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"Finally, it's over. I feel like I'm about to... burn out completely..."
"Indeed, Your Highness, we finally survived. It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy at all!"
Yes, the above conversation is from Edward and the other Supreme Alchemists. Don't get me wrong, they just participated in some battle that was even more intense than the previous all-out war with the four nations.
They simply, or rather, not so simply, handled the paperwork that Perfect World had done for several months since its inception, and that was all.
However, the intensity of this job was much higher than they had initially imagined.
"Damn it, so these people really have let loose, haven't they? How come I never knew my citizens were so good at creating drama?"
This is the emperor's ramblings. After everyone has become a perfect being, and after a brief period of confusion and chaos, some people have started to do silly things without breaking the rules.
Besides what I mentioned before, I also transformed myself into a girl to deceive my brothers, and buried myself in the ground to be planted as a plant.
There are other ruthless people too.
"He swallowed a bomb that was about to explode, wanting to turn himself into pieces and then piece himself back together."
He is a puzzle enthusiast and found it to be a very challenging experience.
As it turned out, the door wasn't closed at the time, and his family saw that this guy, apart from his head, had been completely covered in dirt. The organization had painted the wall red...
Even that head was still wriggling on the ground, crawling in the shadows.
Since the head is not yet able to reassemble itself into the body, the family must collect the victim's fragments first.
During this process, the head would occasionally shout, "My appendix is over there, my lungs are here..."
This scene has left a psychological scar.
There were other incidents, like two passersby suddenly starting to argue.
In a fit of rage, one of them grabbed his own neck with both hands and pulled hard, tearing his head and a spine out of his body.
Using it as a meteor hammer like that, perhaps because it was too unpleasant to look at, led his opponent to give up.
Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, what can we do now that he's in this state? We can't just bring our own heads to him, can we?
To this end, Edward even added a clause to the laws of the El Empire.
"Please try not to waste your life force, such as by disassembling your own head or cutting open your stomach in public. If this causes psychological harm to others, you will be fined depending on the severity of the offense."
It can only be said that behind every outrageous rule lies an even more outrageous story.
"Indeed, Father, it can only be said that once the fear of death is overcome, humanity's desire to court death has been awakened..."
Edward was also surprised to learn that the citizens of the El Empire were so adept at having fun.
It can only be said that perhaps everyone harbors a desire to become a tough guy in Florida?
"Your Highness, at least our work is done, a new order is being established, and there won't be as many problems arising in the future."
"Indeed, Alice, I need to get some rest and then do some research to relax."
Edward also breathed a sigh of relief. He found it hard to imagine whether these jobs would have really exhausted him if he hadn't become a perfect being.
Hmm, it seems quite possible?!
He made a list of his upcoming schedule and began his rest time.
"The next goal is to study new plants and soil, and see if we can allow plants to directly absorb the sun's energy and then produce high-energy fruits."
This was a bold idea for Edward, and he thought he should give it a try.