in the heavy rain.

Suddenly she held down the cane's mechanism, her whole body became alert again, and she looked forward vigilantly.

On the opposite side came an old man with an umbrella, hunched over his back, walking slowly in the rain, holding a book in his hand.

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