Alice's Dream Club

This bad feeling was confirmed when I came to the basement where the goblin was held.

Those goblins either huddled in the corner of the room exuding a sinking aura, or displayed a state of mind that was close to madness. This kind of madness was not the irrational madness caused by the erosion of chaos, but the kind of madness that had been collapsed. , despair, and the hysteria brought about by various negative emotional influences.

They only want to die, and there is no way to communicate at all.

Such a situation made Lynch quite puzzled, holding a gun to the opponent's forehead and acting like a villain in exchange for the expectation of liberation made Lynch extremely confused.

Carefully putting the goblin in his hand aside, Lynch asked Alice, "Are you beating them?"

"...I didn't!" Alice was very dissatisfied with Lynch's inquiry, "Besides, even if I beat someone, I can't beat him like this!"

Nodding clearly, Lynch sighed thoughtfully, "Then be gentle when beating people up."

"I told you I didn't beat you!"

Boom!

Following Alice's suppressed angry retort, the floor within a radius of one meter around her suddenly shattered and sank.

The compressed air wave hovered around her body, and the powder that was shattered into the air wave was instantly pulverized into powder, and finally turned into invisible.

Infected by this terrifying atmosphere, the goblins had already curled up in the corners of the room, and Mu Xinyi and the Second King also hid behind Lynch very predictably one second before the aura erupted, causing the surging air waves to hit them all. Hit Lynch's solid shield.

Lynch felt a little pain in the face, and he didn't know if it was from the air waves or the debris.

The waist seems to be hurting a little too, it should be caused by the eldest lady and the second princess.

Under Alice's repeated deep breaths, the terrifying wind pressure gradually dissipated, and the destroyed floor under her feet also healed automatically. When Alice raised her head again, there was no sullen look on Alice's face. Her complexion was the same as before, but there was a hint of meaning that was hard to detect.

"Oh, boss, you finally made Alice completely angry."

"No."

Alice shook her head slightly.

"It just suddenly occurred to me that I did teach them a little bit because of their noise."

Lynch: "..."

II: "..."

Mu Xinyi: "..."

Since it was Alice who did it, it made sense for these goblins not to want to live anymore. After all, what witches are best at besides obliterating is making people feel that life is better than death.

However, when he was thinking about how to make the goblins a little bit normal, even if it was only temporarily normal, Alice suddenly came in front of Lynch, and precisely stamped on his little toe.

"You really believe it!"

Obviously, being able to say this proves that there must be something hidden in it. Relying on the temptation of lollipops, Alice finally calmed down, and then she picked up the recording board on her chest and resumed the topic: "I am concerned about their entering this state. Swearing in the name of the master has nothing to do with me beating them, because they entered this state after the influence of chaos erosion faded, and it is preliminarily estimated that this may be due to the irreversible impact of chaos erosion on sanity."

The Second King had been poking those goblins with the shadow tentacles since Alice returned to normal. Hearing Alice's conclusion, she waved her hand.

"No, I just conducted a general inspection. According to the physical condition of the elder goblin elder as a standard, they are very healthy."

"Yes," Mu Xinyi pointed at her temple at the same time, "I can also confirm that their mental state is not a deformed state due to erosion."

"What's going on?" Lynch asked curiously.

Not surprisingly, Mu Xinyi already had a deduction towards the correct answer, but instead of answering immediately, she joked with a smile.

"Huh? Is it time for our omniscient Lin Banxian to ask us?"

"If I were really all-knowing and omnipotent, you wouldn't be unemployed long ago. You still buy games and work to pay the rent by yourself."

Mu Xinyi: "..."

Once again personally proving that it is not a wise decision to quarrel with those who owe you money, Mu Xinyi adjusted and said, "I remember you told a story during the meal that even if the goblin is dead or completely wiped out, it will never let you go. My body has the same kind of rune veins as those of the Asir. You can see that they are all miniature versions of the Asir. Although I think this reason is a bit ridiculous, but...it is possible for them to become what they are now ..."

"Don't hesitate."

"Oh, maybe it's because of my ugly appearance."

If it wasn't for the fact that there was no water in his mouth, Lynch would have been so frightened by this reason that he would have lost his breath.

God TM is making himself ugly and crazy!

In order to prove the authenticity of this statement, Lynch asked Alice to bring the half-full goblin elder over.

After receiving Lynch's inquiry, it first observed the state of the goblins curled up in the corner for a while, then made some inquiries as a member of the same race, and finally returned to Lynch to confirm the eldest lady's conjecture in a serious, even extremely serious way.

"They think that they are not worthy of being fairies anymore. They are fairies who have been defiled, and the defilement was done by themselves, so they can't accept such a huge and cruel impact for a while," the elder goblin sighed, "If possible, I hope The great you can temporarily give them some more time to ease their emotions and calm down."

Hearing that Lynch looked at Alice blankly, he rubbed her head: "It's a good beating."

Alice: "?"

Different from Alice, sometimes II, who doesn't think it's a big deal when watching a play, is often more thorough than anyone else. For example, now, after hearing Lynch's praise for Alice, she came to Alice with a smile. Beside him, Fu Er whispered: "Your master's implication is to beat them up again."

Glancing at Lynch, II added: "If you don't do it, he will do it himself."

Alice was naturally more confused: "Why?"

"Hold the fire," said the second king, swaying around Alice like ADHD, which is quite an eyesore, "Besides, the eldest lady should understand the reason better when encountering such a situation-but if you encounter self-pity, don't care about other things first. Give him a good beating and wake him up before talking about anything else, if talking about it is really useful, then there is no need to fight in the hot-blooded comics."

"I think you're plotting against me together," Mu Xinyi gave Er Shi a glance when she heard the words, "but I can't find a suitable reason to prove it."

While the three girls were chatting about popular science, Lynch rolled up his sleeves and came in front of the fairies.

If I really want to say it, the Second King is only half right, because Lynch has no intention of asking Alice to beat him up again, but simply wants to do it himself.

I found a goblin that seemed to be relatively solid, carried it to a corner a little further away, out of an angle enough for other autistic goblins to see, and then raised my fist.

The "puff puff" sound of punching to the flesh suddenly echoed in the closed room. Not only the normal goblin elder, but other goblins felt the same and shivered after seeing this scene. After going down, they shook vigorously, and the breath of fear and panic permeated quietly. The original despair and desire for death all turned into fear and fear of Lynch.

Lynch didn't use any strength, it was purely ordinary physical fists.

To be honest, he has to admit from the bottom of his heart that these goblins feel particularly good as sandbags, and after beating more, the appearance of these goblins becomes more and more attractive: the goblin in front of him who was beaten up has lost his human form, and gradually moved towards A huge glutinous rice cake is developing.

Shaking his sour fist, Lynch threw the glutinous rice cake aside, and slowly shifted his gaze to the rest of the trembling fairies.

"Who wants to commit suicide? Come one by one, I have plenty of time."

When they stared at each other, the goblins had almost no suicidal thoughts, but at the moment of questioning under Lynch's key care, the idea of ​​going to death completely disappeared.

Is this called helping to die!

This is ravaging!

"If no one speaks, I'll take it as if you all acquiesced, okay, I'll pick it myself."

After finishing speaking, he took out another goblin and threw it in the corner. The eyes of this goblin were so empty, as if it had lost its soul. But at this moment, its eyes glowed with color again, and what was burning in the eyes was not a flame of despair, but a strong desire to survive.

"save……"

Boom!

"us……"

Boom!

"Don't……"

Boom!

After the three passed, one of the goblins who hadn't had time to be beaten finally stood up.

Its image is more feminine than the previous few goblins who couldn't tell the gender. If nothing else, the purpose of this group of goblins is to keep Lynch from doing it for the time being, so that he can There is an opportunity to communicate. After all, under the "cover" of the second generation, the goblin elders who came here revealed some "secrets" to these guys, among which the most useful one for now is "Lynch never hits women".

Standing between the remaining goblins and Lynch, it finally spoke.

"First, sir... the great..."

Boom!

A tough punch was imprinted firmly on the bridge of the nose of the elf. It fell to the ground and looked at Lynch in shock, its face full of doubts about the news it just received.

Lynch moved his wrist and looked down at the goblin, the smile on his mouth became more cruel: "A goblin is not a homo sapiens."

...

About half an hour later, all the fairy elders who had been affected before were all beaten into glutinous rice cakes by Lynch.

Faintly, Alice had the urge to make glutinous rice cakes for supper. Fortunately, none of the three of them had any interest in eating supper, so these fairies who were trying their best to restore their previous forms at least avoided the disaster of hell in the frying pan.

Lynch's behavior made the old goblin elder quite puzzled, and even complained a little bit dare not speak.

But Lin Qi smiled and pointed at those glutinous rice cakes: "Do you think they still want to die?"