Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Looking at the people kneeling on the ground in front of me...
Looking at the demons kneeling on the ground in front of him, Bai Tianming couldn't help but recall things that happened a long time ago, probably when he had just met them.
They thought he was weak, and he thought so too, so he tried not to disturb them, but they thought he was interesting, so they came to provoke him. Between swallowing his anger and charging forward, he chose to rush forward.
After all, it would be boring to do nothing and just wander around the corridors of the castle like a ghost every day. Now that a demon has finally come to challenge him, how can he let it go?
The other side was beaten so badly that they screamed in pain and had bruises and swollen faces for several months. It was not because their self-repair ability was particularly weak and it took several months to heal, but because they felt that since they had failed, they had to bear the consequences. It would be best to let everyone know that they dared to take responsibility for their actions, and from now on, they sincerely recognized Bai Tianming as their master.
They showed off those red and green injuries to other demons as medals. When other demons saw them at first, they were just surprised and didn't understand how they could get such injuries. Later, they laughed at them, thinking they were so weak that they couldn't even beat a demon that had just appeared.
Later, all the demons who laughed at them were beaten up by Bai Tianming when he passed by. Whether they were unwilling or willing, they could no longer laugh.
Bai Tianming didn't know who they were at first, but because their laughter was so loud, Bai Tianming mistakenly thought they were laughing at him, which was almost the case, so he started fighting with them.
Bai Tianming won and they lost. Bai Tianming left and they stood there looking at each other, looking at the familiar bruises on their faces and bodies. They realized that it was Bai Tianming who had just beaten them, and they couldn't laugh for a while.
Because, when they lost to Bai Tianming, they automatically became the objects of their previous ridicule. Bai Tianming was still a demon who had just appeared not long ago, but they could no longer defeat him. This fact was a heavy blow to them.
After a few months of depression, they finally recovered and were full of energy when they saw Bai Tianming. No one knew what they had done or eaten to cause such a sudden change in their temperament. In short, after that, Bai Tianming encountered no obstacles among the demons.
Perhaps he had been distracted for too long, Bai Tianming suddenly heard the sound of crying and came back to his senses.
The demons in front of him were still staring at him, tears already flowing from their eyes and sliding down their faces. Their expressions looked like they were run over by a huge truck, extremely painful and pitiful. However, because they had no money to pay for medical bills, they had to force themselves to endure it even though their bodies had been crushed into a puddle by the wheels.
Seeing them so pitiful, Bai Tianming was helpless. He sighed and stood up.
The crying among the demons paused for a moment, and pairs of watery eyes stared at him intently.
"Wipe your tears and get up," Bai Tianming looked at them one by one and said with a sigh, "Fill the hole here first. In case you need it again in the future, you can't damage it."
The demons nodded repeatedly, got up from the ground, patted their dirty clothes, rolled up their sleeves with vigor, and all looked as if they were ready to go to work immediately, and were extremely excited.
At the same time, outside the space crack, the human race looked at each other in confusion, and finally patted their clothes, intending to have a good communication and confirm the current situation.
"Where have you been?" The human race who had been staying on the plain asked those who had fallen into the space crack.
Those who had fallen into the space cracks looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and their expressions were almost the same as if they had survived a disaster. Even if some of them had some control, there was not much difference in essence.
They spoke in hoarse voices about what they encountered on the other side of the space rift.
Others have never been there, nor have they seen it with their own eyes, heard it with their own ears, or felt it with their own bodies. They only hear what they say is so miraculous that they don't believe it at all.
The director shook his head, a hint of disapproval on his face. He spoke earnestly, his old voice urging the young man to repent and change his ways, "It's impossible for such a powerful being to exist. If there were, everyone would have known about it long ago. Do you think the powerful prefer to live in seclusion? Even a powerful recluse wouldn't be unknown. You must be hallucinating."
Those who entered the space crack couldn't help but shook their heads when they saw that the people around them didn't believe it. If they hadn't personally gone in and out, and only heard others say it, they wouldn't believe it either. They didn't intend to force others to believe them.
Because they knew very well that such a thing was indeed unbelievable.
However, the director seemed to be certain that there was a space crack and that there must not be the kind of strong person they were talking about on the other side, which made them very annoyed and almost angry.
Someone who had been through the space rift frowned, his righteous indignation tinged with determination. His voice hadn't yet recovered, but he spoke without hesitation, "Is this a collective hallucination? Absolutely not! There's no such thing! If one person can't tell it apart, then how can a group of people? If we can't tell it apart, then you can't tell it apart either? You haven't even been in there! You know nothing!"
Another person who passed through the spatial rift nodded. "Even if the person we saw wasn't as strong as we said, he definitely wasn't weaker than you imagined. Anyway, you haven't seen it with your own eyes, so you don't know anything. It can't be our imagination."
Everyone who has passed through the space crack said that others who have not entered found it strange, and thought that they might be affected by some energy they did not know about, which changed their thinking. They frowned and felt that things were starting to get troublesome.
If those who passed through the space cracks were affected in their thinking by some unknown energy, they would probably not be able to return to normal for a while, let alone integrate into the crowd.
The director exchanged glances with the people around him who had never entered the space rift. They all felt that the person who tied the bell should be the one to untie it. Since these people were so sure that there was a strong man on the other side of the rift, they should go and take a look. Only by seeing it would they know how to prescribe the right medicine. Otherwise, they would be in the dark and would not be able to save anyone.
People decided to go to the space crack to take a look, not only for the spirits of those who had entered the space crack, but also for the safety of those who had not passed through the space crack, and more importantly, to see what the demons who went in were like.
They wanted to know about the demons' situation, not because they cared, but because they were worried. They were afraid that the demons would come out unharmed or even stronger and torture them inhumanely, or even take revenge on them.
Just in case, you should go in and take a look.
But be prepared.
After some intense and quick preparations, the director led a group of people into the space crack. Soon, they crossed the long distance and landed on flat ground in the blink of an eye.
Everyone was a little surprised that this place was so safe. They looked around to confirm the specific situation of the environment, and immediately saw the demons who were lowering their heads nearby, and they were surprised again.
The demons now are completely different from the ones they saw before. If the demons they saw at first were polite, the demons now are working hard.
These hard-working demons wore white towels on their heads, yellow vests on their bodies, red and yellow sweatpants on their lower bodies, and their shoes were changed to a style that was convenient for work and very breathable.
The demons were walking back and forth nearby, holding hoes and shovels in their hands, with their heads down, carefully examining the ground beneath their feet, with serious faces and talking in low voices, as if they were discussing important events such as the rising and setting of the sun and the moon.
Everyone was stunned.
After a long time, none of the demons who were seriously dealing with the land looked up at them, and they finally realized that it was not okay to just stand there and do nothing.
People began to talk in low voices, and even moved aside to make way for the passage in order to avoid disturbing the demons while handling the soil carefully.
A demon carrying a hoe passed by them and walked away without looking around, as if he was not among the demons that had fought with them before.
"Where's the strong one?" The director hesitated, finally remembering what he was going to say. He turned to look at the people around him and asked, "Didn't they say there was an extremely strong one here? Why don't you see him?"
The person who had entered the crack had a confused look on his face, mixed with a bit of curiosity. He blinked, looked at everything in front of him, and said slowly, "It should be nearby."
"How could this be? There are demons everywhere here. If there really is a strong man, why doesn't he show up?" The director shook his head, just like before, not believing it.
"Perhaps they're supervising nearby?" The man smiled, his tone involuntarily becoming much lighter as he spoke, "After all, before coming here, these demons weren't so obedient in farming."
The director couldn't tell whether he was joking or not, so he looked around and was about to say that he saw nothing and was about to take everyone away from this strange place first and talk about other things later, but he suddenly paused and slowly turned his head again.
Now, the attention of others was also drawn to the director's gaze. Everyone saw Bai Tianming sitting on a rock under the shade of a tree nearby.
Bai Tianming was sitting there, holding a cup in his hand with the lid open. Although people from a distance couldn't see clearly what was inside, they could see that there was a slight steam coming out of it.
Bai Tianming was feeling very comfortable. He squinted his eyes and a breeze blew by. His hair and the corners of his clothes moved slightly, and then slowly fell down, like a feather floating in the air.
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