"So talking to me is also counted as a welfare privilege. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

[Do you think you were qualified to talk to me before?]

"Cut!" Char's face sank.

What the system said is right, he is talking to the system and understanding the information of the system. Char doesn't like mysteries, because mystery means not being able to effectively control them, let alone being able to control them.

And through the conversation just now, there is really not much information that can be determined, but it is enough to make Char jealous.

First of all, it is certain that the system will definitely not die if he dies, after all, according to what I saw in the previous book, he is already the ninth generation of the demon king, in other words, he has died before, including the eight unlucky eggs in the five generations of demon kings.

Secondly, even if he is a demon king, not everyone is qualified, although he doesn't know what the identity of the other person is, but after he was selected as a traverser, he has been judged to be unqualified, and he is not even qualified to talk to the system.

In addition to testing him in the previous missions, the system really wanted to erase him and replace him with a better host. And it wasn't until he met the broken consciousness of the five generations of demon kings that the system really began to recognize him.

"It's really unpleasant to think about it. Char muttered to herself.

[Don't pretend, your value determines other people's attitude towards you, isn't this your favorite criterion?] The system said coldly.

"Alright then, as a ninth-generation demon king, what should I do?" Char said.

Of course, do you need to ask? Of course, overturn the gods, this is the basic quality of the demon king, and the eight predecessors in front of you all did this. 】

"Why don't you say that my eight predecessors have already hung up, you are stupid to me, why do you want to the gods if you have nothing to do. Char rolled her eyes and said angrily.

[It doesn't matter, anyway, your first eight predecessors have already done this, if you don't do the gods, the gods will come to kill you sooner or later.] The system said lightly.

"Damn, can I think you're scheming on me?"

[Of course, in fact, your predecessor said the same thing.] 】

With a sigh, Char got up from the ground and ignored the system. He had already discovered that the black belly of this system was beyond his imagination, and he still didn't want to humiliate himself.

Walking into the study, Char sat down in front of a table full of books, it had been a few days since he returned from the Demon Cloud Valley, and he had a lot to do now.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock at the door, and a tall and thin figure in a black dress and a hat walked in, with a white mask on his face and white gloves on his hands, looking like a standard butler.

"Fred, you look good, as long as you don't do it, no one will recognize you as a lich. Char looked at the figure and said with satisfaction.

"Thank you for the compliment, host, it's your breakfast. Fred placed the plate lightly on the table, and the gentle old man's voice sounded under the mask.

"By the way, master, the old slave has compiled a list of the casualties of the guards, do you think you need it?" Fred said, handing Char a stack of paper full of words.

"Fred, you're going to do this. Char looked through these materials and found that this was a very complete information, whether it was the identity information of the deceased or the family background. It is also the condition of the injured person's injury, the estimated recovery time, and how much gold it will cost, all of which are recorded in detail.

"The old slave is ashamed, when the old master is still there, although the old slave has always won the trust of the old master, but the old slave's qualifications are too dull, and in the end he can't help the master much, so the old slave can only hope to help the old master in other fields outside of strength. Fred said with a sigh, although he is no longer crazy now, but the five generations of demon kings still occupy an unimaginable weight in his heart, otherwise Fred would not have chosen to follow Char because of the words of the five generations of demon kings.

"That's right. Char also nodded, in the world of magic, the power of the individual has indeed been magnified.

"This time, the family of the deceased, you go and issue an insurance pension, as for those injured, if the injury is serious, you can come directly to me, and I will treat it myself. "Char's price attention is back to the data.

"But master, the old slave has read the insurance regulations you have formulated, which says that you need to pay the insurance money for three consecutive months before you can pay the insurance money. ”

"It's like buying people's hearts, what to do, you should know better than me. And I have a freshly written recruitment ad here, and you have people copy it a few more times and post it. Char said as she pulled out a large piece of paper from the drawer.

After explaining these things, Char walked out of the room with brisk steps under Fred's gaze.

[Haha, I finally enjoyed the feeling of being a boss, this kind of throwing all the tasks out in a wave, and then you can pick up the legs of the two Lang and wait for the result, it's really cool.] 】

"What are you talking about. This sudden sound almost made Char stumble under his feet.

Isn't that exactly what you're thinking about right now? 】

"What's the matter? It's just cool. Char coughed dryly and said with a smile, being able to get rid of these things did give Char a lot more time to do other things.

For example, if the weather is so good, putting a recliner in the yard to bask in the sun is a nap or something, putting a recliner to bask in the sun and take a nap or something, and putting a recliner to bask in the sun and take a nap or something.

However, just as Char moved the recliner, Mansha's figure suddenly appeared in front of Char.

"Yo, Sister Mansha, are you going to go basking in the sun too?" Char greeted with a smile.

"I'm going to see him. Mansha whispered.

The smile on Char's face vanished, and the look in Mansha's eyes became complicated. "I've captured him, and I'm locked up in the dungeon, but you're sure you're ready to meet him. ”

"Let me go. Mansha took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Then come with me. Char led Mansha to the entrance of the dungeon and stopped. Char knew very well that the next realm was not something he could get close to.

Watching Mansha walk towards the entrance of the dungeon, Char was silent for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed Mansha's hand.

"Sister Mansha, what's that, you can rest assured that no matter what you do, I will support your choice. ”

Mansha glanced back at Char, a hint of warmth flashed in her eyes, smiled at Char, and walked into the dungeon.

[Favorability +1, you're very good to her.] The ambiguous voice of the system sounded.

"You're thinking too much, I'm just afraid she'll put the knife on my neck again like she did last time. Char spread his hands and said cheekily.

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the achievement "The Victory of German Orthopedics", note; no matter how good the cheap brother is, I still choose the orthopedics.] The system did not hesitate to give Char a blow to his heart.

"Damn, shut up, you're not as good as the previous main god painting style!" Char yelled angrily.