My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

Black Stone is dead, his life is meaningless, not even anyone who knows how much he has worked hard for his dream, died in obscurity.

and corresponding to it.

The "perfect human" he dreamed of was completely born from the ghost of the lantern.

The lantern ghost has the characteristic of devouring the superhuman and then copying its abilities. Through this, Blackstone allowed the Lantern Ghost Shadow to obtain his own infinite division ability, and most importantly, the soul-rewriting ability of the bishop of the Earth Church. This gave the lantern ghost, who was originally thinking of a single lantern, wisdom.

The original lantern ghost.

The ability alone is almost incomprehensible. And after it gained wisdom and became a real life, its troublesome degree undoubtedly rose by another level.

And it best reflects this.

It was that it refused Blackstone's request.

"Go to Earth?"

"Meaningless."

I saw the lantern ghost stretched his arms, stroked his cheeks, and finally passed through the upper half of his face, which was shrouded in mist.

It is a creation of Blackstone.

It has no fear, no selfish desires, and is filled with the spirit of exploration and self-motivation only in the golden age of human beings. So it will only do the actions that best fit these two points: "I need to keep growing, and this world is more suitable for me to grow than the earth without any supernatural beings."

"The universe is so big."

"When I grow to the limit, I can leave here and explore the universe. I will find the earth one day, so there is no need to worry at all."

That's why it rejected Blackstone.

"Oh yes, my name is Zhou Zhiyuan."

"Everyone should have a name that belongs to them, and this is the name of the first human being I devoured, and I think it's very memorable."

The lantern ghost with wisdom shows extraordinary rationality. He was just born, but he looked like a real person with rich experience. Xun Xi estimated that this was because it ate too many living people, and it already had the foundation, but wisdom sublimated these foundations.

Immediately afterwards, he saw it bent down and picked up the black note on the ground.

"It's amazing." The ghost of the lantern... Zhou Zhiyuan stroked the black note like this, and said softly, "This is one of the best foods I've ever seen."

【....Eh? 】

As soon as he finished speaking, the **** words that were still being written on the black note suddenly stopped, as if he did not expect the situation to suddenly turn into this.

【wait wait wait! 】

[You, hello.... I'm a screenwriter, since you've eaten Blackstone, you should also understand my existence, right? Because of Blackstone's death, you are my chosen supporting role from now on. And if you want to become the protagonist, the best way is to kill other supporting roles, I can help you...]

"Push."

Before the **** words were finished, Zhou Zhiyuan threw it into the darkness behind him, and there was a sound of chewing in the darkness.

Notes disappeared.

"Yeah....delicious." Zhou Zhiyuan touched his stomach.

I'm afraid there is a supernatural existence in the script that the screenwriter can't even dream of. The clown who has been plotting Blackstone's death and wants to make him the joy of a desperate writer, the grandstanding clown himself, will end up in death after Blackstone's death because he loses his protection.

But it wasn't a piece of fun.

"Hohoho."

At the same time, seeing the black note being eaten like this, Xun Xi and Hua Jingjie moved in their hearts at the same time, and their eyes showed surprise.

And the other side.

I saw the blood-stained notes in Hua Jing's eyes, and on the second script, the producer's **** words quickly surfaced. In the future diary in Xun Xi's arms, the director who was originally autistic also jumped out again. Also written in bright red blood, the two supernatural beings are actually mind-phase channels:

【Come on! ! 】

Obviously, they were afraid.

"And before that..."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhiyuan turned his eyes to the four of Xun Xi: "...Thank you very much for the dessert my father prepared for me. I just want to have a full meal."

Xun Xi smacked her lips when she saw this: "I'm afraid you'll break your stomach."

"Don't worry, I have a good appetite."

Zhou Zhiyuan grinned when he heard the words, but before he finished speaking, the light of the lantern in his hand was full of darkness, swarming towards the four of Xun Xi!

In the firelight, the memory will be burned, and finally a puppet will be left behind.

Outside the firelight, swallowed by the darkness, and finally reduced to the food of the other party.

How to do?

"boom!"

Hua Jingzheng was the first to give the answer, only to see the dial appear behind him, then raised the gun in his hand, and fired a shot at his own beauty.

After the gunshots, Hua Jing complained that he did not die, and the dial behind him entered a stagnant state, and the darkness that was originally close to his body was also isolated. Hua Jingran stopped his time and fixed his state at its peak, thus avoiding the erosion of darkness.

On the other hand, the witch also turned on the BGM.

Just listening to the sad and tactful Magical Girl theme song reverberates in the darkness, and until the end of the song, the witch will not be affected by the darkness.

Ye Chao is constantly proliferating flesh and blood.

The darkness swallowed a little, and he grew a little, just like this abruptly maintaining the balance between the two, at first glance, it seemed that he was not affected.

As for Xun Xi, he took out a ferocious ghost mask from his arms.

Nuo **** scene.

Xun Xi took five supernatural objects from Jingweisi, ghost gloves, dog-headed guillotine, soul bell, magical girl transformation stick, and the last one was this Nuo **** scene. And its effect is also very simple, that is, after wearing a mask, almost all supernatural influences can be avoided.

And as a price.

After Xun Xi took off his mask, a new supernatural power would entangle him, and the intensity was equal to the supernatural power he avoided by using the Nuo God show.

Strictly speaking, this supernatural item is similar to the kingdom of witches.

The advantage is that it has a higher upper limit, and the strength of the supernatural power that can be immune is higher. The disadvantage is that its side effects are too great, not so much immune magic.

Rather, it delays the danger of the supernatural.

But now that Xun Xi has no room to hold back, he can only take out this thing.

"call....."

When Xun Xi put on the mask, it was as if she had put a thin layer of skin on her face, and it was getting tighter and tighter, making him almost unable to breathe. Correspondingly, the darkness that had spread towards him suddenly stopped moving forward as if it had encountered something more terrifying.

"retreat!"

With their own means, after temporarily holding back the erosion of darkness, they turned around and fled without any hesitation, and left the rooftop in an instant.

"Want to run?" Zhou Zhiyuan just sneered when he heard the words, and immediately chased after him.

However, at this time...

"@#￥%!"

-----Zhou Zhiyuan's ear, a strange sound suddenly sounded, the sound was blurred and messy, it was a little unclear, and it was even more unclear.

"what happened?"

Following this murky voice, Zhou Zhiyuan subconsciously touched his forehead.

Then, it touched a granulation.

............

Love Without Borders Lunatic Asylum, Dean's Office.

"It's actually Xun Xi!?"

"How could it be Xun Xi...Isn't that the Legion Commissioner!?"

In the medical records on the desk, Rovers and True Vision saw the unbelievable truth. The leader of the Earth Sect they guessed was actually Xun Xi?

What a joke!

"impossible."

The rover was the first to shake his head and denied: "The Legion cannot be the leader of the Earth Cult, otherwise why did he come to save me and the witch in the first place?"

"I don't think it's possible either."

True Sight nodded, and then changed the conversation: "But even if they are not alone, they must have a deep connection. In this case, it is too dangerous for the legion to enter the giant baby... Maybe there Having the backhand of the Earth leader is a trap for him."

"Then what?"

"I'm thinking about it..." Zhenshi thought while closing the medical record. On the cover of the medical record sheet, there is also the autograph of the old dean.

【Zhou Zhiyuan】

This is the old dean's name.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.