Lesson 9 covers a large area, about the size of two and a half football fields, surrounded by high stone walls.

The iron-cast black gate has an indestructible momentum, and a tall banyan tree is greeted by the door. Standing at the base of the tree and looking up, the black branches and leaves almost hide the sky, which is a little eerie.

Nance returned at nine in the morning, just in time for work.

The door to the guard's room was open, and a bald man of sixty years old was inside. After seeing Nance walk in, he waved in front of him and greeted: "Good morning, section chief, you are in great health, and you only wear a shirt on a snowy day." ”

“……”

Nance smiled politely.

"I think back then, I was like you......"

While reminiscing about the past, the doorman wiped the air with his hand like a glass in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Nance asked, confused.

"I'm a second-generation host.,I didn't have time to renew my membership when it expired.,All kinds of spam ads popped up early this morning......" The doorman continued to wipe the glass, and scolded in his mouth: "Alpha must have secretly lowered the performance of the second-generation host, and I want our old customers to upgrade the third-generation host as soon as possible." The host is already expensive, and the system service fee will be charged extra, including family property......"

Only then did Nance realize that the uncle's action of cleaning the glass was removing the advertising pop-up window of the electronic brain.

In this highly technologically advanced society, all human organs can be mechanically prostheticized. The second-generation electronic brain is a personal terminal that allows consciousness to connect wirelessly to the network and experience the thrill of immersive surfing.

This thing sounds cool, and Nance puts herself in the shoes of an uncle and imagines a high-tech life.

Under the monitoring of big data, when I got up early in the morning, an advertising page of [XX Smart Household Maid] immediately floated out in front of my eyes; When I went to brush my teeth, an advertisement for [XX Dental Clinic] popped up; When I went out to work, an advertisement for [XX car] popped up in front of me; At night, when the public food is surplus and insufficient, the [XX mechanical erection] advertisement pops up intimately.

24-hour immersive ad bombardment.

Don't want to be bombed?

Charge membership or upgrade the terminal, it's cute.

Capitalists are really good at making money.

Nance will not and will not be going to install any electronic brains if he is killed.

Not to mention the privacy issues that will expose everything he thinks to the database of a large company after pretending, the act of digging up a piece of his brain and stuffing a lump of metal into it is still too advanced for him, an old antique of the 21st century.

However, the consciousness link network still sounds quite attractive.

Flesh and blood are weak, and machinery soars!

If only there was a way to connect directly to the Internet without stuffing anything in your head...... Nance had her first daydream in this world, and waved her hand to her uncle: "Uncle, you wipe it slowly, I'll go back to the office first." ”

"Wait, section chief, there's an advertisement for a blind date company, do you need to forward the webpage to you?"

"If there is a rich woman, please be sure to push it to me." Nance walked into the Authority with her hands in her empty pockets and her neck hunched.

"The section leader's handsome appearance is as shining as a firefly in the dark, and he must be very pleasing to the rich woman......"

The doorman patted his the glass, and his movements suddenly stopped.

Odd......

On weekdays, the little street that wants to and carries the majesty of the section chief, why is he so polite to himself today......

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Entering through the gate, there are two three-storey cement buildings on both sides of the road, with the equipment building on the left and the comprehensive building on the right.

This square building, with many windows, looks like a prison.

At the end of the concrete road is the same three-storey reinforced concrete building, which is an office building.

In the middle of the area is a tennis court and a basketball court, and two buildings connected by an overhead corridor are located at the back, the staff dormitory and the demon containment building.

The equipment and grounds are complete, but most of the buildings are covered with a layer of dry moss, and the walls are peeling off in patches.

The green belt is overgrown with weeds, the rest benches are peeling paint, the fountain pool has long since dried up, and the whole lesson nine looks strange and cold.

Looking at the dilapidated scene in front of him, and thinking about his poor room, it was hard for Nance not to think that the funds in the class had been embezzled.

Before going to the office, he went back to his dorm room and found a thick coat to put on.

The everlasting lamp on the niche is still on, and the faint light reflects the outline of the six-winged and four-headed gods.

Is it an angel?

Curious, Nance leaned over and tore open the white cloth, intending to take a closer look.

As a result, as soon as the white cloth was torn off, it seemed that a ray of light or something shot out, directly burning his eyes.

"!"

The pain was so severe that Nance was about to burst into tears.

"What the hell—"

"It's not like you're not wearing clothes, why don't you let people see you......"

From last night to now, the grievances accumulated in Nance's heart finally broke out, and he opened his eyes and roared, "Treat me as a demon, right? If you have the ability, you will kill Lao Tzu! ”

"—what about the angels, come out, see if I do !! you"

After a good meal, the depression in his heart eased a little, and Nance felt a lot more comfortable.

But immediately after, there was a roar from the statue, and the holy golden light suddenly bloomed, which contained a palpitating power.

“？”

A blazing flash of lightning descended like a heavenly punishment, blasting straight at Nance's head.

"Gan!"

Nance shook her head.

Lightning thundered on the wall behind him.

Explosions rang out, rubble flew and Nance collapsed to the ground, staring at the cracked walls.

"Mom, is it so spiritual? I'm kidding...... Big brother, don't be angry! I'll go to work first, and I'll frame a gold body for you later, no need to send it! ”

Nance hurriedly bowed to the idol, and then, unable to do anything, fled with his head in his hands.

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Snowflakes flutter lightly.

Nance was restless and agitated.

Not bothering to go back to work for a while, he wandered around the yard aimlessly, letting the gray snow slowly pile up on his shoulders.

It was cold.

His heart was colder.

The attack of the idol just now made him have a very bad guess in his heart.

God doesn't just do it.

Unless...... He felt the breath of the devil.

Opening the terminal in his hand, Nance looked up the information about why he became a demon in a nervous mood.

Magic is a reliable airborne virus that, when ingested by living organisms, enters the circulatory system.

In a normal organism, the concentration of magic in the blood is about 1.0~1.5u/L, which will not affect the normal operation of the organism. But as soon as the host exhibits negative mood swings, they will divide and reproduce like crazy, and then take over the entire organism.

When the concentration of magic is 5.0u/L, it has already reached the standard of becoming a demon.

The consequences of becoming an enchanter are severe.

It's actually quite understandable.

The Demonic Essence that spreads from the Dead Sea sleeps in the organism, and the more negative emotions associated with the Seven Deadly Sins in the host's mind, the higher the concentration of the Demonic Element. The higher the concentration, the more abnormal the inside of this thing.

No one in normal life wants to be with someone who has a twisted heart and can get out of control at any time - lust may be an exception.

According to the statements given by a group of parties on the Internet, Nance has a general understanding.

Becoming a demon is almost equivalent to a person who marks "AIDS + drug abuse + dishonesty" on his ID card in 2022.

“…… Put aside this stack of buffs, it's better to die and count the ball! ”

Nance slammed his face.

He is now like Ru, who can only find melons in the melon field under the moonlight, a poor worm who suspects that he has a terminal illness but does not dare to take blood to verify it.

Walking like a wanderer, my feet were almost numb.

Passing by the office building, he saw a black wide-body sedan parked in front of the door.

Even if you don't understand the car brands of this world for the time being, just looking at the exaggerated size, you can feel that this car must be very expensive.

Nance walked around the car and was about to walk into the office building to warm up, but her heart suddenly stopped beating suddenly.

As the snow fluttered, a group of men in black and sunglasses with serious expressions appeared, and they lined up to escort a woman with long pale pink hair out of the building.

She is tall and plump, with a long black dress and red shawl, and silk gloves on her hands, exuding a strong queenly aura from head to toe.

"Queen, look at ......" The man in black with an umbrella pointed to Nance and said something to her.

The Demon Queen, who was too arrogant and noble to look at, turned her head slightly, and her gaze swept over Nance lightly.

In a flash.

Nance developed a stress response.

It was as if it was fate, that I was chosen by her at this glance, and my soul left my body and floated above the surface for a moment.

The queen's delicate eyebrows and eyes had an inexplicable deep meaning, and she nodded at him lightly, as if to say, "We will meet again soon."

After giving Nance a signal of revenge, she entered the car surrounded by the men in black and drove away.

Nance couldn't help but look back.

The black wide-body sedan rolls away with snowflakes, and the picture is cold and desolate, which is very suitable for the first "One Cut Plum".

But even Yuan Hua is not as miserable as me...... Nance was extremely pessimistic in his heart, and his steps into the office building became extremely heavy.