Chapter 4 Words should be made clear once and said twice that something was going to happen
After enduring another violent lightning strike, the scene in front of Shao Dong's eyes changed from the funeral home to the desert full of clocks.
"I asked if it was possible to improve your method of teleportation, and every time I was struck by lightning, I felt as if I was really guilty. β
This time, Shao Dong did not lose consciousness for a short time as he had just now, and after opening his mouth and coughing up a puff of black smoke, he was about to continue to put forward some constructive suggestions on this teleportation method, but he heard a voice that was apologetic.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll try to improve this method of teleportation, and it should be improved next time I use it. β
Shao Dong, who heard the voice, turned his head violently, and unexpectedly saw that the poor-breasted apprentice Grim Reaper was apologizing to himself with an embarrassed face. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Shao Dong slowly opened his eyes a slit, Lori still hasn't become a royal sister.
"May I ask you how you can switch between poor breasts and big breasts freely?" asked Shao Dong, pointing to the Grim Reaper's chest.
It's a pity that before Shao Dong could figure out this eternal mystery, a voice like thunder came from above their heads.
"Sinner, pay attention to your attitude, even if it is a trainee of death, it is not something you can harass, even if you have not been convicted. β
A huge phantom appeared in the air, and the aperture with the level of five cents special effects made the phantom look very imposing, but it was difficult to see what this phantom was, and then Shao Dong's heart immediately gave birth to the idea that this product was definitely pretending.
As soon as this thought appeared, Shao Dong immediately looked up at the phantom, after all, whether it was in terms of momentum or appearance effect, this phantom looked much more advanced than Angel, the poor milk god of death. Now that he is a serious slanderer, it is possible that this situation will be punished no matter how he is punished.
However, the god who only showed people in the shadow did not punish him because of Shao Dong's thoughts, but said with great majesty: "Because of the special situation of the sinner Shao Dong, the trainee god of death Angel will carry out the final confession, and then determine which layer will be exiled to the level to be punished." β
Hearing this, Shao Dong understood, this is completely a dead rhythm. His previous conjectures were all correct, and he would determine where to go after confessing his crimes, but in fact, his whereabouts had already been decided, and now all this was just a formality to make everything seem reasonable.
"Wait, I don't know what god you are, but professionally speaking, I am not a sinner if I haven't been convicted, so I don't have to be punished. Besides, my death was an accident, and it was an accident that happened to save people, are these not your considerations?"
Shao Dong raised his head proudly, squinted his eyes and tidied up his clothes, which was his habitual posture during the trial. But soon he found that this posture was very tiring, and his neck was very uncomfortable with his head tilted all the time, so Shao Dong held on for a long time and lowered his head.
"Hahaha, as a lawyer, he is always looking for loopholes in other people's words. But this is hell, not a court where you can talk about it, and no amount of sophistry here will undo the established facts. β
The huge phantom words revealed irrepressible pride and arrogance, if you could see his expression, Shao Dong believed that his face must be an expression of everything under control now.
At this moment, Angel, who had been ignored, suddenly walked over with a small notebook, and then said timidly: "Thatγγγγγγ According to the conviction rules, if the deceased disagrees with his or her charges, he or she can sign a confession deed so that he can defend his death. β
Saying that a contract book with an inky light flew out of the small book, Shao Dong didn't want to grab the contract book, took a cursory look at the contents on it, and immediately took out a pen from his arms and signed his name on it.
Then he shook the contract at the phantom and smiled, "Now am I qualified to continue my sophistry, dear god-sama?, of course I don't think it's sophistry, I'm more used to calling it a statement of facts." β
Just as he was about to continue to show off, Angel took a small notebook and turned the page, and continued: "After signing the confession objection contract, if it is proved that the crime is not established, the fact that it will be found that the death is unreasonable, immediately return to before the death occurred. If convicted, he will be punished forever in hell and lose the chance of redemption. β
Shao Dong, who was holding the contract high, had already retracted his hand halfway through hearing it, and he was still trying to erase the name from it after Angel's words were all finished, but how could there be such a thing that violated common sense in such a fantasy story?
So when Angel turned her head to look at Shao Dong, she was greeted by a face with tears and extremely regretful.
"Do you dare to make it clear at once, don't you know that you should know everything when you tell the pros and cons of the contract?"
In fact, Shao Dong just wanted to be angry with that phantom, and he definitely had no intention of being angry in hell forever. If he had known that the side effects of this contract were so exciting, he would not have signed his name even if he died, even though he was a dead man now.
"It's a contract, not a contract. Faced with Shao Dong's gaffe, Angel corrected his words with some embarrassment.
But now Shao Dong can't care about this, he just wants to know if this contract is possible not to count, "I don't care if this broken thing is a contract or a contract, I just want to know if this thing can be canceled!"
"Hahaha, I admire your courage, since you like to play court games so much, I'll play with you for a while. This may well be your last court defense, so take advantage of it. β
In the rumbling laughter of the phantom, the contract that had no way to cancel slowly floated up from Shao Dong's hand.
At the same time, a large black oval desk appeared in front of the phantom, and in front of the table, a demonic head burning with raging flames let out howls from time to time. Judging by the layout and the shape of the table, this should be the judge's seat.
In front of Shao Dong, a waist-high cage made of black thorns appeared, which should be the respondent's seat. As for the poor milk version of the trainee Death Reaper Angel, she stood on Shao Dong's left hand side, a position that should be the defender's seat if nothing else.
Shao Dong's face once again showed a dead expression, asking her to defend herself, isn't this still dead?