Beautiful Natural Disasters

Chapter 8: Pluto One Hundred and Eighteen

Maybe my running posture is too graceful. These team members expressed their deep respect to me with their original movements. However, there were still a few people who just showed respect to me with their eyes. I found that as long as I looked at them with sincere eyes, they would respond like this.

They are gentlemen! Unlike these other guys who show respect to me with their fists, they are all hypocrites.

Do you think I will hurt?

I like to see the ignorance of people like you who have never seen superpowers and noble people.

The police caught me in a place and paid me another respect. I told them that this was a passionate way of expression that was not bound by words and thoughts. They didn’t believe it?

So I revised their thoughts. When I walked out of the place with these policemen without any entanglement, I found people on the street cheering for us, and there were several people who I joined without touching their minds. Up to us.

I looked at the brains of these people very curiously, and found that they were just in a state of madness, just like some crazy neurotic patients.

We rushed back to the arena and greeted us with the cheers of the crowd. They screamed, they whistled, and then many people joined us. As more and more people joined, this event became an informal carnival.

They were cheering up, but I was wondering, can I achieve my goal without modifying my mind?

This human brain circuit without a firewall is indeed wonderful, but it is also very fragile. It is very susceptible to influence. What makes them temporarily abandon all moral reason? Putting their minds in a kind of mania and chaos, the program operation seems to be irregular, without reference value, it is a kind of mania.

Maybe I have to read some books and study how to make them crazy without modifying their brains.

Because it is too labor-saving.

seems to have found some fun.

Wait, why do those dog men and women want to do on my grand festival? How can this be?

I have to let them understand that my carnival is sacred!

Let my body float. It doesn’t seem to be a difficult task in Dog Marvel. Of course, I don’t know how to do magic, because I haven’t captured any mysterious humans yet, so I copied the US team’s enhanced code. On the body, this flying skill is purely physical. If you ignore the thing that I have abandoned on the grass and sprayed out of the intestines, this skill is still quite cool.

I know that there is a magician on the mysterious side of Dog Marvel, and there are three other places where they are called nodes, but I don’t remember the location, otherwise I will be a good wizard.

There is no firefly near here, otherwise copy its code and let me send a light or something. Maybe the effect will be better.

But it didn’t seem to be necessary. After the terrible silence, there was a greater whistle, and they seemed even more excited. If the skin can also be taken off, they must not hesitate at this time. Many people kneel on the ground and worship me, that’s right. The dog and the man were separated, and they finally understood my painstaking efforts.

This feeling of being worshipped by thousands of people, I call it vanity…

I deny that I have a fascination with it. I just promised to do this. It is sacred.

It’s just that I seem to have forgotten a very important thing, what is it? Damn it, the last Ming coin burned.

It’s not the first time I forgot something, maybe it was erased by that inexplicable existence.

Since you can’t find it, don’t care about these details. I cursed it and exposed it.

Why should I write these diaries on such rough paper? And then burn it?

Is this a ritual?

Very cool and mysterious side.