01.
In the past few days, people from Yulan City and Josh Kenny have been waiting in front of the magic phone to watch "Natsume's Book of Friends". This reminds Hill of watching cartoons on the TV when he was a child. He remembers that when he was young, he watched the cartoons of the central set, followed by big windmill scarabs and the like; when he was older, Hill remembered that there was a Star TV, and they would show some Japanese comics, which were Hill’s Riman enlightenment.
Then there was the Internet, and the time of watching the TV is gone forever. I kind of miss it when I think about it.
The Internet age has more convenience, but it also lacks the sense of expectation of waiting in front of the TV, and in many cases, I don’t have the patience to settle down and watch classics episode by episode.
I have to say, this is a bit of a pity.
But right now, this situation can be reproduced in Hill's hands. Putting aside various factors such as politics, race, money, etc., Hill is still very happy about this.
Film reviews about "Natsume's Book of Friends" were mailed to the magazine continuously. Theodore finally got busy, so he applied for someone from Hill, and Hill found a dark elf with a good culture and threw it at him. Then the human candidates were handed over to Joan and Baker, and Joan and Baker were handed over to Princess Lydia, so Lydia arranged for her own people. Hill did this on purpose, allowing humans and demons to work together, while Joan and Baker deliberately mixed in multiple forces, which would involve the interests of multiple parties in matters related to the mall in the demon world, and at the same time, it would be safer.
There are more and more people under Theodore's hands, and the people he contacts now are existences that were previously unreachable. In addition, he was deeply impressed by Hill, Joan, and Baker, and he is also talented, so he has become more and more excellent and has some momentum at the same time.
Among the film reviews received recently, there are many excellent ones.
"A book of friends, a book that records the names of friends. It can be said that it records Natsume Reiko's life, records her fetters and feelings, and now Natsume Takashi has gone the way of Reiko again. I think Reiko deliberately put the friends account Leave it to Natsume, let Natsume have the opportunity to become friends with other demons, and at the same time let those lonely demons have the opportunity to have other human friends. The name of the friend account may be paid off one day, but the relationship is It's continuing."
"A piece of pure land in this chaotic world."
"When I first watched Natsume, I cried, but now I basically don't cry. The power of moving has penetrated into the heart and soul, so even the tears seem shallow."
After reading it, Hill felt that what everyone wrote was too gentle, and he needed some reversal and strength. So he swiped his pen and slashed the knife wildly.
"'Natsume, bring me some wine!'
'Natsume, I want to eat the buns from Nanasenya! '
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'Madara-sama is drunk again. '
'Yeah, otherwise why would you be chanting the name of Natsume-sama who passed away many years ago? '"
Well, this little theater spread on the earth is good and very flavorful.
Hill thought, rubbing his chin.
When the magazine arrived, everyone was looking at it with joy, and everyone was bathed in the warmth of Natsume, and then unexpectedly saw Hill's small theater.
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The smile is gradually solidified.gif
—What kind of devil speech is this? !
- you go away...
On the same day, Hill received a lot of "ahhh" letters, so he felt secretly refreshed.
If this world has the roaring letters in Harry Potter, it is estimated that the magazine society will be overwhelmed... But after Hill released the complete works of Harry Potter, there are really boring magicians who developed the roaring letters, and after being The magazine and the movie sent it to the magazine after they abused it.
In the end it was Theodore who was unlucky.
02.
The gathering place of the fallen angels.
This is undoubtedly an ancient city, but the structure inside is not simple, but intricate. The tallest building in the entire city is a deserted stone tower, which should have been built to gain insight into the enemy's situation. The whole city is made of mud and gray stones. On cloudy days, it is as gray as the sky, desolate and lifeless.
This seemingly abandoned city will be much more beautiful in the setting sun. The golden afterglow has coated it with a layer of shining honor, making it look like it has returned to its former glory. Although Hill doesn't know what the former glory looked like. But everything looks good in the sunset, including Monroe.
Hill looked at Monroe next to him, and his eyes gradually became slightly obscene.
Monroe:
Monroe: "What are you going to do?"
Hill coughed lightly: "I find you are pretty."
On the other hand, the paladin Harek next to him smiled and said, "Naturally, my king, the captain is a well-known handsome man in the Church of Light!"
"... No wonder I took him away so smoothly." Hill nodded, thinking about it, and gained a new understanding of Monroe.
So it was quite famous for her beauty, and then she was taken away by the devil, so the church really thought about it in a wrong way. It’s okay to think wrong, it’s okay to think wrong. Anyway, if you tilt your body, you are not afraid of the shadow being upright.
Standing next to them was a fallen angel. The fallen angels had no names. In fact, they rarely communicated with each other in words, and generally communicated with each other through eyes. Hill felt that they must have a tacit understanding in playing LOL and the like, and they should also be very good in the Jiansan battlefield... I was wrong.
A group of four walked into the ancient city together. The infrastructure in the ancient city is really not flattering. The fallen angels live like ascetics, and they don't care about it. Their way of existence is actually similar to ghosts, closer to energy bodies. But ghosts eat, but fallen angels basically don't eat, and they don't take in other nutrients and energy.
Then someone is going to ask, isn't this a case of death soon? -Yes. Fallen angels are naturally powerful existences. Some fallen angels have never eaten since their birth, waiting for their energy to be used and dissipated little by little, and then die naturally. This process may last ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe longer.
This is a race that makes people feel sad after listening to it.
They turned their backs on everything and became demons, and then silently waited for their demise in the ancient city.
But the demons will not feel sad for them, they just think this is the custom of the fallen angels, and they respect them. Since the fallen angels think that death is not the death they think, the other demons feel that they have no right to intervene, intervene, or pity. It turns out that only humans attempt to force others to agree with them.
While admiring the scenery of the ancient city, Hill said, "It feels different from what I imagined."
Hill went to meet the fallen angels in the forest. They lived in the tree house, and they felt that the conditions were better than the group of fallen angels living in the ruins. But to be honest, it's all about laughing at fifty steps.
"It's also different from what I imagined, my lord," said the paladin Harak.
Hill turned to look at him: "By the way, when did you start calling me my king?"
"Uh, it's been a while, can't you? Lord Demon King." Paladin Harrick asked cautiously.
"Yes, yes, but I'm afraid Monroe will blow my beard and stare at me." Hill said.
Monroe, who has become less ruthless since he was promoted to Death Knight, looked over and said in a steady voice, "I don't have a beard."
Hill: "Pfft. I feel that this sentence is too cold."
"...It's just a fact." Monroe looked away again.
"Your indifferent attitude now reminds me of a saying, what you are blowing is not beard, but loneliness." Hill said.
"I don't understand what strange things you are talking about." Monroe responded lightly.
"Okay, okay, it's a good thing you don't understand, if you understand, I'd be so scared that I'd undress and stand on my head." Hill said.
Brother Bingruo, Death Knight Monroe said, "Listening to what you said, I really want to understand."
Hill: "Pfft."
"... You really failed at learning!" Hill stared: "To be honest, blowing beard and staring or something, when you first came to the devil world, you stared at me all day long, and you didn't give in when I tempted you with grilled fish. "
Paladin Harrick exclaimed in admiration: "As expected of Captain Monroe! If it were me..."
Monroe looked over, his eyes indifferent.
"Well... I won't give in either. Cough." Paladin Harak quickly changed his words.
"So, I'm poaching all of Monroe's subordinates now, worrying that he will be upset." Hill shrugged.
Harrick said: "It doesn't matter my king, you poached Monroe first, so Captain Monroe has no right to be angry about this."
Monroe said lightly: "Harek, why didn't I find you so glib before?"
Harrick replied without thinking: "Because I didn't dare to say that before, you used to be too serious."
…
Monroe looked at him coldly.
It was only then that Harrick realized that his implication seemed to be that you are not serious now.
Harrick: "No, no, Lord Monroe, no, no, that's not what I meant..."
Monroe: "How is your sword skill recently? As your former captain, I have the responsibility to pay attention to this."
Harrick: "Master Monroe, Lord Monroe, Your Majesty Monroe, I was wrong!"
Monroe: "It's no use calling me Father Monroe."
Harrick: "Dad, I was wrong!"
Monroe finally couldn't bear it anymore, he drew out his sword coldly...
The word 'Father' has different expressions on different occasions, and it also has multiple words. Monroe said Abba, but Harrick used the word "fateher" on purpose... It is obvious...
Here Monroe forcibly dragged Harrick out to practice swords. Following Harrick's screams, Hill touched his chin, feeling that Harrick is still a plastic talent...cough.
Twenty minutes later, Harrick came in with a bruised nose and a swollen face, while Monroe still didn't show much expression.
"Well... just in time to come back, and the other clans have also arrived." Hill nodded.
It was the skeleton family, the dwarf family, and a ghost Bins. Hill had planned to give the fallen angels a beautiful gathering place like the entire fantasy game CG, which can be used for filming, as a tourist attraction, and to attract fallen angels who are out of dust... There are many benefits.
The fallen angels have no objection to Hill's large-scale construction in their house, and they have nothing to desire. However, they felt that it would be good to gather all the scattered fallen angels in one place. Of course, those who wanted to go out could still go out.
In fact, they're not so needy now—because of Hill, because of the Fallen Angels.
In the final analysis, to accept death calmly, or to take the initiative to die, is because there is nothing to do, nothing to miss.
"Where do you think fallen angels should live?" Hill looked at Monroe and Harrick.
"When I was young, my grandma told me stories that angels lived above the clouds, they drank agar liquid rich in divine power, ate the best holy fruits and pastries, bathed in the coolest spring water, and rubbed with olive oil. all over the body..."
"That last one sounds gay," Hill commented.
Everyone looked over, and Hill said nonchalantly, "Harek, you continue."
"Cough, the suspended islands are connected by iron cables. There are waterfalls flowing down the islands, which flow for thousands of miles, and then disappear in the smog..." Harrick said.
"It feels like a fairy tale," Hill commented.
Harrick looked at Monroe: "What about you, Captain?"
"My mother told me not to be too obsessed with the things in the sky, we should pay more attention to the angels in the world, and they are the ones who save us." Monroe recounted.
"Ah, that's true. Rather than thanking the gods all the time, it's better to thank the church." Harrick nodded.
"Then the church killed my parents," Monroe continued.
"Eh..." Harrick showed a slightly embarrassed expression, and was instantly slapped in the face.
"So now I don't believe in either the gods in heaven or the church on earth." Monroe ended his description with these words.
There was silence.
The ghost Binns sobbed and said, "It's so, so touching..." His tears fell, and the attendant next to him hurriedly caught him.
… In a way, he's really a great atmosphere-breaker.
Hill shook his head, he didn't say anything, and Monroe didn't need him to say anything, he knew it.
But what made him feel concerned was that there seemed to be a hint of confusion in Monroe's words, and he had to talk to him another day.
Monroe has taken over the Dark Vatican in recent months, and he has tidied up that side very well, so Hill thought he was in good condition, so he didn't pay much attention.
"Actually, the scenario mentioned by Harrick is possible to realize." Hill put the topic on the right track.
"Use magic power? This will cause a huge loss." The fallen angel said.
"I have an idea..." Hill turned to look at the dwarf over there, "Do you know about magnets?"
The dwarf gave a dazed expression.
So Hill put on an expression like "Have you heard of Amway?" and began to briefly explain magnets.
03.
Hill's inspiration came from the empty island in "Gulliver's Travels".
He planned to find a huge magnetite in the Demon Realm, and then create a floating island.
Hill's idea is of course very unconstrained, but he has the most basic theoretical foundation, and other aspects can also be adjusted by magical means... Therefore, the possibility of realization is still very high.
The power of science + magic is terrifying.
The first step to build a fantasy game CG-like demon world officially begins.
Later history books commented on Hill as follows:
"In the beginning, this great Lord Demon King was indeed saving the Demon World, but later, he was creating a dream."
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