The Bald Monk in the City

David Alcy sat quietly in his office, he was thinking.

　　 Although his head is swollen now, his heart has temporarily returned to normal under the suppression of drugs.

　　 But he can't rest, the temporary head of his scmc.

　　 David Alesi looked at his own photo on the wall of the office, which was taken when he had just taken over as the temporary head of scmc.

　　 The dazzling white teeth made him look quite happy on the screen.

　　 But at that time, he never felt that it was such an unsightly picture.

　　 He vented the situation he had encountered, like a scarred new wolf king showing his strength and majesty!

　　 He went through the trough and climbed to the top.

　　 Then, why do you want to suppress yourself?

　　 Hyena chooses to retreat, not because of obedience to the strong, but to survive...

　　 The greedy and violent hyena dares to show his fangs when he is most embarrassed!

　　 But now, that white tooth has been hit by the double blow of coffee and smoke, and a layer of unsightly yellowing has been attached.

　　 The lights on the ceiling faithfully disperse the darkness in the office, but in the eyes of David Alsey, it has gradually been shrouded in mist...

　　 David Alsey was thinking, just like the boy who once looked at the elites with envy.

　　 Many people believe that the workplace and the system are the most depressing places.

　　 There may be some truth in their views.

　　 But in David Alesi's view, this is the place where humanity is displayed most vividly.

　　 Smart souls are testing each other, like "driftwood" inadvertently passing by in a swamp.

　　Good and evil, crime and punishment, ideal and reality, reason and human nature have formed the most intense confrontation here...

　　 It wanders between the dirtiest **** and the chaste heaven, composing the longing lurking in the deepest instinct of intelligent life...

　　 Whether it is human beings or other intelligent beings.

　　 When the external danger disappears or is temporarily unobservable by the main group, internal conflicts sometimes become extremely intense and bloody.

　　Although sometimes, it will show a gentle and elegant appearance.

　　 But like the cold tears of a crocodile, those "gentleness" concepts are the qualities that the existence of a gentle mind forcibly endows it.

　　David Alcy knows that the crocodile may cry, but it will not be sad for its actions...

　　 There is no need to be sad. This is the path they chose—just like their ancestors did, sympathy and compassion will not settle in the gun.

　　咚……

　　咚……

　　咚……

　　 David Alcy felt his heart beating little by little, and he began to notice something strange.

　　 Suddenly, David Alcy’s pupils shrank suddenly:

　　 I don’t know when, a giant made up of gray mist appeared in front of him!

　　 "Cthulhu?"

　　 David Alcy suppressed other emotions, and he watched the unknown existence before him warily.

　　 At this time, he realized that he didn't know when he was hit by the opponent!

　　 "A long time ago, someone called me that way..."

　　 "It's okay for you to call me that. I don't care about the title you give."

　　 "This is America, where God's glory shines!"

　　 David Alcy never learned or thought about how to deal with a deity, but this did not affect his thinking.

　　 David Alcy doesn’t know whether God really exists, but since evil gods can appear, why can’t God?

"and so?"

　　 "You called me..."

　　 The evil **** looked at David Alesi quietly, and David Alesi felt it was observing himself.

　　 He couldn't describe the disgusting feeling, even if it was just a simple observation, he felt a deep malice.

　　 It is so pure, but not intense, just like his innocent eyes when he dismembered those little white mice when he was young...

"I?"

　　 David Alcy's heart shook suddenly, and he felt a strong heart palpitations.

　　 He didn't know why this evil **** said that, and he didn't understand the principle of all this, which made him fall into a certain chaotic state.

　　 "I will not take refuge in you! I am the Lamb of the Lord!"

　　 David Alcy clenched his fists, and he had a pistol around his waist—but he didn't know whether human creation could harm this evil god.

　　 David Alcy is not a devout believer, but this does not mean he is stupid.

　　 "The Lamb of the Lord?"

　　 The evil **** sat down towards the void, and a chair appeared behind it as it moved.

　　 It looked at David Alcy, his tone seemed to fluctuate:

　　 "I will not accept your beliefs-this world is too dangerous, and that guy's body is still wailing in the plane consciousness..."

　　 "It's been a long time since I saw such an interesting thing. It reminds me of some long-standing stories."

　　 Cthulhu leaned on the chair, it seemed to be thinking.

　　 Then, it probably thought of something, and then it lifted its blurred gray cheeks slightly to look at David Alcy and said:

　　 "It will not allow foreign gods to appear in this world, when it does not prohibit gods born from the plane..."

　　 "Become a child of God?"

　　 The evil **** looked at David Alexi, and there seemed to be some evil power flowing in its eyes.

　　 "No, why not choose—become... a god?"

　　 "People always like to define things that they can't understand or accomplish as stupid or crazy~www.readwn.com~ They can't understand the true beauty of this world."

　　 "Mortal, I am the **** of ambition and fools, I look forward to your choice..."

　　 As Cthulhu carried some profound words, its figure began to disappear.

　　 As the evil spirit disappeared, the surrounding mist began to gradually dissipate.

　　 The photo of David Alsey grinning and showing his white teeth after looking at the fog. After confirming that the other party had left, he breathed like a dehydrated fish...

　　Hu...

　　Hu...

　　 David Alcy wiped the sweat off his face with his suit without any scruples. He felt like he had returned from the grave of death.

　　 closed his eyes, feeling the restless darkness in front of him, the evil spirit’s whisper sounded again:

　　 "Why... don't choose to become a god!"

　　 A strong, substantive scorching heat ignited in his chest, instantly turning half of the sky red like the wildfire of a prairie fire.

　　 Yeah, why...

Why not? !

　　 David Alcy slowly opened his eyes, the darkness faded, his face was filled with a kind of struggling flush.

　　 He looked at the picture on the wall, grinning slowly and revealing his teeth that were not so white:

Why not!