The Missionary of the Second Dimension

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Hearing Zhai Nan's words, Ren lowered his head silently: "I'm sorry, this kind of thing always troubles you, but I can't help you."

"No, what you have to do is equally important. After all, I am just an outsider. If you want to make Noname stronger, I can only provide partial help, but in the end it depends on you."

Zhai Nan shook his head, a leader cannot behave like this.

"Even if you are pretending, you can't show your vulnerable side in front of others."

"Sorry, I said a few more words, just don't take it to heart."

"Huh? Mr. Zhai Nan." Ren followed behind him and chased after him.

Only the black rabbit stared blankly at Zhai Nan's back: "Some...?"

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At this moment, a white-haired boy and a petite girl were sitting in the guest room for VIP guests.

And a few seconds later, several figures shrouded in robes appeared in the room.

There were five people in total, and they were the members of the Demon King Alliance, led by His Highness, who planned the Demon King's attack.

Afterwards, His Highness slowly raised his head, a bit of hatred and anticipation appeared in his golden eyes.

"Is that person finally here?".

Chapter [-] Don't Make Trouble, Uncomfortable Problem Children

"That person? Are you talking about the guy who cleared the Demon King game that day?" Ling met His Highness's gaze and said.

"That's right, although it's only a little bit, I will never forget his taste."

After saying such a sentence that seemed to be nostalgic, His Highness stretched out his right hand and rubbed his cheek.

Yesterday, there was still a large bruise on it, which was removed by covering up.

But a longer time ago, after being hit by Longhua Zhai Nan and fleeing in embarrassment, his head was almost distorted, and even the subordinates who admired him could not bear to look directly at him.

Of course, what they felt was more shocking.

Although His Highness explained that the other party's shot was too abrupt and he was too loose, that's why he was in such a mess, but even so, there were hardly many people in the middle and lower levels who could injure His Highness. People can do it.

"Just because that man can become the stratum ruler of the Eastern District, it seems that the lower class is nothing more than that."

At this time, among those people in robes, a tall man with long light brown hair showed a disdainful smile.

"It only exists in an unnamed community, how big a storm can it cause?"

"Maxwell, do you mean to turn a corner and mock His Highness's powerlessness? You must know, Your Highness is us..."

Hearing what he said, Suzuki's eyes showed unshakable anger.

"Okay, Ling, I was indeed too careless at the time, and as a four-figure demon king, what Maxwell said made sense." His Highness smiled wryly and stopped the boring debate they were about to start.

The man called Maxwell is exactly what His Highness said.

Maxwell is a demon, and a demon born out of thought experiments in physics and thermodynamics.

He was born in the nineteenth century, and this age is quite delicate.

Because the outside human world has been dominated by science, because the convergence point of concepts and possibilities stopped appearing in the late seventeenth century, and in the twenty-first century, the convergence point that can naturally give birth to gods or demons has completely disappeared. .

Even if it appears, the biggest one is nothing more than an urban legend, or it may become one of the mysterious legends of a certain school.

The period of historical transformation that can create grace and spiritual status has been exclusively defined by the gods as "faith".

That's why the birth of Maxwell's demon is incredible.

In the late nineteenth century, the first industrial revolution of mankind also began to appear, freeing mankind from the control of those "fictional" concepts.

However, in the year [-] of human society, Maxwell triggered a period of historical transformation with his own strength, and thus successfully stepped into the ranks of four figures from five figures.

That's why Maxwell believes in himself. In the middle and lower classes, there is absolutely no one he can't deal with.

"Although what your highness said is correct, every time you appear, you can make the established things more and more troublesome, so from now on, please follow your highness's instructions and act?"

Bell said dissatisfied.

"We must succeed in this plan."

"Then what if that guy named Zhai Nan finds out?" Maxwell replied lightly, obviously not paying attention to His Highness and Ling's words.

"If it is discovered, we will speed up the progress, but no matter what, we must implement the final plan - to lift the seal of the most vicious and demon king."

His Highness closed his eyes, and the blood in his body surged.

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Two hours have passed.

The convening meeting of the stratum rulers will not start until tonight.

At that time, not only the class rulers of the three regions will arrive, but also a considerable number of communities.

The streets are decorated with lights and festoons. In order to make this convening more meaningful, Salamandra, who held the convening this time, is also preparing to hold a grand ceremony in the city.

The scale is not inferior to the Harvest Festival held in the Southern District...