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nChapter 541: Please let me be a little more stupid!

n“You are the Emperor of the South Sea…”

n“The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos…”

n“Suddenly you met the Emperor of Chaos in the center…”

nA terrifying chant echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

nIn a half-asleep state, Amon, one of Solomon’s 72 pillar demon gods, heard this whisper. Even to a god, it was filled with taboos and omens.

nIn the whisper, in the depths of the fog, shadows could be seen. The tentacles on the terrifying monster’s face could be seen touching the blood and flesh covered with blood vessels and tissues above its head.

nThe tentacles and the blood vessels were linked together.

nIt formed a strange and terrifying symbiotic relationship.

nAnd this terrifying whisper seemed to have come from the tentacles.

nJust listening to it, Amon thought about it and quickly fainted.

nDon’t listen to these whispers.

nBecause his intuition told him that even Gods couldn’t listen to such ominous taboos.

nIf he listened, he might have to face some kind of horror.

nBut he couldn’t do anything.

nHe couldn’t faint no matter what.

nIn the whispers, he became more awake.

nThe thing that bound him quietly let go of the restrictions.

nIt seemed that the master of the whispers deliberately let him listen to these taboos.

n“You conspired to report the virtue of Chaos…”

n“Quote, ‘Everyone has seven orifices, to see, hear, eat, and rest. This is unique. Try to chisel it!’”

n“‘Chisel one orifice and Chaos will die in seven days!’”

nWhen the whispers reached this part, they became unprecedentedly gloomy and low.

nThe fog in the Nightmare Square thickened because of it.

nIn the rolling fog, a huge figure stood tall, swaying crazily.

nHe stuffed a terrifying murmur directly into Amon’s brain.

nThis murmur was a question.

n“If Chaos doesn’t allow it…”

n“Would you dare to chisel their orifices?”

nWhen this question was asked.

nAmon’s crow’s head shattered into pieces.

nHe screamed.

nThe body of the demon god shattered inch by inch.

nIn the end, the Nightmare Square that was shrouded in the fog was left with only a burning bow.

nIt was the bow of a space sailboat that had been shattered by someone.

nOn the bow, there was a faint scorched human-shaped mark.

nA solar flare was swaying in it.

nIn the solar flare, there was a string of ancient words.

nThese words were blurry and incomplete.

nBut within them, the main god was radiant.

nThere were silhouettes of falcons, bulls, and lions flashing between these characters.

nOne could vaguely see the outline of ‘Ra’.

nAmon, one of the 72 pillars of Solomon, was only a weapon forged from the embers.

nMeow!

nA meow was heard among the fog of Nightmare Square.

nThe black-haired girl carefully appeared.

nThen, she held the burning broken bow of the ship with trembling hands.

nShe held it in her hand like a treasure.

nBecause this was the remains of her father.

nThe black-haired girl kowtowed deeply into the fog.

nShe knew that this was a supreme kindness.

nIf it wasn’t for the great God of Formlessness’s magnanimity, the remains of her father would have been locked in the body of God Amon forever.

nNot only that, but he would also have to endure being trampled on and endless humiliation.

nThis was the fate of the loser.

nNot only would he have to kill, but he would also have to punish his heart!

nIn the end, he would have to deconstruct all the elements of the victim.

nHe would have become a joke, a villain in a third-rate novel, a chamber pot, and toilet paper.

nThe Great One in the depths of the fog did not pay any attention to the black-haired girl.

nIn his eyes, this was just something he did casually.

nNow…

nHe had more important things to do!

nHe took advantage of the moment when the traitors were locked onto by the divine might of their great master who had awakened for a short time.

nHe completely blocked off the traitors’ escape routes.

nHe forced them onto the sacrificial grounds that had been prepared for them.

nHe made them sink into despair.

nThen, one by one, they were found by their master.

nSlaughtered, destroyed!

n…

nLing Ping’an slowly opened his eyes.

nAll the past events flashed through his mind.

nHe looked at his hands.

nThey were white, clean, and thin.

nHe looked around.

nThe room was very clean and tidy.

nBut everything seemed to have changed.

nBefore he realized it, he had already sat in front of the desk.

nThe rice paper on the desk was filled with crooked ancient characters.

nThese characters were like the inscriptions that the ancestors carved on the bronze ware when they worshiped their ancestors.

nAll the characters were the same.

nThey were like a plant that had just sprouted.

nIt had branches and leaves that were sprouting.

n“Stupid!” In his memory, the characters on the ancestral house’s spirit tablets were flashing.

nHis mother’s words echoed in his ears.

n“Spring is here, and everything comes back to life. Insects are starting to squirm under the newly sprouted plants…”

n“Isn’t it vivid?”

nAnd now he knew that this word was his seal.

nHe had set the seal for himself.

nBut why?

nHe didn’t know.

nHe couldn’t remember everything before the seal.

nHe didn’t know where he came from.

nBut he knew that he was abnormal.

nAnd he knew that this world seemed to be abnormal because of him.

nHis eyes were extremely bright.

nAs if he could see through everything.

nHe felt that he was omnipotent.

nNothing in this world could be hidden from him.

nBut…

nHe leaned back in his chair and laughed.

n“Why am I thinking so much?”

nHe picked up the pair of glasses on the table and put them on.

n“I am me!”

n“The one and only me!”

n“The irreplaceable me!”

nPutting on the glasses, the world finally became as simple as before.

nEven if his heart was as clear as a mirror and could no longer return to the past.

nBut…

nJust like he had thought of a long time ago.

nIf he sold the bookstore.

nHe could Instantly obtain tens of millions.

nAnd be a happy otaku.

nHe could do whatever he wanted.

nBut he won’t do it!

nBecause, if that’s the case, he could just eat and wait for death.

nAnd life would also be meaningless.

nHe must become a meaningful person!

nThis was what his education had taught him.

nMeow!

nA meow came from behind him.

nLing Ping’an slowly turned around. He smiled and looked at his pet, “Little darling!”

nHe gently reached out his hand.

nThe little cat immediately jumped into his arms obediently.

nThe little cat was extremely docile as it snuggled tightly against its master’s body.

nHe gently stroked the little cat’s fur.

nIt was soft, gentle, and felt very good.

nHis nose could smell the pleasant fragrance of its fur.

nIt was like the smell of flowers in full bloom in spring.

nIt was faint, but it was also refreshing.

nLing Ping’an smelled it and felt very comfortable.

nHe liked this feeling.

nBecause he was a human.

nAnd he was a gentleman among humans.

nBut…

nHe closed his eyes slightly.

nWho was he?

nWhere did he come from?

nAnd where would he go?

nThe ultimate question of mankind inevitably surfaced at the bottom of his heart.

nAnd these questions, he knew, as long as he took off his glasses, he would know.

nBut he understood, now was not the time to think about these questions.

nBecause…

nHe held the frame of his glasses.

nThis was a cheap pair of glasses, without any special structure.

nWhat had worked was just a spiritual function.

nIt was purely a conscious action.

nPutting on the glasses meant that he thought that he still needed to be protected.

nPutting down the glasses meant that he had let down his guard.

nAnd right now, he was not strong enough.

nAt the very least, he was not strong enough to face reality.

nTherefore, he was trying to protect himself by putting on the glasses.

nAt the same time, it was also a form of hypnosis.

n“It’s not good to know too much!”

nAs he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

nThe words written on the desk floated up.

nThey drilled into his glasses.

nThey also drilled into his eyes.

nSome things began to digest deliberately.

nHe still remembered and understood.

nHowever, if he didn’t think about it, he wouldn’t be able to remember it.

nSo, when he opened his eyes again, the world was normal again.

nHe smiled and put his cat on the desk.

nThen he looked at the clean rice paper.

nHe picked up the brush and wrote on the paper, “Rarely muddled!”

n“It’s better to be muddled!”

n“If you’re too smart, others won’t be able to live!” He said.

nIt’s the truth!

nThe world, to him, was like a swaddle.

nAnd he’s too big.

nA little effort will tear the swaddling blanket once he realizes it.

nSo, it’s better to be confused.

nWell, you know what he meant.

n“I’d better find something to do now to distract myself!” He said.

nJust like now, he was still thinking about these things.

nSo, he became smarter.

nThis was bad.

nIt was better to be stupid.

n“Sigh!” Thinking of this, he sighed again.

nBecause, he knew that when he realized this, he had already become smarter.

nIf this continued, he would become even smarter.

nPerhaps, in an hour, he would be able to solve calculus.

nAt this time tomorrow, he would be able to prove Goldbach’s conjecture.

nAt this time the day after tomorrow, he would be able to write down the unified law of physics.

nA top student would rise.

nBut the world would also be torn to shreds by the rise of this top student.

n“What should I do?”

nLing Ping’an looked at his pet.

n“I heard that love can make people stupid?”

n“Is that true?”

n“How about I find someone and have a stupid relationship?”

n“Who should I find?”

n“No…”

n“I became a little smarter!”

nIt was torture!

nAt this moment, sounds of knocking were heard.

nSomeone knocked on the door.

nLing Ping’an stood up and tidied up his appearance — he didn’t want to scare the guests.

nAnd his pet, is well-behaved, docile lying in his arms.

nHe went to the door and opened it.

nThe slim and graceful Xinluo girl who stood at the door was wearing a simple maid uniform, her face had a little bit of blush, she looked beautiful, just like those flowers in fairyland.

nIt was like a beauty from the South of the River coming out of an ancient picture scroll.

nLing Ping’an blinked his eyes to make his pupils dim a little.

nThis was something that he could control.

nThus, the girl in front of him instantly lost her color like a faded landscape painting.

nThat was much better.

n“Miss Yin!” Ling Ping’an smiled. “You’re here!”

nYin Mingxiu smiled, “Mm! This little girl sends her regards to Mr. Ling!”

nLing Ping’an immediately sucked in a breath of cold air when he heard this, “Hiss!”

nBecause he was too smart.

nSo smart that with just the words of the Xinluo girl, he instantly understood everything.

nHe even saw countless scenes.

nThe discussions within and outside the Silla Kingdom.

nThe plans that no one knew about.

nThe plans of those well-dressed big shots.

nHe also saw the Xinluo girl’s sincere and flawless pure heart.

nThis was the price of being smart!

nHe sighed.

nHe felt that if this continued, he would have to prove Goldbach’s conjecture this afternoon.

nIt was too terrifying!

n“Can someone make me a little dumber?” He thought.

nYin Mingxiu listened to Ling Ping’an’s sigh in front of her.

nShe immediately panicked, “Mr. Ling…”

nJust as she was about to apologize, she saw Ling Ping’an suddenly take a step forward.

nThat pair of bright and deep eyes, which seemed to have infinite wisdom, was staring straight at her.

nIt made her feel uneasy, and it also made her breath quicken. It made her feel as if her mind and will had been stripped away.

nHer body trembled.

nShe tried hard to control herself.

nBut…

nLing Ping’an suddenly reached out his hand.

nAs if he had magic power, he gently held her chin.

nHis hand was warm and strong.

nJust touching her skin made her breathing quicken. Her adrenaline surged, and her face immediately became hot and red.

nHer ears were burning.

n“Don’t talk!” Ling Ping’an said softly.

nHis words had magic power and endless charisma.

nYin Mingxiu closed her eyes willingly. She bent her knees slightly to let Ling Ping’an pamper her.

nThis was what she looked forward to.

nIt was also what she assiduously sought.

nFrom the first day of education.

nFrom the moment she knew the words “Great harmony in the world”.

nShe has made up her mind.

nFor the world.

nI will do everything, unswervingly!

nBut Ling Ping’an’s grace has not come for a long time.

nHe just held her chin.

nThat pair of eyes that had the infinite wisdom and were as clean as a saint stared straight ahead.

nEven with her eyes closed, Yin Mingxiu could feel the light of wisdom radiating from those eyes, warming her body like the Sun.

nIt made her feel like she was swimming in the Yalu River, being cared for by Xinluo’s mother river.

nIt was also like the warm spring wind blowing in the paddy fields on both sides of the Han River.

nIt brought good luck, blessings, and greetings.

n“Mr. Ling!” Yin Mingxiu moaned.

nHer voice was very soft, but it was very pleasant to listen to.

nIt carried a strong sense of affection.

nIt was like a bowl of clear bird’s nest sugar water. As long as he lowered his head, he would be able to taste the sweetness.

nBut…

nLing Ping’an let go of the girl in front of him.

n“I didn’t become stupid!”

nDidn’t he say that he could become stupid just because he was in a relationship?

nCould it be that his posture was wrong?

nLing Ping’an pondered.

nBut he didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

nBecause he knew that if he figured out this problem.

nThen he would be able to prove Goldbach’s conjecture immediately.

nThe world might not even see the sun tomorrow morning.

nSo, he could only let himself be stupid on this problem.

n“Face the winds!”

nAt this moment, his phone rang.

nHe lowered his head, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

nIt was his Aunty!

nWhen this number appeared on the phone screen.

nLing Ping’an was ecstatic.

nBecause he realized that his IQ had rapidly declined when he saw this number!

nJust now, he was just one step away from solving calculus.

nBut now…

nIt had degenerated back to the high-level equations of the third-year junior high school students.

nThis was great!

nHe happily picked up his phone.

n“Aunty, please let me be a little more stupid!” He said sincerely.

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