I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 120

Once he entered the canyon, which was as deep as an ocean. From then on, time was just a passer-by to him.

He fought in the canyon for an unknown amount of time. When the sky gradually darkened, Ling Pingan raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was almost seven o'clock.

Touching his rumbling stomach, Ling Pingan turned off the game and opened the takeaway app.

As usual, he ordered beef and rice.

Then, he searched the night snack shop last night and found that he couldn't find it on the takeaway app.

He opened the search app again and searched the name of the shop, 'Little Ke Seafood'. However, there was no trace of this night snack shop on all the web pages.

“It seems that something happened to this takeaway shop!” He sighed. “I finally found a delicious night snack shop, and it's gone just like that… What a pity!”

He was very picky with his food!

That could be seen from the fact that he only ate from a fixed breakfast shop and take-out shop.

Food could not hide its taste in his tongue!

Even if there was only a little strange smell, his tongue could keenly taste it.

His tongue could even taste the pickled taste of the meat during the processing process.

Whether it was fresh or not, he could taste it in one bite.

He could even taste the origin of the meat!

It was simply a chef's tongue in nature!

Therefore, his culinary skills were impeccable!

However, Ling Pingan was too lazy. As long as he could order take-out that suited his taste, he would not cook for himself.

Just like he would never go out shopping as long as he could make do with it.

If his clothes were dirty, he would throw them in the laundry.

If he ran out of shower gel and shampoo, he would buy them online.

He would get a haircut every three months and have a physical examination every six months.

He might not even go to the market to buy vegetables even once a year.

The good news was that the nearby industrial park had gradually moved away, so there was no dust in the kitchen.

Moreover, because the climate in Jiangcheng was relatively dry, the rice and oil that he bought for the New Year's Eve dinner before the new year were still clean.

Turning on the TV, it was time for the news again.

“Since the beginning of summer, typhoons have struck inland in many Nanyang Countries!” The announcer's voice came from the TV, and an inland area was shown on the screen.

A large number of houses were blown down by the strong wind.

Countless buildings were soaked in the flood.

The helpless victims were filled with melancholy.

“At the request of the Luzon Kingdom, the Lanfang Gonghe Country, the three kingdoms of Buddhism and Qi, and the Jiaozhi Kingdom, the natural disaster relief forces of the Federal Empire will begin to provide necessary technical support and personnel guidance to the affected areas.”

“At the same time, the central cabinet of the Federal Empire will hold a cabinet meeting tomorrow to discuss and vote on the decision to send troops to assist the affected countries!”

Ling Pingan looked at the news and sighed silently.

To be honest, if he had not seen the news, he would have almost forgotten that there were so many neighboring countries in the Nanyang region.

These small countries were like pearls that were linked together in the Nanyang region.

A long time ago, the countries in the region were the tributary states and vassal states of the Ancient Federal Empire.

Before and after the establishment of the Federal Empire, the region was gradually occupied and infiltrated by the colonists from the Land of Qin.

After the founding of the Federal Empire, of course, this kind of thing that went against humanity and morality could not continue to exist.

As a result, under the support of Taizu and Taizong of the federal empire, the various countries of the Southern Ocean won their independence one after another.

After that, they became part of the economic circle of the Federal Empire.

They did not have much of a sense of existence usually.

That was because they were all too small and were countries that exported agricultural products or raw materials.

It was probably only when they encountered a natural disaster and needed assistance that they would appear in the sight of the public in the federal.

After all, they were not like Fusang and Xinluo, who had long-term close ties with the federal. They were also not like these two countries, who had to push for a referendum on entering the Chinese states every few days. Their presence was so great that it was difficult for people to ignore them!

After watching the news, the take-out arrived.

The Fusang girl was as lively as before. She placed the take-out box on the counter and introduced enthusiastically, “Ling-san, this is the beef rice you ordered!”

“Today's beef is the top-grade beef from Osaka. I hope you'll like It!”

“Besides, I've also given you an extra serving of sea urchin soup!”

Ling Pingan couldn't help but feel excited when he heard this.

“Michiko-chan, thank you so much!” He said, “You specially prepare the best food for me every time!”

Recently, the Michiko-chan family's take-out standards had improved drastically.

Ling Pingan could taste it with his tongue. They were all top-grade ingredients.

Their standards had greatly improved, but their prices hadn't increased.

Ling Pingan was grateful to those who had the capital regarding that.

It was great!

The more capitalists there were, the better!

Of course, he was also grateful to Michiko Chiba and her family. Without their superb cooking skills, he would not have been able to eat such good food.

“You are too polite!” Michiko Chiba bowed deeply. “It is our honor to satisfy our guests!”

The little fox girl from Fusang felt that her life was filled with light recently!

With the investment from capital from the federal, her family's food business was rising step by step.

The guests were satisfied, and her family could still earn money.

Her mother had recently started preparing to buy a house!

That was one of the highest dreams of all refugees: To have property of their own in this country.

So the little fox girl's heart was filled with gratitude now.

Feeling gratitude for this country, feeling gratitude for the guests she met, and feeling gratitude for life.

That made her happy all the time.

Her whole person was filled with happiness all the time.

After sending away the happy Fusang girl, Ling Pingan took the take-out food box, sat on the counter, and ate happily.

The Kitten, Bastet, squatted beside him, occasionally getting a piece of beef or a spoonful of sea urchin soup.

After finishing all the food, Ling Pingan patted his stomach in satisfaction.

“Awesome!” He said.

Elizabeth's arm turned into a multi-barreled Gatling cannon in a second.

The steam turbine in her body started to operate at a high speed. Flesh and blood were pumped into it, converting into a huge amount of energy before turning into depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets that were filled with mechanical brilliance.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The son of the diablo was smashed into pieces by the depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets that she had fired.

All of its tentacles were broken.

Its huge body swayed and collapsed, sending countless dust and smoke into the air.

Elizabeth flipped open the 'Gospel for Synthetic Beings'. The will of steel appeared on her body.

She walked forward and chanted the Gospel for Synthetic Beings.

“Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine…”

As she chanted, the diablo's descendant that had already collapsed was gradually dissolved by the power of steel.

In the end, the flesh and blood of the enormous diablo's descendant condensed into a crystal.

That was a crystal with higher purity than the previous diablo's crystal.

It was also what Elizabeth was searching for.

“Twenty-five crystals!” She counted the crystals she had obtained. “I can enter the fog again and buy a more sacred book for Synthetic Beings!”

She thought about her experience in the fog.

In the end, the ruler in the fog said, “Of course, use machinery and steel to snatch them from the diablos and their claws!”

“Twenty-five should be enough!”

She began to set off, turning into a mechanical aircraft and heading back towards the direction of the steel altar.

An hour later, she landed on the steel altar.

Countless followers raised their heads and looked at her. The mechanical nun, Bhikkhuni of Steel.

The chosen one of the spirits of all machines, the child of Bodhisattva Gatling of Nanwu.

The mechanical guard who had been sleeping in the steel altar also lifted its head from the steel of the altar.

“You're back!?” It said, “I'm ready.”

Its mission had been understood on the day it came.

It was to be the guardian. The guard of the steel altar.

Elizabeth nodded at it and then faced the devout followers.

“I will meet a great ruler!” She said. “I will ask him for the scriptures!”

“The Buddha is merciful!” She put her hands together. “He will surely bless me to have a smooth trip, to obtain the Scriptures, and to save all life!”

“The Buddha is merciful!” The followers put their hands together.

The flashlight was turned on, and the light source shone forward.

The fog gradually rose from all around.

Elizabeth looked back at her people and stepped into the fog without hesitation.

Once she entered the fog, just like the last time, Elizabeth immediately felt that all the nano-armors on her body were in standby mode.

Even the will of steel began to fade.

She became a mortal once again.

In front of her, only the light source of the flashlight was illuminating the road.

She raised her head and looked into the distance. In the depths of the fog, there was a flickering light.

An incomparable faith suddenly rose in Elizabeth's heart.

She knew that obtaining the scriptures required sincerity.

In her quantum brain, there were many stories of ancient Eastern monks seeking the scriptures.

Hence, she slowly bent down and kowtowed.

Devoutly and firmly, she slowly walked through the fog.

Ling Pingan yawned.

He was already a little tired.

But looking at the documents on the computer screen, he smiled in satisfaction.

He had written 8,000 words!

He was hardworking!

Ling Pingan felt that the editor-in-chief should give him an author of the year award for the diligence!

After all, to be able to write 8,000 words in such free time was not something that just anyone could do.

Even Five Scholars of the Zhongyuan might not be able to do it!

Turning off the computer, Ling Pingan stood up and carried the kitten Bastian to the door. He was about to close the door.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing up in the fog outside.

He pushed the door open and took a closer look, only to find that it was the foreign guest from a few days ago.

Ling Pingan looked at her and suddenly felt a little guilty.

After all, he seemed to have lost the crystal that she had mortgaged here last time!

He scratched his head and finally smiled and went forward to welcome her. “Guest, you're here again!”

“Please come in!”

Chapter end