I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the monitoring room.

Everyone was looking at the image on the screen.

Mr. A walked to the entrance of the bookstore.

Then, he seemed to knock on the door.

The moment he knocked, the image distorted.

In the blurry distorted image, they could only see that Mr. A’s figure seemed to be flattened by something.

He slowly began to flatten.

“Two-dimensional…” a concept that only belonged to science suddenly appeared in their minds.

Li Shouyi suddenly stood up.

Because he recalled the most outstanding foreign scientist in the history of the Federal Empire, Grand Secretary Newton, who said in his later years that the end of science was theology…

After the recovery of the psionic energy, a new version appeared in the circle of psionic energy research experts in the Federal Empire: the end of Metaphysics was science!

So…

The psionic energy scholars were right?

In the end, metaphysics was science?!

But how was that possible?

Li Shouyi frowned.

What was metaphysics? It was unpredictable and had no laws. There were almost no two identical psionic energy structures!

But…

On the screen, the two-dimensional Mr. A seemed to be expounding a new explanation.

Perhaps, the reason why humans could not find a pattern and could not figure out the truth of psionic energy.

Was because the knowledge that humans possessed was too shallow!

It was just like how primitive humans could not understand why 1 + 1 was equal to 2.

The current humans still did not understand even the most basic thing about psionic energy.

So, they could only be like primitive humans, thinking that those things that could not be understood were gods?! And thinking that they were metaphysics that could not be explained or summarized?!

Just as Li Shouyi was thinking, the distorted image on the screen suddenly returned to normal.

Under the camera, the lights of the bookstore that had already been turned off lit up.

White lights were reflected from the doors and windows.

Mr. A, who had already inevitably gone into a two-dimensional model, returned to three-dimensional almost instantly.

Looking at this scene, Li Shouyi took a deep breath.

He could still understand turning an object into two dimensions.

After all, scientists had fantasized about such a thing.

But instantly restoring a two-dimensional creature to three dimensions without any injuries.

That was really…

He looked at the staff in the monitoring room. There were many experts in psionic energy research among them.

And now, every single one of them had their jaws dropped.

They were so shocked that they could not speak!

Because what they were seeing was truly beyond imagination and incomprehensible!

From three dimensions to two dimensions, and from two dimensions to three dimensions.

The owner of the bookstore did not show up, but he had already played with the laws of the universe and the basic physical laws of the world in his hands.

That was no longer something that a God could do!

Perhaps, the so-called god was only an ant in front of him!

Because now, Li Shouyi knew that as long as he was willing.

He could easily erase the earth and even the entire Solar System from the universe!

The difficulty was probably equivalent to a student holding a blackboard eraser and erasing a picture on the blackboard.

Could God do it?

… … ..

Ling Pingan opened the door and looked at the person standing at the door.

He was wearing a strange mask.

The mask seemed to be a monster with a Sphinx’s face.

That made Ling Pingan curious. “Why does he have to wear a mask?”

“Is it because he is too ugly and did not dare to show his face… or is it because his face was injured?” He thought.

Of course, there was a third possibility, he was a punk!

However, there were very few punks in the metropolitan territory.

Ling Pingan had never come into contact with them, so he didn’t think about that.

As for gangsters, Ling Pingan had never considered them.

That was because there were so many public security posts nearby. Ling Pingan believed that the police wouldn’t allow a criminal to roam freely on the streets.

Ling Pingan trusted the Federal Police!

Therefore, he asked curiously, “Sir, may I know who you are?”

… … … ..

Mr. A looked at the person in front of him.

He felt that his mouth was a little dry, and his vocal cords seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

He thought about his experience just now.

His soul could not help but tremble.

When he looked at the person in front of him again, he no longer had the slightest bit of contempt.

Unfortunately, he could not speak at all.

He tried his best to open his mouth, but in the end, he could only make a series of whimpering sounds.

With no other choice, he could only reach out his hand and point at the cat goddess in Ling Pingan’s arms. He hurriedly used sign language to express himself.

Ling Pingan looked at the gestures of the stranger in front of him, who was wearing a mask and then listened to the whimpering sounds in his throat.

He immediately understood. “So, he is a disabled person…”

“It’s pitiful!”

He looked at the night sky outside and thought about how this pitiful person still went out in the middle of the night and knocked on every door in order to beg for food money for the next day.

The sympathy in his heart instantly overflowed.

There was nothing he could do. What he could not encounter the most was pitiful people.

It was easy for him to empathize with him!

But…

Ling Pingan knew that simply giving money or goods wouldn’t solve this poor man’s predicament.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, “Sir, are you here to seek my help?”

The man pointed at Ling Pingan, then pointed at himself and nodded.

“I understand!” Ling Pingan smiled very kindly and then held the poor man’s hand enthusiastically. He felt the calluses all over his hand.

The sympathy in his heart increased a little.

Therefore, he held onto the poor man’s hand, pulled him in, and let him sit on the sofa.

“Sir, please wait a moment…” Ling Pingan smiled and said to him, “I’ll contact someone…”

It was better to teach a person to fish than to give that person a fish!

The ancient scholars had already explained that problem very clearly.

So…

Ling Pingan immediately thought of asking the government for help!

A disabled person. a disabled person who might have been disfigured.

A pitiful person who wandered in the streets.

Simply giving money couldn’t save him, and simply giving things couldn’t help him either.

The only way to change and save him was to send him to the Federal Empire’s rescue center.

He could go there and learn a skill that could make a living and obtain a temporary place to eat and sleep.

In that case, after he learned the skill from the rescue center, he could use his own hands to create wealth!

Ling Pingan turned around and was about to pick up the phone to call the kind police officer from last time.

However, just as he turned around, he saw more than a dozen women in black robes appear at the door.

Ling Pingan looked at these people and then turned to look at the disabled man in the mask.

“Are you guys together?” Ling Pingan asked.

He nodded.

“Sigh!” Ling Pingan sighed. He automatically imagined these people as pitiful people who were begging for their living the next day in the middle of the night.

“Come in!” Ling Pingan sighed.

The women standing at the door seemed to be afraid of strangers.

“Come in!” Ling Pingan had to say again, “It’s okay, don’t worry!”

Seemingly to prove his words.

Bastet jumped on his shoulder.

Meow!

The kitten purred softly.