This is indeed a long story. The old saber-toothed cat's explanation lasted for more than half an hour. Only then did I finally understand the information and understand why it was forced to wander out and could not stay in its hometown in the swamp. Free electronics

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In short, in the hell world, a small number of monsters have developed intelligence... No, the word wisdom may not be appropriate to describe it. It should be replaced by civilization.

A very small number of monsters, driven by high intelligence, are no longer satisfied with living a simple and rough life filled with blood and killing for the sake of survival and desire every day. They have begun to long for something called civilization.

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For example, the old saber-toothed cat in front of me is like this. It will try to come into contact with new things, and learn and imitate. For example, the common clothes it wears, the cane in its hand, and the temperament of an elegant gentleman all come from learning and different

When different types of monsters meet, they will want to communicate, instead of simply considering whether they can hunt and prey to satisfy their desire to kill.

To put it bluntly, this is like a fundamental change from a beast to a human being.

However, after all, such special existences only account for a very small number. Most of the hell monsters who advocate blood killing do not agree with this idea, and even regard them as aliens, believing that these aliens have desecrated the vocation given to them by the devil and betrayed the race.

He betrayed hell and was even accused of being a lackey of humans and angels.

As a last resort, the old saber-toothed cat had no choice but to leave his hometown and wander around, looking for like-minded partners.

After listening to the old saber-toothed cat's explanation, I fell into deep thought for a long time.

Will the Hell clan produce civilization? In fact, regarding this issue, I also listened to Akara and Kane talking about it in my spare time. The result is that the possibility is very small. This is due to the objective factors of the existence of the Hell world.

A hell monster, in most cases, follows this pattern. The stronger the strength, the higher the intelligence. Based on the average level of the entire hell world, in fact, the intelligence of an elite-level monster is not inferior to that of humans, even in

In terms of cunning and cunning, they are even better than humans.

If such a highly intelligent elite monster leads the entire group, then it seems to be a matter of course that the hell world develops civilization.

But many people have overlooked one point. The more powerful the monsters are, the more concentrated and larger the negative evil energy of hell is in their bodies. While their wisdom is constantly improving, their personalities are also constantly changing. This has resulted in the wisdom they produce not being like that of civilization.

direction of development, but used it to study how to deceive, how to kill, and how to torture.

To give the simplest example, it turns out that the world is a high-tech world, and the dark world is a world of magic and force. The IQ of humans in these two worlds does not exist to say which one is higher and which one is lower. Why is there no such thing as the dark world?

It developed into a high-tech world, but the original world did not develop a magical civilization?

This is affected by certain objective factors and attributes of the world in which you are located, and the same is true for the hell world.

Of course, the discussions between Akara and Kane are all based on the same norms. Don't forget that there is something beyond common sense called miracles in this world, so it cannot be said that the judgments of these two people are wrong.

I have understood and accepted what the old saber-toothed cat wants to express and explain. Even if I can't understand, I have to accept it, because the existence of the old saber-toothed cat itself is already the strongest and most powerful evidence. It is not my turn.

I don't admit it.

My eyes rolled, and I had doubts in my heart again.

"This... this..." The old saber-toothed cat flashed a hint of panic, and then reluctantly showed the cane in his hand.

"Actually, it can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. My strength is indeed not very good. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle to be able to become such an alien. However, becoming an alien is not without its benefits. At least I have more time to think.

I have many opportunities to come into contact with things, so I learned some little tricks, which helped me escape a lot of disasters. Of course, if I meet a strong person like you, my lord, these little tricks will be completely useless, and I will be caught by those demons and fairies.

The reason for staying was because I couldn't leave my companions alone for a moment, hesitated, and lost the chance to escape." The old saber-toothed cat explained.

I groaned, it's just a saber-toothed cat with a better demeanor and temperament than me, but it actually wants to suppress me in other aspects, it's really desperate.

However, I put these little things aside in advance. I didn’t wait for the old saber-toothed cat to answer and asked again: “Let me show you your little trick.”

This can be said to be the end of suspicion. If the old saber-toothed cat can still calmly take out the things he asked me, Li Jufu, I will believe it for the time being.

"As you wish, my lord." The old saber-toothed cat, like an artist performing on stage, first bowed gracefully and bowed, and then continued to spin the cane on the cat's paw.

"Since the space is not big, I will just perform a few tricks. I hope you won't laugh at me."

Saying this, the old saber-toothed cat facing me slowly turned around. A strange thing happened. When it turned around, its body seemed to have entered another world, and its width continued to become thinner.

If a person turns from the front to the side in front of you, his width will indeed gradually become smaller in your line of sight, but the old saber-toothed cat becomes smaller too fast. When its body turns

When it passed 90 degrees and faced me sideways, in my sight, it was so thin that only a straight upright line remained. This change was so abrupt and revealed a hint of nature, which made people suddenly confused.

Feeling fooled is simply the most wonderful magic trick.

The only remaining cane was then dragged into this thin line with a squeak. At this time, the old saber-toothed cat's body completely turned into an imperceptible thin line, as if its

The entire side body is compressed like this.

However, under the cosplayer's keen sense of Qi, its existence is still exposed. This is just a very clever deception. Although I don't know what the principle is, as it says, it can deceive ordinary people.

, if you meet a strong person, it will be a bit difficult to fool.

Soon, the old saber-toothed cat turned around, its body returned to normal, the cane in its claws turned in a circle, and it narrowed its eyes, seeming a little contented.

Before I could give me some applause, it started to perform again. One paw flexibly played with the cane and made various performances to attract my attention. The other paw suddenly stretched out. When I looked over, the top

There was actually an extra black bowler hat.

Oh, good, good, more and more like a magician.

Stopping the performance of the cane, the old saber-toothed cat slowly, slowly, like those magicians who love to titillate people, put the bowler hat on his head at a very slow speed.

The strange affection was discovered again. After the bowler hat fell on its head, it continued to fall, as if it was sucked into the hat. As the bowler hat continued to fall, its upper body continued to disappear. Finally, the dome

The top hat fell to the ground with a clatter, and the old saber-toothed cat's body seemed to have entered it and disappeared completely.

It is also a good hiding method. This method is difficult for even ordinary strong people to detect. I begin to believe that it can wander in this dangerous world of hell with its weak strength.

A hand reached out from the hat and slowly lifted the hat. The figure of the old saber-toothed cat continued to appear from feet to head as the hat was lifted. When it was finally lifted to its head, it was firmly placed on it.

, the old saber-toothed cat bowed to me again.

Wonderful, wonderful magic. It should be taught to Finny. Stop playing the trick of hiding in a box and letting others insert swords in it. Even a child can explain the principle. Hey, what's the point?

Call it magic? It should be classified appropriately as a circus comedy show.

I couldn't help but clapped my hands in amazement. The old saber-toothed cat seemed a little carried away and performed a few more small magic tricks, such as taking out some gadgets from the empty round hat, which made me suspect that this hat was

It's not Doraemon's fourth-dimensional pocket.

After digging and digging, suddenly, a tail accidentally fell out from inside.

The lively atmosphere of the performance froze in an instant. The old saber-toothed cat seemed to be frozen, motionless, and the elegant gentleman's smile was fixed and frozen on his face.

I looked at the tail that fell on the ground curiously, it looked a bit like...well, a bit like a cat's tail.

"This is a prop, a prop for performance." The old saber-toothed cat quickly picked up the tail and stuffed it into his hat, as if he was hiding some secret.

I glanced at the tail of the old saber-toothed cat that was constantly swaying in panic, and I asked again suspiciously.

"Sir, please don't pay attention to such details. It's a trivial matter." The old saber-toothed cat was in a panic, obviously hiding something, but when he saw it, he had a miserable look on his face, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

, I thought it was not a big problem, so I refrained from asking further.

Putting away his hat, the old saber-toothed cat breathed a sigh of relief and smiled calmly again.

"Sir, it's time for you to trust me a little more now."

I said this in my mouth, but I turned my head to communicate with Evelina, hmph, I am really a terrible guy with deep knowledge, suspicion, carefulness, calmness, calculation of last resort, and double-dealing, who is also known as the Smiling Bear Wu Fan.

Ben Druid.

Evelina yawned and answered me casually.

Oh, that is to say, can I be trusted for the time being?

Although Evelina is a very angry person, her words are still very reliable and she will not deceive me. Since she said this, there should be no problem.

The absolute trust I had in Evelina in my heart made me finally relax my vigilance completely.

The cosplay bear said it was very tiring, and he ran out of wooden cards.

With this thought in mind, I canceled the transformation and returned to my true form. Anyway, with the strength of the old saber-toothed cat, even the high-level pseudo-domain of the true form was enough to defeat it. It was not something to be afraid of, not something to be afraid of.

"So this is your real appearance, sir." The old saber-toothed cat was slightly surprised.

"How is it? Isn't it handsome?" I thought that the aesthetics of the hell monster would be a little different, and maybe I would come to a different conclusion, so I asked with a little expectation.

"Sir, do you want me to tell the truth, or do you want me to lie?" The old saber-toothed cat hesitated for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Forget it, don't say anything." I had tears on my face.

"Don't be too sad, sir. I think being ordinary is good. Being ordinary won't easily attract the attention of other monsters. It's safe." The old saber-toothed cat comforted me.

"Do you think the way I look now is ordinary in the hell world?" I pointed at myself.

"Not at all, my lord, you are simply the only star in the night."

"You can easily attract attention even though you look ordinary. I'm so happy!"

"My lord, please have your condolences."

"..." It seems that this old saber-toothed cat is indeed very honest, so honest that I couldn't help but have the idea of ​​making a pot of dragon and tiger soup.

"By the way, do you have a name? How should I call you?"

"As for a name... just call me Twin Tails." The old saber-toothed cat thought for a while and said.

I:"……"

"Sir, what's wrong? Is there anything strange about my name?"

"No, no..."
To be continued...