Chapter 31: I Deleted Them All
"Since you want revenge, what are you going to do?"
"I'm a little hot-headed for a day off."
"You still know you're hot-headed, huh? Now that I can take it back, I can pretend that it didn't happen. β
"I'm not going to go back, I'm going to revisit the previous intelligence and judgment."
ββ¦β¦ So is it really going to be done? β
"You're already a hundred-year-old adult, don't look ahead."
"Are you like a nineteen-year-old high school student? Who the hell are you like, your dad and mom don't look like you at all! β
"Is it the other way around?"
"You're still in the mood to complain about this!?"
"This is the result of rest, to return to the usual state, at least the perspective and brain power to return."
"Letting emotions play out can get in the way of any possible point of view, and if there is a hole or other discrepancy in the plan, we have to pay for it.
"There is only one life, and my soul may not be as tough as yours, and I can fight it back if it is broken."
βοΌ You have a point, but didn't you skip my death report? "After seeing the holy light used on the other side, and then seeing the title of the file of the Soul Gathering Report, I think normal people can guess it, will it be slower than the living to think only by the soul?"
"So you really want to do it?"
"You think I'll talk and play?"
"Uh... I just think it was done too quickly. β
"Revenge still has to be thought about before it is considered? Anger brewing? The more you think about it for a while, the more angry you become, and the more you think about it when you take a step back, the more you lose? β
"Just ......"
You don't look very angry and hateful... Morrison watched Omer use the search engine frequently with the help of the network of Heavenly Gate City, looking extremely focused and serious, but he had a feeling of watching him study seriously instead of taking revenge.
It's the atmosphere, the atmosphere, this guy has a pity when he sees that he is not dead, and suddenly wants to fight everything to avenge himself or something... Morrison always felt a little unrealistic.
But of course this should not be said.
is still the same sentence, Morrison still feels that he doesn't know enough about his adopted son, and he often can't tell whether the other party is real or acting.
But only when the other party said the second time, 'I can't change the dead, I want to see the living', Morrison did see a slight red glow rising in Omer's brown eyes.
He knew very well that it was not the fire reflected on the screen, the man he despised, who was Omer's father, also had such blood-red eyes, and that blood-red always appeared in the moment before the manifestation itself, which can be described as the ultimate embodiment of bloodline power.
If you come here a few more times, this kid won't have to make an appointment for bloodline awakening, right?
Being disturbed by a sudden change in the heart to shake the shackles of the bloodline, this interference must be serious enough, thinking of this, Morrison knew that he should not suspect this child,
The child's heart was indeed full of anger, and that anger even shook the bloodline that had been dormant for a long time, but he was still so restrained, suppressing all the emotions that should have risen and rioting, and the flickering flames could only emerge through the vision in the end, and it also hindered the liberation of power.
He began to wonder if if this kid hadn't had this character, the power of the demons would have awakened earlier.
But I think that if this child is not this character, he will probably still be suffering with him, and he will not even be able to stand the fact that he runs away somewhere halfway.
There may not even be a 'observation' quality.
And without 'observation', the dean would not have taken the initiative to mention this child, making him suddenly realize that the two bastards had lost an innocent child to be orphaned in the Demon Realm - the dean also felt that the child was not suitable to stay in the Demon Realm as soon as possible, and should have come into contact with other human beings as soon as possible, to see more diverse people, and to get in touch with more beautiful and uplifting things.
For example, the proud horse racing girls in the Jiemen District have their own desire for victory and determination to chase their dreams.
But the girls with horsetails didn't seem to soften the child's heart, but the resilience to win and fight was indeed conveyed to the child, making the child gradually become what it is today.
"Omer."
Morrison, who was standing on the inside of the screen, suddenly spoke after a moment of silence, causing Omer to look sideways slightly.
"Do you yell when you play?"
Hearing that it was just such a question, Ormer turned his gaze back and continued to look through the browser: "Occasionally, what's wrong?" β
"Nothing, keep it up."
βοΌβ
It was so strange that Omer looked back at the screen position Morrison was occupying, only to see the browser as it was.
It looks like Morrison is going to do something else... Omer looked back at the map of the intercity highway and airway of the Heavenly Gate City that he had opened, and said that he was taking a day off, but he was now preparing for the plan, and this rest was somewhat watery.
However, the original intention is just to clean up the mood, press the mentality, and pull out of today's chaos, it is best to return to the previous observation vision, and the effect of entering the working state like this is not much different.
It's like the state of him when he treats the horse racing girl's information, concentrating on collecting inferences.
Although it was too much pressure on his brain, the result was always satisfactory, except that he always lasted several hours at a time when he was busy with the latter, while in this case he only planned to do half an hour first.
Then go and talk to Morrison about the soul piercing that he hadn't had time to mention before.
That's why I went to the police station tomorrow.
Naturally, it wasn't enough to just check the information on the Internet, he had to talk to the officers about 'inconsequential things' and wait to see what the feedback from the Security Bureau would be after receiving the information.
Let's hope you don't really need to do it yourself... Although it is true that you can consider some quick combat power accumulation plans when you are about to buy two huge sums of money, this money is cool when you spend it, and the mood after turning back may not be very good.
And......
The cursor on the light screen stopped, and Omer stopped and stood up, turned to the bathroom and washed his face, then looked at the young man in the mirror, and sighed as he watched.
He was prepared, but he was also reluctant to admit it.
admits that he is so emotional, and admits that he wants to smash out the established plan and the original goal.
Interfering with confidential cases, or even arranging murder or something... How can I get into school normally?
It's all about this time....... Acceptance letter, acceptance letter, oh there you have it! Omo took out the terminal in his hand, and after a simple debugging, he did see the politely and elegantly worded admission letter, as well as the Yuan Energy Engineering College on the payment.
Receiving this email, his ideals, his goals, his track is more than half gone, no one even grabs the track with him, he himself just needs to maintain a steady improvement, like a bad horse, maintain stability in the middle of the stage, accelerate in the end, and be safe.......
Omer looked at the text on the light screen, and then looked back at himself in the mirror.
After this kind of staring lasted for almost half a minute, Omer looked back at the light screen and clicked on the function bar of the email website.
[Delete]
γRecycle Binγ
[Completely deleted]
This may be a bit funny, after all, deleting the email does not mean that he will not be able to enroll, nor does it mean that the application received by the school will be eliminated.
But his face was tense enough, his gaze was resolute enough, and his fingers seemed steady enough.
He wouldn't let himself run out of options, but since he had made up his mind.....
You shouldn't be distracted by that.