I'm a villain, not a devil

Jin Kui came back very quickly, and he brought someone's head with him when he came back.

He was an old man with a somewhat gray complexion, and only half of his body was left. The unwillingness and fear before his death could be vaguely seen.

"When this person was promoted to Crimson, he used the blood of a turtle-shaped mad beast, and his powers also developed in the direction of defense, which took a lot of effort from me."

He said this, but Jin Kui just looked a little tired.

"Brother is mighty and domineering." Sean immediately stepped forward and flattered him.

Jin Kui looked at him with a smile and threw over a gray shiny metal plate.

"The core members of that tribe are all mutated types. Coupled with the catalyst of the turtle-shaped crazy beast, he has some defensive armor - this is the hardest piece. I can't deal with it, so I finally got around it. , but I still managed to keep the spoils of war.”

Sean took the piece of armor with a look of surprise in his eyes.

To the touch, it actually feels similar to a plastic board, and even has some toughness. However, this strong smell of pollution is no match for a plastic board.

Fuluo took off Jin Kui's blood-stained clothes, and the latter revealed his muscular upper body. However, the previously broken arm still had not grown back.

Jin Kui wiped his body, noticed Sean's gaze and said nonchalantly: "Although everyone has a certain self-healing ability after stepping into Crimson, it is basically impossible for this hand to grow back, and the prosthetic body has also taken over. Nope—speaking of which, my hand was probably used as a trophy by some lucky boy."

Sean was stunned: "Wouldn't that mean there would be some extra props made with your arms?"

He sat down with a smile and lit another cigar: "Who knows, maybe it has been eaten by some crazy beast. I hope someone can pick it up. As for this piece of iron armor, you can have it made into a defensive piece." Equipment, but it cannot be worn close to the body 24 hours a day, otherwise it will be contaminated. In addition to the defensive power, it has a shock-absorbing effect. However, after all, there is no support of flesh and blood. As a defensive tool, I think..."

He squinted his eyes and took out a puff of smoke: "It's basically no problem to withstand the physical attacks of the peak king level. The crimson lower layer can also block one or two attacks - it's not that it will break, but that you can't withstand it after it."

Looking at the iron armor that was almost half the size of his chest in surprise, Sean thought to himself and said: "If it is made into a defensive item, the important parts can basically be blocked..."

"It depends on what you need." Jin Kui said casually.

Sean didn't show any pretense. Although this piece of armor should be more useful in Jin Kui's hands, if you give it to me, it's mine.

"I understand, thank you, boss."

Jin Kui has always admired Sean's eagerness that is almost greedy. He nodded with satisfaction: "Find someone to make it early, hey, we [Jin Gui] are still a little poor, and there is nothing to bring trouble to you." .”

Sean chuckled: "It's okay, let's do it now."

Jin Kui changed his posture and said leisurely: "Paradise City can now develop at a high speed. After the pain period of the past few years, the surrounding resources can be gathered, and by then we will be able to slowly have a foundation - you are definitely not in the city. How many more years will you stay here?”

Sean shrugged: "It doesn't matter if I'm here or not. I'm done with causing trouble in Paradise City. It's time to go somewhere else to cause trouble."

He had already told Jin Kui about leaving Paradise City and going to the Imperial Capital.

Of course, Jin Kui and Fuluo definitely couldn't follow him, and Sean wasn't going to take many people away.

Jin Kui nodded when he heard this and made no further attempts to persuade him to stay.

He changed the subject: "Is your deterrence plan almost ready?"

"There should be no problem. I'm looking for someone to talk to those companies. The trade agreement should be slightly changed," Sean said.

Jin Kui smiled: "You do have a lot of clever ideas...but they really should pay protection fees."

As he spoke, his breath naturally came out, and surprise flashed in Sean's eyes, who was familiar with Jin Kui.

"Boss, your breath is unstable...wait a minute?"

Jin Kui did not show off, he said calmly: "It won't take long for me to be promoted to the upper level of Crimson."

"Hiss..." Sean gasped.

Jin Kui was from a real grassroots background. He had been fighting against the other three major forces in Paradise City for his whole life. He suffered from hidden injuries and was even banned by the Grand Prix Wen Cheng.

Even though he lost an arm, he was still able to advance to the upper level of the Crimson...

You must know that Crimson and King level are not the same concept. The difficulty of advancing to a small realm is comparable to that of King level to Crimson level.

"Damn it, I thought you had no hope of advancement in this life, and ended up depressed and suffering from hidden injuries." Sean said in surprise.

Chi Ling, who had been listening in, twitched his brows several times.

This kid's mouth should be torn out...

Jin Kui laughed nonchalantly: "I still haven't avenged myself, and the word "die in depression" is a patent for fools--heh, maybe, in a few years, I will come to the imperial capital to find you."

Sean laughed together: "Then I have to arrange the welcome venue in advance."

"Ha, that's right."

After leaving Jin Kui's room, Sean went to Endeli's place, handed the armor to him to make equipment, and then walked into his yard.

Going to the imperial capital was something that had been decided for a long time. The things in the imperial treasury that were extremely useful to him were worth a trip in person.

Moreover, the imperial capital is the real stage.

In the final stages of their game's release, only part of the content in Imperial City appeared, but what was shown in that part of the content alone made many players look forward to it.

However, before the major version update was completed, he, the main creator, came directly.

In the yard, Xiao Ci and Mo Jiajia were studying something with their buttocks sticking out.

As soon as Sean came closer, Xiao Ci immediately raised his head.

She has never been good at words, but after meeting Sean, she would still call "brother" in a slightly higher tone.

However, this little loli was born with a hoarse and magnetic voice, and when she called her brother so delicately, paired with her paralyzed little face, there was a strange sense of harmony.

Sean grabbed Xiao Ci and rubbed her long, fluffy orange hair: "Good guy, your sensing ability is growing so fast. Did you notice it when I just walked over?"

Xiao Ci snuggled into his arms and whispered, "Brother's taste is different from others."

Mo Jiajia ran over and tried to climb up her thighs into Sean's arms. After being kicked away by Sean, she quickly got up and patted the mud on her butt.

"You abused me, Sean."

Sean rolled his eyes: "Xiao Ci can call you brother, but you still open your mouth and shut up Sean."

"That's different, the taste is different." She looked like a little adult.

While playing with these two little lolita, the door on the other side of the yard was pushed open.

Luo Xi walked out.

She now lives in Sean's place, and the bodyguard job is basically not her turn. Her main job has become to teach Xiao Ci how to master supernatural powers, and to chase down Sean who sneaks into her room at night.

Seeing the thing in Luo Xi's hand, Sean asked: "I remember this is the clothes you wore when you first came here, right? Why, are you suddenly thinking about the bitter and sweet?"

Luo Xi was wearing a leather jacket and short skirt when she first arrived in Paradise City. After asking later, she found out that these were the latest and best clothes in their Hongchao clan. I heard that they were left to her by her sister.

After being tricked by Sean into staying as a bodyguard, Luo Xi's living expenses were naturally taken care of by Sean.

Except for prosthetics and some props, in terms of clothing, there is not much high-strength equipment in this world. At most, there are some clothes with excellent thermal insulation performance, high temperature resistance, and ordinary chopping resistance.

At first, Luo Xi was not willing to change into the clothes Sean bought her, but she gradually got used to it.

She rarely wears her own clothes, after all, she doesn't want them to get damaged.

Obviously, Luo Xi was dissatisfied with Sean's words of "remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet". She glared at Sean, and then said normally: "It's time to tell you."

"I want to go back."

"Go back?" Sean frowned and glanced at her, "I still need time. If I go back now, I can't help you save the people."

Luo Xi wrinkled his nose: "How long will it take?"

Xiao En put down Xiao Ci, walked over and grabbed the other person's clothes, and said earnestly: "Didn't you make it clear before? On the one hand, we need enough combat power to deal with the beast tide, on the other hand, we need to have A safe and sturdy means of transportation - you don’t want more than half of your people to die when they are rescued, right?”

He naturally stopped Luo Xi's shoulder and said seriously: "I brought out all the assembly lines I could bring out of the Survivor Mountain. Although the program here is broken, Endeli is already studying it - you can go to Endeli. Take a look at it, I asked him to study transportation first."

"Besides, haven't you noticed? I have always had an empty space in Paradise City. Isn't it just for your tribe?"

"What's the use of going back alone now? I--" Sean nuzzled at the two little lolita again, "Xiao Ci, Jiajia, don't we all have to worry about you?"

Mo Jiajia immediately pressed Xiao Ci's head and nodded together.

The corners of Luo Xi's mouth curved and she suppressed laughter: "You really want to keep me as your bodyguard?"

Sean rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, I told you I wanted to sleep with you when we first met."

"Sean, Xiao Ci is still here!" Mo Jiajia immediately glared and said.

"Get out of here, you eight-year-old carrot head." Sean waved his hand impatiently, making Mo Jiajia's teeth itch with anger.

Luo Xi snorted at Sean: "Dream!"

"Everyone has to have a dream. It doesn't take up much space anyway, and you don't have to pay to be a dreamer." Sean laughed.

Immediately, he looked at Luo Xi again and asked suspiciously: "Melancholy comes up? The dreamer has no dreams, only homesickness?"

"Why can't you think about it?" Luo Xi said confidently, and then made a face at him like a claw.

Her expression returned to calm: "I want to go back and advance."

"Promotion? The world is not enough for you to advance...wait?" Sean's mouth gradually opened wide.

Luo Xi nodded calmly: "I can advance to Crimson, so I want to go back. The princes and daughters of the Hongchao clan must be in the clan to complete the step towards Crimson."

"Fuck..." Sean was stunned.

Luo Xi...is going to be promoted to Crimson?

She was eighteen years old before she came to Paradise City, a middle-level king-level person, and she had stayed in Paradise City for less than a year... She was going to be deep red? !

"Didn't you just reach the peak of the king level not long ago? It's only been a few months?" Sean looked at him as if he was a ghost.

Luo Xi tilted his head in confusion: "After reaching the peak of King Level, shouldn't you be promoted to Crimson?"

She almost choked Sean to death with one sentence.

Is this a matter of replacing the bucket with a new one after filling it with water?

Countless people are stuck at the peak of the King level, unable to go any further, and advancing to the crimson level is even more dangerous - why is it like drinking water with her?

The dead Viscount Rhodes should be the youngest crimson Sean knew, but Viscount Rhodes was almost thirty years old, and behind him stood the first person under the emperor, Grand Duke Wen Cheng, who had countless resources. use.

Luo Xi is less than twenty years old...

Sean, who had been promoted to the lower level of King level for half a year and had yet to break through, was a little tired.

I don’t want to talk to those of you who play talent anymore…

Luo Xi said: "The blood of the crazy beast that was promoted to crimson remains within the clan. I must go back and complete the promotion once."

She rubbed the ground with the toe of her shoe unnaturally: "I will come back to you after promotion. The deal between us has not been completed yet."

Sean sighed, with a look of reluctance on his face when he raised his head: "Are you in a hurry?"

Luo Xi nodded seriously: "It's urgent. The perception of the Hongchao clan is a gift from heaven. I sensed the opportunity to advance to Crimson, so I have to go back."

"Can't we stay for a few more days?" Sean frowned, but the anger and laziness on his face disappeared, and he looked a little sad instead.

"It's okay to stay a few more days..." Luo Xi muttered.

Sean hugged Luo Xi and said in a muffled voice: "I can't bear to let you go..."

Luo Xi stiffened, but did not resist.

However, just as the slightly touched girl was about to say a few nice words, her face suddenly turned livid again.

"What are your hands doing?"

"Oh, you haven't been here for a long time, but you don't know. There is a custom in Paradise City. When a lover travels far away, the other party will pat the butt, because the butt represents the creativity of the world and the beauty of art, and is a sacred symbol in the eyes of the residents of Paradise City. ...Don’t slap me in the face! Ouch!”

"A dog can't change its habit of eating shit, and besides, who is your lover!"

Luo Xi clapped his hands unceremoniously, then snorted and closed the door.

Sean sighed and touched his face, looked at Mo Jiajia and Xiao Ci, and said seriously: "It's okay to learn how to fight from Sister Luo Xi, but don't learn this kind of temper."

Mo Jiajia nodded: "Although we have known each other for a long time, Sean, are you really shameless - or are you patting me? I promise I won't be angry, let alone hit you."

"Go away, do you want a kick?"

Xiao Ci was thoughtful on the side. According to what Sister Luo Xi taught him, he felt that the smell emitted by Sister Luo Xi did not seem to mean anger?

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