"Awaken, you madness that wanders in the void, pour in the scorching source of all worlds, burn with brilliant crimson flames, bloom, revel in joy, mid-level magic: Crimson Flame - Popcorn Technique!"
"Wait, are you sure it's this spell? I remember it being a Fireball spell!"
In the middle of the night, beside the ruins of a bombed-out area, Hammer frowned, looking at the little fox with a hint of suspicion, holding a notebook in his hands, recording the vicious incidents of drunken street fights.
"That's right, that cunning old mage with the corncob staff was hiding in the shadows. After casting this spell, he blew up the restaurant."
Xiao Han covered the scrapes on his face. Although they had been treated, the pain still made him grit his teeth and say aggrievedly, "We were clearly in the lead, but this bastard suddenly launched a sneak attack and blew up the entire restaurant. Moreover, an old geezer chanted this incantation, conjured up a huge fireball with his hands, and lit up a giant corncob. Doesn't he feel ashamed?!"
After speaking, Xiao Han looked aggrieved. In reality, this was the shameless act of "the novice demon king accidentally shooting a fire arrow that set the wine cellar on fire, trapping four silver-rank enemies and blowing up a luxury hotel. Unable to afford compensation, he framed someone else." The possessing system gave him a six with one hand, plus three experience fruits to show its approval.
"In that case, the Gubang family should indeed be held responsible."
After recording the drunken brawl, Hammer straightened the tulip badge on his shoulder, glanced at Xiao Han before leaving, and a smile appeared on his lips.
That kind of "I have seen through everything" kind of truth made Xiao Han inexplicably panic.
"Farewell, Captain!"
Xiao Han waved his hand in goodwill.
"How unscrupulous! This fox is so unscrupulous!"
The first weasel, led by the city management guards, still had a purplish-blue fist mark on its right eye and was muttering to itself.
A task that seemed perfectly safe had turned out like this. As a diplomat, the weasel couldn't figure out which step had gone wrong after a little thought.
Could it be that the other party inadvertently asked the question about "paying New Year's greetings to chickens at the end of the year," and the answer "eat crispy chicken" was wrong?
Although the Gubang family would bail him out of prison and there was nothing to worry about, he still couldn't understand what benefit the little fox was to him by being so unscrupulous.
"Damn it, so what if I chop you up! We're all just trying to make a living, if you're not happy, chop me up!"
"Despicable! You actually colluded with undead creatures to launch an attack, how shameless!"
"Heh, who told you to send so few? Not even enough for me to chop up with a cleaver."
A group of people, estimated to be over a hundred, were chained together, their hands bound, disrupting the balance of power between the two sides, and they began hurling insults at each other.
Especially the helmet, which resembled a botanical garden, with red peppers, purple onions, and green cucumbers... it truly embodies the phrase "a hundred flowers blooming."
Suddenly, Hammer, who was preparing to take people to jail, narrowed his eyes, staring at the botanical garden with a hint of suspicion.
In that fragrant botanical garden, a patch of green, exuding the aroma of a century-old brew, stands out strikingly against the night sky.
The next moment, a glint of light flashed in Hammer's eyes, and his magical energy erupted. He reached out with one hand towards the botanical garden, and that green figure that made people panic darted out, landing on its bottom.
Suddenly, Cai Gua's helmet fell off, revealing a young face.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?!"
As soon as Cai Gua Tou revealed his true colors, he immediately covered his face and roared in fury.
Then, Hammer kicked Cai Guatou away, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed over to give him a good beating.
"Brother, brother, I was wrong! Please, please don't hit my face!"
Witnessing his subordinates being beaten up by the older brother who was a city management officer, Xiao Han trembled. He thought to himself that if he could let go of the grudge of blowing up someone's stepmother's grave, then he should also be able to let go of the small matter of instigating his younger brother to become a street thug.
On the surface, Xiao Han remained calm as a rock, but inside he was panicking. After watching the group leave, a glistening tear appeared in his eye.
Why……
Why reject the heartfelt sincerity of a weasel?
Xiao Han wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, trying his best not to look at the new home that the Gu Bang family had forcibly sold, and silently returned to the cemetery.
After the previous tomb-blasting incident, the cemetery has been extensively renovated, so there should be no problem grilling fish there.
"Eh, Your Highness...Your Highness, aren't you going to?"
The necromancer, drinking a bottle of Want Want Milk before bed, looked at the newcomer's face and exclaimed in surprise.
"Hmm, back to square one."
Xiao Han looked utterly hopeless. He stiffly spread out the sheets, sat down, and wrapped himself in the [stolen] blanket.
His new house was forcibly confiscated, his subordinates were forcibly disbanded, and his snowballing wealth was mostly divided up by various forces that emerged in Titan City. There is no greater predicament in life than this.
"Go to sleep first, don't disturb me, let me have some peace and quiet."
"Uh, um, um..."
The necromancer hesitated, looking at the sleeping newbie demon king, before finally letting out a sigh and lying down in the cross-shaped coffin on his high-class bed.
The coffin was piled high with bronze eagles and a small amount of silver shells. Although it was somewhat uncomfortable to sleep in, at least the powerful figures of Titan City wouldn't covet a necromancer's coffin. (The Little Fox Overlord's last vestige of dignity, his so-called backup plan)
These days, even demon kings have to struggle for basic necessities, which has changed the necromancer's perception of the ruthless demon king.
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fighting!
That's the true theme of the Midland continent!
The epic life-or-death battles between heroes and demon kings, the struggle for interests between empires, the preparations for war between races, and even the salted fish that surface to breathe are all vying for living space on the continent.
As a professional on the continent capable of cultivating magical energy, leveling up, quests, skills, equipment, potions, girls, and honor are all essential parts of a professional's journey to become stronger. (Xiao Han's opinion)
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