Some people are born with obtuse angles

Chapter 478 Conscience, But Not Much
"The Internet crisis, the newborn keyboard demon said that he would kill all the Internet keyboard warriors."

"what?"

Looking at the headlines on the news website, Polo, who had just returned from get off work, looked puzzled.

This is full of offensive Internet topics, and some demons will pop up from time to time, making the civilians panic.

He admitted that he was drawn to it.

I casually clicked on a hot search term, and what emerged was a video that had been reposted by many hands.

In the picture is a demon with horns on his head, dog-faced fangs, and black flames burning all over his body.

He was standing in a rather exquisite small room, and a woman in expensive clothes was lying on the bed, her head had been chopped off.

The demon didn't feel the blood behind him, but pointed at the camera and said in a synthesized voice: "Every cause must have its effect, your retribution is me."

"Press Lai Lai on the Internet again, and see if I can kill you within three hours."

"A bad pen?"

Polo was about to die of embarrassment, his eyes were full of contempt: "Tai Shen can't kill me in three hours, you can kill me in three hours, you are better than Tai Shen."

With the continuous evolution of the Internet, more and more people are trying to please the public.

They like to pretend to be clowns and be ridiculed by others, but they are deflected to make a lot of money.

Polo doesn't like to watch this.

Although he often fights on the Internet, these abstract players are just for scolding. The more people scold him, the more popular he is, and the more money he makes.

He will not do such a cool thing that is not good for himself.

As for whether this keyboard demon really exists, he doesn't believe it at all.

Because the popularity of this broken video is abnormal, it has overwhelmed "Brother's Strawberry Flavored Fart".

Have you ever seen the devil buy hot search?

"Tear."

After tearing open a pack of instant noodles, Polo poured water into it, and lay leisurely in front of the computer, ready to start today's relaxation.

He doesn't have many hobbies in his daily life. He watches those scantily clad ladies dance, and then flips through a few sensitive current affairs news, scolds Fang Qiu in the comment section, and talks about how to govern the country.

It just so happened that the news in Heimu City today was explosive enough.

"Biochemical demons have appeared in Heimu City, causing thirty thousand civilian casualties."

"Shirtless thugs appeared on Beifeng Avenue and beat innocent people to death, which has become the most serious discrimination incident this year."

"The unknown white army appeared in the shopping mall and caused serious damage. Citizens are requested to be careful when they come and go in the near future."

"So many accidents?"

Although he is usually keen on eating melons, the three vicious accidents this day really shocked Polo.

But looking at the horrible scene created by the plague demon; the hungry citizens who were beaten by the emperor demon and couldn't breathe;

Because when he was in college, he signed up for the Demon Hunter major, but he was rejected because he failed the written test.

In the end, Polo couldn't find a good job because his major wasn't right for him, so he muddles around until now, living a life of eating instant noodles and living in a rented house.

He has been bitter about it.

And after seeing the increasingly unstable law and order, a dark inference suddenly filled his chest.

"So many vicious incidents can break out in one day, what does the Demon Management Bureau do?"

Looking at a popular comment in the comment area, Polo felt that there was an agreement and began to output his own opinions.

"It's nothing more than a bunch of trash with corpses. They bully the weak and fear the strong. They are majestic when they usually frame people as demons and take them away. When it comes to critical moments, they are silent."

After posting the comment, he bowed his head and muttered a few times, and soon received a reply he liked.

"It's so sad, we usually pay so much tax, and this is what we raise."

"Ah."

Polo sneered in his heart, thinking of a roommate from back then.

That guy was fat, and he was not as good as him in the written test and combat prowess. As a result, because of his family background, the academy had a higher potential to give a judge, so he was directly rejected.

So he continued to reply: "Now there are too many people who rely on connections to get in, and they don't work with the highest salary.

It's all right now, the big one is coming, these people are useless.

It's better to keep them than a few dogs. "

"Laughing, what age do you still count on the protection of the Devil Administration, are you underage?"

"The administration has been rotten for a long time. I have a relative who is the leader in it. They have two girls in one night, and they are very happy."

"I am his relative, and I prove that he is right."

Seeing so many people scolding along with him, Polo also showed a satisfied smile.

The current Demon Management Bureau is showing off its prestige in front of ordinary people, and it can't protect it at all.

He couldn't wait to see those arrogant demon hunters hanged.

The joy of the winner lasted for half an hour.

Polo was content, as always.

Until, he saw a @his message.

"Sorry, it's our inability to protect this city.

However, the danger level of biochemical demons and white-clothed demons is very high, and it is likely to affect the surrounding cities. I hope that the citizens near Heimu City will not run around and keep earplugs at home.

If you find someone shouting the word love around you, wear earplugs, find a closed place to hide, don't listen to any sound, and don't look at people.

We will do our best to solve this disaster! "

"what?"

Seeing this inexplicable news, Polo was taken aback for a moment, and then skillfully clicked on the personal homepage of the sender.

He has seen too many people who pretend to be high-end identities on the Internet, so before each debate, he has to check the ingredients and check what batch it is.

As a result, he clicked in, and he saw a photo. A man was lying on a hospital bed covered in bandages. His right hand had been broken.

And below the dynamics of the photos, there is a video contribution called "Go well, you are all heroes".

"No way."

Polo's heart skipped a beat.

Aite is not himself, but a netizen who has cashed in. If he really finds a competent demon hunter, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?
He clicked on the video apprehensively, and it was the law enforcement screen shot by the camera placed on his chest.

The scene from the perspective of ordinary people is very tragic, the solid building has collapsed, and the tragic scene of a centipede demon dying in the ruins is creepy.

The lens was covered with blood mist, and the demon hunter who caused all this was limping forward, walking fast and slow.

His footsteps finally stopped, and he stopped in front of a man in a uniform with only the upper half of his body.

"Fat dragon?"

Seeing that familiar face, Polo showed horror.

This demon hunter...

Isn't it the classmate who went in through the back door?

"team leader……"

The person known as Fat Dragon raised his head weakly, looked at the person coming, and forced a bloody smile: "Captain, my last kick was not bad, right?"

"Well, you're doing...well.

They were tied up like rice dumplings and were sent to hell by us. "The captain's tone was a little sad.

"Hahaha... That's good."

Fat Dragon looked a little relieved, and the obsession in his eyes seemed to be gone: "War horse and... small black hole... are they still...alive..."

"them……"

The captain's tone paused, but he still didn't seem to have the heart to deceive this weak team member, and said softly: "They are all heroic fighters, and the world will remember them."

"what……"

There was some remorse in Feilong's eyes, and he said with tears, "If I... could be stronger... that would be fine..."

A short sentence became the young man's last words.

His completely dimmed eyes were also like a heavy hammer, beating the hearts of every observer.

"Hero go well."

"We will always remember what you did for this city."

The audience left words of remembrance in the comment area with words.

Someone also remembered the guys who slandered and abused demon hunters and brought them here to demand an apology.

"Oh, it's just that the survivors are biased. You haven't seen those cheap demon hunters."

Polo turned off the video expressionlessly, and also turned off the comment setting of the private message, so as not to be overwhelmed when the information bombing came.

He ate the instant noodles in the bowl in a few bites, then opened the beauty's live broadcast website as usual, and didn't go to sleep until twelve o'clock.

It's just that tonight seems extraordinarily long.

When the moon was hanging high above his head, Polo suddenly sat up on the bed and slapped himself hard.

"I'm such a fucking beast!"

(End of this chapter)