Is the Evil God Me?

Sometimes, Lynn's jokes were either wicked or full of poignant irony, and even a serious and serious person like Yefne couldn't help but laugh.

A joke is a joke, but a joke is not just a joke.

After smiling like a holy lily blooming, Yefne pondered that Lynn's joke actually had a tendency to set the stake on fire. On the other hand, Lynn closed his booklet, unhurriedly screwed up the pen cap and put it away, he got up and said.

"In fact, there is no need to be so pessimistic. The times are progressing, and some things will always germinate in line with the times."

"you're right."

Yefne nodded, she was not one of those old scholars who stubbornly refused to acknowledge the development of history. In this era, everything is changing at an accelerated rate. To experience the world with an open and accepting gaze will prevent you from being left behind. For example, the Roman Kingdom huddled in the far eastern corner was once an important force in this continent, and it could claim the position of the highest empire.

However, it is because of the slowness in this era that the serfs in the territory have not been liberated and entered into production, but have been beaten by a circle of countries that have completed their historical homework. Directly to the entire country where the Holy Fool is prevalent, it is autistic, and it can only shrink and work hard to develop.

"Whether it is [Molding Core] or [Double-crowned Wolf], it was explained before the ascent, movement never stops, even death never stops, only by moving can we stay away from those who fall behind."

"Ascension?"

Lynn, who was cleaning up, looked up curiously and asked.

In the archives of [Lamp Holder], there is basically no information related to the righteous gods, just a brief description of their personalities and temperament. After all, the life form of the righteous **** has exceeded the limited and short-term speculation of human beings, and it is ridiculous to use words to criticize the righteous god.

Lynn's concept of righteous gods is that there is neither good nor evil, and they have existed since ancient times.

Now Yefni suddenly mentioned that the righteous gods can soar, which makes Lynn, a troublemaker, curious. That's the sentence, the monk can touch it, but I can't touch it?

"Yeah, the three righteous gods [Casting Molten Core], [Enlightenment Sage], and [Double Crowned Wolf] were created by human beings. The war is also related to their ascension. And after the Shuojin era, there is no new righteous **** to ascend."

"Then why didn't the church say this?"

Lynn quickly recalled the trade, the ironsmith, the book seller, and the anxiety seller. These three righteous god-worshiping churches replaced the legends of their ascension with fairy tales. Is this taboo? Or is it intentionally downplaying the origin of the righteous God?

"The church just doesn't advocate it and doesn't deny it. After all, it wants to leave mystery and majesty for the righteous God."

Indeed, after Lynn knew that the three righteous gods were mortals, the awe in his heart disappeared a lot. Although this treachery never said in his heart that he was overly reverent or even fanatical about the righteous god.

Ascender.

Lin En instinctively felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate for Zhengshen to downplay the origin, but he was quickly thrown into the back of his mind, and his own little Sequence 9 He Dehe could talk about Zhengshen. When you, a small man, get to the saint angel, then consider the questions that adults only think about.

Yefne and Lynn chatted for a while.

As for what to do next, she also had an idea. The female knight held Lynn's hand intimately, pinched it secretly in the office, and assured him that the revenge would be successful. Not only those mice that should be cleaned up in Xiacheng District, but also those with bad intentions will not let go.

For Yefni's stand-up behavior, Lynn is of course...

Raise your hands in agreement.

Is the so-called flying dragon riding a face how to lose? Impossible to lose.

Allowing the female knight to hold her palm, as if she was pinching the pads of a cat's feet, all the movements in Lynn's thoughts flowed in the mouths of Yefni just now. Sure enough, what I thought was fast and accurate, and it was the right choice. There are not many uninvited guests at the moment. Fortunately, I don't have to deal directly, but can be a help.

Lynn has always been interested in the Labour Party.

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Factory management has always been an art, which naturally includes the exchange of some obscure channels of interest.

It's hard for a layman to see.

For example, the designation of raw material suppliers, or the competition of parts suppliers, will inevitably involve interests. With just a reasonable adjustment in the numbers, your pockets can inflate like crazy. And if someone who doesn't know the inside story comes to check the accounts, they will find that there are no omissions in the beautiful accounts, because there is no problem with the numbers, and it is very difficult to obtain evidence. As long as one side is bitten to death, it is difficult to continue the investigation.

On this point, Lynn has been busy since he was promoted, and Clark didn't have time to teach him this. And it just so happened that this incident gave Clark time and opportunity, so he started to make up lessons for Lynn~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, Ai Wen was going to take them to talk to the Qiu Ba after a while.

Here, Lynn is also keenly aware that Clark taught himself everything from the bottom of the box.

"Huh, it's really not easy. It turns out that there are so many doorways." Knowing the doorway, Lin En felt that if he wanted to supervise or raid his house in the future, he would have a direction. If Clark knew that the thoughts in his head were so terrifying, he would probably regret teaching him so much, which was a husky day for the factory manager.

"It's alright, you called me teacher. You know these things are normal. I guess you won't have a chance to listen to them after the mission is over."

Clark's expression suddenly flickered subtly.

"..."

Lynn's expression, who was still smiling happily, was hidden and stiffened.

If he had read it right, the flickering expression on Clark's face should read, lie. Clark lied? Why would he lie? What is there to lie about?

Lynn suddenly thought that he had some subtle doubts about Clark before.

Sometimes his micro-expressions are weird.

It's just that Clark is a document, not that Beyonders are out of control. If it's Beyonder pollution, it's easy to see from the spiritual vision.

"Oh, I'll go and put these files in place first, I'll set off later." Lynn quickly changed the subject and suggested as usual.

"Go, remember to hurry up."

Clark pushed his glasses, reminding Lynn not to forget the time.

After Lynn left, Clark's lens, whose figure was bathed in light and shadow, suddenly reflected a little white light, making it difficult to see the emotional changes behind the glasses. Clark didn't know what he was thinking about, looking in the direction Lynn left, he didn't move for a long time.