Summary: Joe was once the owner of a restaurant near the North District Police Station in Barton, and was a friend of Evan, a former Grand employee and a typical villain. Joe died in an accident and accidentally became a phantom in the vision of the death of the Holy Lord. After realizing that staying in Barton would have no positive impact on him or Evan, who was already living in the Evil Spirit Villa, he went to New York. Dayton went to work under Richie, the former Lord of Newton, and learned how to be a useful Phantom to the world. End of feed.
'Fat Man', this was Joe's nickname in Newton. Joe took it himself and asked all the people or aliens he met to call him so, because Richie told him - "As a fantasy person, one day, you will be lost in the desires that enter your body, and you will forget what you once were." Yourself. There is no need to resist this process. You are an illusion. This process cannot be stopped. The only thing you can do is to keep moving forward."
This nickname is Joe's farewell to the present that he cannot avoid forgetting after listening to Richie's teachings - forget it, forget it all, just remember that he was a fat man in the human period...
Yes, Joe did not choose to remember the interpersonal relationships, feelings, regrets... any romantic feelings during his human period, but only chose to remember his body shape. Tsk tsk tsk, Qiao, he is already a qualified alien - a fantasy person.
"Fat man." The brilliant brilliance descended from the ceiling and landed on the ground. Fantasy Richie came to his office and walked to the reception room where he received clients. "After finishing this quickly, come to the office."
After receiving the instructions from his boss, Qiao finished quickly and said to his client, "Entrust our firm to pick it up and sign here..." He took out an entrustment document and pointed out the signature place, "Then, go home and wait for the good news."
After sending away the client who still looked a little uneasy, Joe threw the documents into the trash can and went to Rich's office, "Boss, what happened?"
What Qiao was curious about was that his boss and teacher hadn't been to the office for a long time - ever since the demon attacked Newton last time and his boss brought a group of aliens to assist in the battle, he had completely stopped doing his job. Most of them Time and aliens depend on each other, completely regardless of human desires.
It's not like Qiao was complaining. Richie was away, so all the commissions from the firm fell on Qiao, and Qiao was able to... grow like a storm. Haha, maybe in the past, Qiao still had some nostalgia for his former human life. Then after intensive feelings and realizing various human desires, Qiao felt a feeling that only fantasy people can have - thank heaven and earth. , I am no longer a human being who demands a lot from life but gains little.
It's easy to understand, the ability of fantasy people is to realize desires.
In the office, Richie's figure was a little unstable, and occasionally there were dazzling light spots wandering from his body - Richie seemed not to stay here any longer, and did not answer Joe, "How much do we have to finish now?" Commission?"
Joe was not in a hurry and answered his boss, "Zero."
Wait, didn't Joe just accept the commission... Oh, the commission should have been completed the moment Joe threw away the power of attorney. I just told you that the current Joe is the fantasy Joe who has grown up like a storm.
"Very good." Richie's figure began to blur, "Have you got all the money back?"
Joe still didn't know what his boss was doing, but he answered honestly, "I should have sent the last customer's check as soon as I knew it." Yes, that's the one just now.
Richie's figure became more and more blurry, but his tone was firm, "No more! No more! Fatty, we have to run away!" After saying that, Richie's figure completely turned into a stream of light and rushed up to the ceiling. He didn't disappear immediately, waiting for Joe to follow.
Joe stood there, looking up at the ceiling, blinking his eyes before asking, "Uh, why?"
"Tsk!" An impatient voice came from the stream of light on the ceiling, "Because I offended Barton's Toledo!"
"Mr. Grand?" Oh, how cute, Joe still calls Zach Mr. Grand. It seems that he has not been completely lost in the life of Huan Ren.
The stream of light on the ceiling stagnated slightly, then fell back to the ground like a waterfall, gathering together in various colors, returning to the human form. Richie tilted his head and approached Joe as if he was seeing a savior, "Ah! I almost forgot, he introduced you here. You have some connection with that guy, and he likes you!"
First, Joe was frightened by his boss's behavior, and second: "Well... I don't think Mr. Grande and I have a relationship, and he definitely doesn't like me..."
Richie had already held down Joe's shoulders, interrupting Joe's self-positioning, "You can help me!"
What
Richie pressed Joe's shoulder hard and gave him a 'Leave it to you! After making an expression, he immediately turned around and assumed a thinking state, and there was no movement.
Joe was completely confused. Looking at the motionless boss, he was about to ask, "Boss..."
"Shh!" After being interrupted, Richie became a little nervous, "Don't disturb me! Let me think!"
Qiao frowned speechlessly, and after continuing to wait in the office for a while, he reluctantly exited and let himself, the boss, think carefully... Although Qiao had no idea what he wanted to think about.
Qiao walked out of the office, took a look at the street scene, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of fresh air, which was always a good way to wake up when he was confused. Of course, for the current Joe, this method needs to be slightly modified to meet the needs of fantasy people -
The colorful brilliance, carrying the desire of this city, floats into the slightly bulging chest and abdomen of Huanren~
Satisfied~
There was a smile on Joe's face when he opened his eyes.
The city's desire is now in full swing, and it is a taste of revival.
No one can understand the desire of a city more deeply than Huanren, and Newton's desire has been dark for a while. No, it was dark for a long time.
Human beings in cities have lost their moral standards for a long time. Humph, because a certain group in this city, angels, made unrestrained promises... Forget it, this period has passed after all, the system of heaven has been restored, and angels no longer need to urgently expand their population and start to rebuild. The old rules of the Shi Shen Lord faith were somewhat picky about the moral standards of believers.
Joe even heard that the angels were selecting mirror people, and that the powers of the angels were created during the 'resurrection' of the Holy Lord's establishment. Haha, you only know what you once had when you lose it~ It turns out that this principle is not only applicable to humans, but also to angels~ But this is not what Qiao cares about. Is the Holy Lord’s faith going to be rebuilt without the Holy Lord? Oh, it’s none of your business.
Giving the city a sense of renaissance is not only the angels who finally have self-awareness, but also the vampires.
Reveros from the west.
To be honest, Joe doesn't have a good impression of these vampires who hide in the dark and establish surveillance networks, because... Zhuyu first, the first vampire Joe knew was Mr. Zachary Grande ~ all the vampires after Zach, Joe always felt... something was missing. To give a very real example, Zach has never threatened himself with his vampire blood, and Newton's Revro, uh, likes to talk about the restraint of soul aliens too much. For this reason alone, Joe really couldn't like these guys.
But Joe has to admit that these Reveros brought life to Newton. The current situation in Newton: The city government, which has been hit many times, has no authority or control over the city. The city government is incompetent and throws all funds into the face-saving project (what Rich once did) - the reconstruction of Newton University, and completely After the failure, it was Newton's local factories that relied on continuous production and shipment... to pull the city back from complete collapse. And the one who secretly supports these local industries in Newton is Revero.
Joe had heard some rumors that the reason why Revro funded these Newton enterprises was because the Western Sabbat was balancing trade imports and exports with the Republic. Joe doesn't care about international trade. As long as it's not a bad thing for Newton, the city where he lives, Joe won't object. Therefore, even though I don’t have a good impression of those vampires, we are all aliens living in this city, so it’s okay for you and me.
"Fat man!"
The boss called, and Qiao pouted and returned to the office, hoping that his boss could give him an explanation.
"Zach doesn't like me fulfilling some of Newton's malicious desires." Rich got straight to the point, "He won't directly say that it affects my sense of autonomy as a fantasy person, but I know he doesn't want me to do this. kind of thing."
Joe had no idea what his boss was trying to say, but he generally agreed. Remember, when Zach persuaded Joe to leave Evan, he used this reason: Evan is not a good person, and if you stay with him as a fantasy person, nothing good will happen.
Seeing that Qiao could keep up with him, Richie continued, "You can also feel that I have become more and more alienated from the work of the firm recently."
Seeing his boss and teacher in front of him, Qiao pouted, "It's not alienation, I haven't seen you in a few weeks." It was just a small complaint.
"It's not important!" Richie waved his hand, scattering colorful light spots - this is a truly powerful phantom! He was once the lord of this city! God knows what shocking desires are contained in these scattered light spots...
Joe quietly stayed away from his boss.
"The important thing is that I am a self-aware human being. I know that my moral standards in this world have long since ceased to exist..."
Qiao frowned, feeling a little unhappy at these words. Because this is my future self. Joe interrupted his boss, "You're not that bad..."
"I have." Richie said with great certainty, "Farther away, I gave up on this city the moment the devil appeared. Look what I put this city through? Closer, Newton The face-saving project of the university was my fulfillment of the desires of the Newton city government at the time, and look what I put this city through?"
Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing. He had heard Rich talk about these things since he came to Newton.
Richie shook his head, as if sighing to himself, "I have made contributions to this city. I once became a bridge between aliens and humans in this city. But my time has passed." He looked around, "This office, It was my attempt to imitate and find my own position after seeing Patton’s Zach. However, I must admit that I have failed.”
This was equivalent to negating all of Joe's work in Newton, so Joe spoke for himself, "Boss, you can't say that, I'm here..."
Not wanting to be interrupted again, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about myself. You did a good job."
Qiao was stunned for a moment, what does this mean
Richie continued, looking at Joe, "Your ability to judge has not disappeared, and you still retain the sense of right and wrong that remained when you were a human being." Richie said something specific, "I have seen your work. Report, you have refused murder commissions, you have refused illegal competition commissions, you have refused involuntary courtship commissions..." He said a lot.
Joe's face was colorful for a while and he didn't speak.
"All the desires that still judge good and evil in your heart, here..." Richie said with a serious expression, "There is no judgment, I can't judge anymore." Richie raised his eyebrows, "I can pretend ~" The tone also matched the increase in expression, but it was full of absurdity, "Pretend that I can judge~ For example, if a woman comes to entrust her with wanting to lose weight, I will pretend to be concerned and remind her of health problems~ But in fact, huh, I didn’t care about her health, all I saw was a desire to change her body in extreme ways ~ and I was able to make it happen ~ and I made it happen."
Joe wants to cooperate with his boss and teacher, showing a hint of ridiculous irony... but Joe can't cooperate, because this is really what is happening to Joe now - the more Joe grows as a fantasy person, the more clear he becomes about what he can turn into reality.
Joe realizes that one day he will become like his boss, seeing only desires that can become reality...
Richie didn't finish speaking, and his tone fell back, "And recently, I can't even pretend anymore." The former illusory lord's face was shrouded in a layer of black, "I have realized some bad desires again."
Qiao shook his head and shook off his worries about his future... Qiao didn't even confirm whether he was worried. Hey, he shook off the unnecessary emotions anyway, "Boss, what have you achieved?" Qiao felt that his boss was finally going to say I got to the point and asked a question.
Joe got a direct answer, Rich, "I gave some of the factory owners in Newtown the capital to compete with the people in Barton West."
This answer... made Qiao confused again, "What?"
"I knew that Zach's approval was behind Revro's support of Newton's revival. I thought that what Zach supported should meet the standards of good and evil, so I 'helped'." Rich's face turned completely dark. "Fat man, look, I don't even have the ability to judge how to pretend. I need to conform to other people's standards, and then I even conform to the wrong standards! Because I just don't know where the real judgment standard is!"
Joe was quiet for a while. He didn't pay attention to the second half of Richie's sentence at all. He was all focused on the first half, "So Mr. Grand supports Revro, Revro supports the Newton factory, and then you help me, boss." Something happened to Newton Factory?"
Richie was a little unhappy that Joe had missed some important knowledge points for fantasy people, but he couldn't care less, and his face remained dark, "That's it!"
Joe blinked, "Then... you need me to help you explain to Mr. Grande that you didn't mean to help Newton Factory fight against the Barton West Side people. Is that what you meant?"
"yes!"
"Oh." Qiao nodded, turned around expressionlessly, turned into colorful light spots, and disappeared.