Is the Evil God Me?

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fuel, non-burnable garbage, fuel, non-burnable garbage...

The fireplace of Lynn's house tasted a lot of fuels that were not there before. Although these fuels are not comparable to firewood and coal, they can be regarded as a part of the heating of the house. But not all garbage can be thrown towards the fireplace, such as some metal or unpleasant plastic products, which are relatively new things.

The **** found in the sack in the corner of the study forced Lynn to take time to sort it out.

Can't say it's completely rubbish.

There is some information on the countess' mobilization of personnel, there is approval and limited support for his choice in the bureau, and there is further discussion of the Campbell family's plan, and of course, there is the investigation of factory workers by the big bald head in recent days, and even Douglas. The gentleman is willing to offer his modest strength. Of course, these news are already outdated, and it is more accurate for Lynn to make a trip back to Stim.

This liveliness made Lynn feel that there was a sentence that was very right.

No one asks the poor in the downtown area, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

Once in Prison No. 63, he was forced to dig out the silver sole from the soles of his shoes in order to survive.

What makes Lynn more happy is that his parents' social interaction was almost destroyed after they disappeared and went bankrupt, which led to the fact that no one was willing to lick their faces and trouble him. If there really is such a shameless person, Lynn will definitely push them away with a sentence I don't know about my parents.

Lynn couldn't help but feel a little emotional while disposing of the garbage.

"...Wait a minute, keep this letter." His eyes suddenly caught a letter with a crown seal, and Lynn hurriedly asked the Lengyan maid to keep it.

Crown seal with abbreviated captions around the edge, this is the seal of the University of Livia.

If there are still people in this world who are willing to send him a letter from the University of Livia, then there is only one person. At the beginning, he had a very good personal relationship with his father, and he was also the tutor of his tutor after he was 14 years old.

With a single stroke of the letter opener, some sallow letter paper was deftly taken out. There is a smell of beeswax on this kind of letter paper. In fact, many scholars especially like this kind of sallow material letter paper, because its material is not only anti-insect and anti-corrosion, but also has a whiter writing feel than that made by industrial machines. Paper is better.

Letter from, Metatron.

Lynn's former governess, a very easy-going middle-aged scholar who likes to drink sweet tea, in his memory, the most conspicuous features of His Excellency are his masculine beard and a pair of eyes that are always peaceful.

Perhaps it was that look that made my father willing to drink tea and chat with him often.

If there were no man-made disasters, Lynn's life trajectory should now be at the University of Livia, working as a deputy under the mentor of Metatron, studying the mysterious history of those continents. Maybe, you can also encounter a wonderful and pure love on campus.

Lynn seriously suspects that the fact that she is surrounded by women older than herself is because of her lack of important college life.

The letter from mentor Metatron is very formulaic and very simple.

At the beginning, it was a blunt greeting, and I was normally concerned about how Lynn's body was doing recently, and then he turned to mentioning that when he recently communicated with a scholar named Yuri, he learned about Lynn's current situation and knew that he was already [ The Extraordinary of the Suppression Bureau], so I invited Lynn to come to his office at the University of Livia to find him if he was free. He has an ancient historical document that he hopes to share with Lynn.

This information may involve a surface relic.

I don't know if it was intentional or not. There was not a word in the tutor's entire letter that mentioned his father, which made Lynn raise his eyebrows, which was actually a kind of reverse thinking.

For example, don't think about a pink elephant.

When the brain receives such information, you have to understand it before you can understand what it is saying. During the process of understanding, the brain will automatically construct a pink elephant, so don't think about it and you have failed.

Of course Lynn knew that the mentor and father had a very good relationship, so since he didn't mention a word, he was obviously implying something. The little gentleman rubbed his brows in confusion. He remembered that his mentor was just an ordinary university professor who was in charge of ancient history research.

Is there a story here?

'Your private life is amazing, Batman. ’ Concubine Lian Mingxi suddenly jumped out and gave Lin En a precise etiquette.

‘You’re welcome, beauty system. ' Lynn immediately sneered back.

Of course, only the two of them can understand the deep meaning of this conversation, which is a first-level encrypted call.

'I'm shivering and cold, I'll make you a cow and a horse, but you actually want to sleep with me~www.readwn.com~ really sucks. ’

'Three days of silence warning, rights make people lost.jpg'

'I can't breathe! The life of the elves is also life! ’

The good ones do not learn the bad ones, the concubine Lian Mingxi, who has been turned into a netizen by the sand sculpture at the speed of light, imitates the breathless howls in the Silmarillion, without the dignity and power of a demigod at all.

If it was said that when she first came into contact with her, because she was a demigod, Lynn still respected her very much, then after her various memes, he really could only treat her as a sand sculpture friend. In fact, Lynn was also affected. Before he knew it, the vigor and vigor that was typical of young people in him seemed to be completely restrained. A young boy, but like a mature man approaching 30 years old.

That kind of change in temperament is not very obvious.

After all, Lynn's temperament was very mature from the beginning. He had already passed the age of fantasies, giving up fantasies and preparing for battle is what he has been doing.

‘Did you study ancient history before? ' Concubine Lian Mingxi asked curiously.

'Didn't I tell you? ’

'Maybe you should go and play sumo wrestling with the Ugandan gorilla so you might clear your head a little under the slap of his slap. ’

Lynn thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he really hadn't told her.

'It doesn't matter. ’

'No, without you to me... ugh, this stalk can't be used here. This should be said to be very important, especially when you are going to go deep into the astral world, you will find something that can destroy your three views. ’

'What's up? ’

‘You will find that a lot of the history you have learned does not correspond to the remnants in the deep layers of the astral world. We also discovered this at the beginning, but never found the reason, until the mothership voyaged to no avail. ’