I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey Chapter 150

Lin Jie twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the scene outside the window, inexplicably feeling very guilty.

He touched his conscience, and after confirming where he was, he murmured to himself: “The distance between the first two times was a bit close, and it can also be said that it was because of my poisonous milk. This time, it spanned at least dozens of large blocks. Could it be related to me?”

He still remembered the last time he said “I hope everyone will get better as soon as possible”, but after one night, the gas exploded across the street and turned into ruins.

He probably hasn’t said such auspicious words recently…

Lin Jie shook his head, put down the curtains, looked away, and continued to sit back at the desk.

Well, things like gas explosions are actually a daily routine for NUO Jin. In the past three years, he has seen reports of gas explosions in the news almost every month. These gas plants explode every three days. Gas, rather like the production of explosives.

The complaints are such that the NUO tabloid media speculation is even more outrageous than this. They even speculate that these so-called gas factories are actually the secret military factories of the Rolle Resources Development Group.

And every explosion is actually a test of a new weapon…

A little more reliable, it is said that they secretly interviewed the senior management of Rolle Resources, and got the news that this “gas” is actually a very unstable new energy source found in the lower urban area, and it is still in the stage of continuous research, so Accidents often happen.

There are different opinions, but in short, the perennial gas explosion is also one of Nuo Jin’s folk urban legends.

Anyway, if you ask the senior officials of the central government about this matter, you will always get one answer—”Don’t ask, it’s just a gas explosion.”

Lin Jie’s eyes fell on the books on the table again, and he stretched out his hand to gently rub the pages. He usually went to bed early at this time, but today he accidentally read the book and was fascinated, and he hardly noticed the passage of time.

If it hadn’t been for the fluctuations produced by the gas explosion that startled him, he might have seen the dawn in one breath.

“It’s rare to stay up late…”

Lin Jie sighed, then clipped a bookmark, closed the book, and prepared to go to sleep.

But there is one thing to say, this book does write the history of the Kingdom of Alfreds in a very detailed and vivid way, and because it is mixed with a lot of magical descriptions like myths, this book has a kind of myth and history that looks at ancient China. The feeling of bonding is very touching.

However, because Candela, the last king of Alfreds, appeared in the book, his previous deeds were exactly the same as what he saw in the dream. Now Lin Jie feels that most of the content written in the book is true, but because of the age, it is impossible to verify it.

Lin Jie was seeing the coming of the dark age, the sun and the moon being swallowed together, and felt a little doubt in his heart.

Because now the sun and the moon are hanging in the sky well, there is nothing at all, and it doesn’t seem to be swallowed at all.

But it occurred to him in a blink of an eye that the sun and the moon here may also symbolize a certain god, and this may refer to their death.

“‘The sun is extinguished and silent, and the moon has its skin stolen by wild beasts’, this kind of ambiguous and weird description, there are too many possible directions if I just rely on my own guess…”

Boss Lin felt quite a headache, and muttered to himself: “Baiyin also said that he wanted to tell me the so-called truth. If you have learned swordsmanship, you don’t count as good at it. You have to be a teacher to count. Alas, what a pit.”

He turned off the light and lay down on the bed: “But what’s even more tricky is to build a dream!”

The rudiment of the first dream has been constructed, but it is just a completely dark endless space, with nothing, only for Lin Jie to walk around by himself.

Lin Jie “put” all the ether he had collected into this dream, and only in the dream could he re-enter the special state where he could feel and see the ether as before.

Otherwise, progress is almost snail-like.

It is really difficult to construct something infinitely close to reality in a dream until you believe it is real.

But today, Lin Jie suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a method that might reduce the difficulty and make dream construction easier.

Lin Jie opened his eyes again, and was already standing in the darkness.

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed down slightly, feeling that he had pressed a flat surface. Looking down, there was an old mahogany table in the space.

On the table was a pile of somewhat messy books, several lesson plans, a pair of glasses, some small instruments and pens, and a roll of ancient parchment.

Lin Jie raised the corner of his mouth, knocked on the table with his fingers, and made a sound, the touch and texture were almost the same as the real one: “It really works.”

Then he sat back with great momentum, and was naturally caught by the chair that appeared out of thin air.

This made his custom-made engineering chair as comfortable as ever. Lin Jie narrowed his eyes and leaned back slightly. At this moment, his feet had become the touch of a wooden floor.

Looking up, the familiar ceiling came into view.

Lowering his head, Lin Jie looked around. This place has turned into a study full of bookshelves, and the air is filled with a slightly musty smell.

Not far from the desk, natural light shines through the window, dust is flying in it, and the green leaves of the sycamore tree outside are rustling.

Lin Jie had no doubts, now that he went to open the window, he would be able to see creeper vines covering the wall outside, and if he turned his head to open the door, he would see a long corridor with the stairs going downstairs at the end.

In terms of familiarity… Of course, he is more familiar with his own home where he lived for more than 20 years before time travel.

The first dream, the construction is complete!

He could feel that it wouldn’t be too difficult for him to build a dream.

Lin Jie looked at the parchment on the desk, a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly had an idea, if… to construct a character in a dream.

He shook his head, letting go of the thought that had only occurred to him for a second.

…

At dawn, Moen got up to wash up, then put on an apron and started cooking, and acted as a human alarm clock to wake up Boss Lin on time.

During the meal, Mo En sneaked a look at Lin Jie’s side face, then buried his head in a few mouthfuls, and then looked at his side face again.

Then he and Lin Jie looked at each other.

Mo En suddenly stopped, and then stared at Lin Jie without blinking, because the food was still in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he was quite confident.

Lin Jie twitched the corners of his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and asked with a patient smile, “Is there anything you want to say?”

Children of this age always want to ask their parents some difficult questions. He understands that at this time, they must be patiently guided in order to pass adolescence smoothly.

Moen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said, “I…I want to be the moon!”

…yes, like that.

Lin Jie’s smile was a bit stiff, Gua Wazi, do you also want to be Sailor Moon?