A former fool wants to change the world

He suddenly opened his eyes and got up neatly, while slapped the alarm clock that had been going off for a long time to the ground.

The innocent alarm clock finally died silent, and the cylindrical power core "bones" rolled out far away.

Ah, too hard.

Everything in the house that was a little more complex was a huge temptation for him, and he couldn't help but want to break things into the most fragmented pieces and admire them one by one....

The so-called complex structure, including living things.

He has always warned himself who deserves it, and cannot attack innocent people, otherwise what is the difference between himself and them? But for now, it is only a matter of time before this last line of defense collapses.

Barefoot on the floor tiles, Peren decided to pick up the power core first. The alarm clock is the only thing around him right now, and it's not his own.

The core was still a little warm in his hand, and Peren paused and went to pick up the alarm clock.

When the fingertips touch the shell, the three pointers inside have stopped turning, and you can faintly see the gears inside through the place where the core is installed.

It seems to be quite a tear down.

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I watched him pack the little cylinder and take it out again, and then put it back and take it out again, almost mechanically repeating it a dozen times. He unconsciously increased the force in his hand, and the alarm clock shell was pinched by him to "creak", and he suddenly realized.

He hurriedly stuffed the thing rudely into the alarm clock, took a handful of cold water and poured it on his face.

He looked like he had splashed a lot of water, but he didn't feel anything at all.

“...... You better go and rest for a while. "I don't know what else to say but that.

Yesterday, Ah Shao's friend brought someone over and said trouble for me to take care of, after all, I am still a Thousand Rock Army, and it is more convenient for others to ask.

So this purple-haired artist stayed in my house temporarily, but I found that the others seemed to have some problems, and the strength was still strong, and the seven-stone bow in my room was directly broken.

Well... Forget it, anyway, I shouldn't be alive now.

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"Dismantling syndrome is a rare psychological disease, and patients are mostly manifested in a strong enthusiasm and desire to disassemble objects, which will cause great damage to the safety of other people's lives and property, and the danger is extremely high." Mitlas finished this paragraph in a flat tone, as if endorsing.

"It is worth noting that the murderers of serial corpse cases have more or less this tendency, and the dismantling syndrome is mostly accompanied by antisocial personality."

Mitlas handed me a few pieces of paper, which for some reason were full of familiar faces, and the few who were caught were all Liyue people, and the rest were still at large.

"All in all, Perron is now dangerous to himself and to others." Mitlas concluded, seeing that I didn't say a word, and seemed to be a little apprehensive.

“...... I know. I quickly nodded, "Then let's go back to Liyue first, there are things that need to be brainstormed." "

Mitras sighed a second time, "Wish he knew what he was doing." "

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......

Honestly tell the cruel truth

Bluntly admit to deliberate concealment

Had to face strong bravery

Seeking knowledge in pain and blood

Self-discipline for fighting and survival

Kill the calmness of the enemy's attack on weak points

In despair, say optimism to your partner

Confidence in hidden intentions and temptations

That condescending and hypocritical politeness.