Bad Day watched in silence at Russell, who happily opened a bag of potato chips and began to eat with his back to him, without even looking at him.

And the barber who put away the furnace fire burning in his fingertips when he saw him enter the door, and looked at him indifferently.

“…… You've finally made it this far? Schizophrenia to the point where it can affect reality? ”

He hesitated for a moment, then complained to the barber, "I've never heard of this way out of control......

When the barber heard his words, he smiled mildly and sunnyly: "It sounds like I'm like some terrible big demon god...... Speaking of which, how did you recognize me?

"Is it because the vessel of the gods is not acting like it enough? You're only on the second floor. ”

"Ah, that's not it. It was the Dead Sun who told me...... He said it was the vessel of the gods. ”

Bad Sun subconsciously responded.

But he couldn't help but glance at Russell, who had eaten two bites of potato chips next to him and dropped them, and went to the refrigerator to find Coke: "How did you do that?" Why is your demon able to leave the body? ”

"Is it generally impossible to do it?"

"Of course, demons are information creatures. It is only possible to exist if there are organisms that can receive and understand this information...... In other words, demons cannot descend on anything other than sentient beings.

"In other words, it is absolutely impossible to cut off a part of the demon in your body."

"Part of it?"

The barber asked curiously, "Shouldn't it be all?" ”

"No, you still have traces of the 'Vessel of the Gods' in your body."

Bad Day replied with great certainty: "But your doppelganger is made entirely of the vessel of God...... This is theoretically impossible. At the end of the day, Demon is just a DLC, and it's impossible to run on its own without the base game. ”

"Unexpected metaphor, can someone like you actually play games?"

"Unexpected contempt – is playing games a masterful skill that is hard to learn? Or do you think I'm just going to cut off people's heads? Or do you think we people in Babel are a bunch of crazy people who don't know how to entertain? ”

Bad Day was a little unconvinced, he glanced at it, and sat down on the sofa in the corner of the room: "When I was a teenager, I was still very good at playing games." At that time, there was a fighting game that was popular, and I even qualified for the World Championship. Unfortunately, I couldn't participate, so I had to abstain......

"By the way, how the hell did you do that?"

As he spoke, he looked at Russell very curiously.

That's Russell that doesn't make any difference from a normal Russell...... From the sound of footsteps to the smell of your body, even the rhythm of your heartbeat.

- Of course, before Decay told him who the real Russell was, he probably guessed who was real. Because "Russell's" behavior pattern is obviously different from normal Russell, with the curiosity of a cat and a freshness that has just been released from prison; But the godfather is too much like the godfather.

"Quite simply, this is the application of the non-existent. The Immortal Vessel can be a fictional scalpel that doesn't exist, a shield that doesn't exist, or even a arm that doesn't exist...... If the human hand can be regarded as a 'vessel', why can't the vessel of the gods be counted? ”

"Huh?"

Bad Day was stunned for a moment: "Are you serious?" Use psionic energy to construct a real life...... Is this really something you can do with just a sixth- or seventh-level psionic ability? ”

"I think so."

"I don't think so."

Bad Day looked back with some concern: "To be honest...... Are you really out of control? If it was a demon's attack, I don't think it's surprising that a spirit of about level 9 or 10 could do such a thing. ”

"Don't underestimate Russell, kid of the Dead Sun family...... Hiccup—"

Hearing this, the vessel of the gods on the side was a little unhappy.

He poured down half a bottle of Iced Coke and gave a long hiccup.

Then he let out a refreshed sigh, and his expression did not look any different from the usually relaxed Russell.

But when he looked back, Bad Day instantly recognized that he was not the real Russell.

- because it was a monster's eye.

A kind of casualness and tolerance that belongs only to demons...... As long as you want to do it, you can destroy the casual temperament of anything.

Human beings have instinctive compassion for their kindred, so they will feel sad about the death of human beings, which is a kind of sympathy about death;

And human beings will also have some weaker sadness for the death of mammals, especially those that are more cute and in line with human aesthetics;

But if it's an ugly animal, a lower animal, or even a plant, you won't even feel sad at all.

For the death of inorganic matter, such as the collapse of snow-capped mountains and the death of the sea, they can't even understand their "death". It would only be thought that they still exist, but in a different form.

For demons, humans are more distant beings than inorganic matter. It's like when two robots start to communicate, but in fact, what they are communicating is the inner program, not the outer shell. In the perception of demons, they are such programs, and humans are such material shells.

Information does not create any existential sympathy for matter. This is also the reason why the demon is "cruel and ruthless".

Bad Day and "Decaying Sun" have been together for so long, so naturally they have already learned such a secret from Decaying Sun.

But he clearly saw the same feelings from "Russell" as the normal Russell before......

"That's because I don't pretend, human."

The vessel of the gods smiled heartily.

With Russell's face showing such an expression, it will look particularly cute: "This means that I treat you as my own, doesn't it?" ”

“…… Your playing mode is really different from Russell's. ”

"That's true, no matter what I play, I'm always me. I can't be anything other than me...... Because I'm just a 'device', not a mirror. No matter what it contains, it is impossible to change its attributes. ”

"Russell" shrugged his shoulders and picked up on the previous topic: "But are you underestimating Russell too much?" He rewrote his subconscious...... Do you know what that means?

"He's much better than I am, but he's bound by the chains of reason. And your relationship with the Dead Sun is different...... He's the one with more weight than I am. ”

"I've never heard anything like that, why have you never told me?"

Suddenly hearing unexpected words, the real Russell couldn't help but say, "Aren't you my demon?" ”

"Indeed. But if anything, it should be a derivative like God's Vessel-1, right? ”

The vessel of God is undisguised.

He turned around and smiled at the godfather and said, "Now that the Dead Sun has been spoken, there is still another vessel of the gods in your body. You'll be able to recall it sooner or later......

"There are two ways to do the so-called 'vessel of the gods'. The vessel that holds God, and the vessel that God has created to hold other things.

"I'm not the former, I'm the latter.

"You didn't have any contact with the real demon at the time, but you thought you should have such a demon, so I was created by you. When you think I should exist, I will exist as an illusion in your cognition...... But have you ever seen Bad Day whispering to someone around you?

"In other words, I've been just a demon in your imagination from the beginning. That's why I'm so easily exposed by the unexistent instrument. ”

The Vessel of the Gods shrugged his shoulders and smiled wickedly at his Creator, "In other words......

"You may have gone mad long ago, my Creator.

"A little common sense...... It is impossible for normal human beings to rewrite their personality so easily. You've known about it for a long time, because I knew about it. You're just pretending you don't know...... Disguise yourself as an ordinary person.

"—If you can easily do that kind of thing, how can you be sure that your personality has not been rewritten by yourself before?"

------Off topic------

I got up at eleven o'clock and started to read the book that started to make fox fairies from Liaozhai, and I saw that it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon before I started to code words, which can't be blamed on the cat (painful)

The cat continues to write, and there is ~ behind it

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.