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Volume 1 Chapter 117 Keep Quiet

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    King Shuangji hesitated to speak, and after hesitating for a long time, he said: "There are too few new demons now. If I give up on you, I will have no one who can use me. Without subordinates, what else can I call BOSS? It will be very embarrassing to go out.  ¡±

    ¡°Get out!¡± Kuku rolled his eyes at him and cursed directly.

    "Don't go too far. I'm your boss. How can you talk to me with such an attitude!" King Shuangji didn't expect that she would be so angry. Now she has to provide food and drink by herself. How dare you scold me so fiercely?  Own.

    Kuku buried his head in the rice, and after finishing it quickly, he said: "Let Tianshi come next time, you don't have to come."

    "We are not your subordinates. We have to choose who to eat, whether we want to eat or not. Whether or not we give it away depends on our mood, not your wishes." King Shuangji said unhappily.

    "It's up to you. I've already finished eating. If you have nothing to do, you can leave quickly and don't affect my reading." Kuku waved his hands impatiently and wanted to send him away. She still had to find that thing, so she didn't have time to talk to him.  Keep wasting your breath.

    It¡¯s so heartless to drive people away after eating without even wiping off the oil from the corners of their mouths.  The corners of King Shuangji's eyes twitched. With such a subordinate, it's better to give up. A few hungry ghost tribesmen are much better than her.

    "I'll kill you." He stood up and walked towards the door arrogantly. He had already made up his mind to buy volcano spicy chicken for her next time and come over without water to kill her.

    Nightmare did not block King Shuang Ji from going out, and did not require him to go out after reading the book. If he really wanted to fight, all the books that he had sorted and sorted would be messed up.  And it is not easy to keep a level 70 BOSS.  He just watched the Shuang Ji King leave, as long as the female demon was still here.

    "Boss Nightmare, have you ever seen such a book?" Kuku stood up and gestured to him and asked: "It's about two palms wide, with a hard cover and a grid made up of lines. This book  There is only a blank sheet of paper and nothing else.¡±

    According to her opinion, if Nightmare has read books here for several years, she must know what kind of books there are.  Instead of flipping through dozens or millions of books, you might as well ask him directly.

    Nightmare didn¡¯t say anything, just looked at her carefully, not saying she had seen her or not knowing.  After reading for a long time, he said: "Yes, but there is not a word in it. What are you doing here?" The biggest characteristic of scholars is that they want to learn anything they don't understand. He must be sure that there are books without words.  It won't be handed over so easily.

    Kuku said without thinking: "The Exterminator wants to destroy that book, because it records the origins of all the demons, what they did for work when they were alive, or what laws they broke. He doesn't want to  It caused chaos among the Domo, so I wanted to kill me who knew about it.¡±

    "Really!" Nightmare looked at her in shock. Is that kind of thing hidden in that book?  It's impossible. There's just a piece of paper inside. I've read it many times, but there's not a single word on it.

    ¡°Furthermore, a piece of paper is not enough to remember the affairs of more than 1 million independent demons.  It suddenly occurred to him that this is a game and everything is data.  According to the size of the data, it is simply too big to store the information of millions of people on that piece of paper.

    Seeing him looking at a corner with his eyes in shock, Kuku walked over, squatted down and started looking for it on the row of shelves.  Nightmare quickly said: "It's not there, don't look for it!"

    "Scholars cannot tell lies, otherwise they will become impure." Kuku said, turning around with the book in his hand and raising it to him, "I found it, and it is here."

    Nightmare frowned slightly and said nonchalantly: "Give it to me!"

    "Really, you want to read it so much. I'll lend it to you to read, but you'll have to return it to me later." Kuku had no intention of running away with the book. Instead, he threw the book generously and walked to the edge.  He sat down next to the bookshelf, reached out and took out the book on the edge.

    Nightmare caught the book and opened it eagerly. If these things were really recorded, wouldn't that be the reason why he stayed here?

    He is different from other single demons. They lose their memory and don¡¯t want to get it back, or they give up after trying unsuccessfully.  Nightmare is brooding about his past. He stays here reading, reading all the books over and over again, just to stimulate his brain cells to perform miracles.  Being able to recall just a few words from his lifetime was the greatest gain for him.

    With some excitement, he opened this book that he had read before. There was still only a piece of white paper inside. He read it carefully for a long time under the light, but still could not read a word.  Just when Nightmare was thinking about whether to burn it with fire or wet it with water, he discovered that there were already more than a dozen books piled up next to Kuku.

    He asked somewhat dumbly: "What are you doing, looking for a pillow to sleep on?"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?He was flipping through the book in his hand quickly without even glancing at the content. His fingers were turning the pages as fast as lightning.  When he heard his question, he stopped what he was doing, raised his head and said inexplicably: "Do you usually use these books to pile up as pillows to sleep on?"

    "No." Nightmare would not admit that he did this, "Then what are you doing?"

    "Reading." Kuku thought there was something wrong with him. Wasn't it obvious that he was reading?

    Nightmare looked at her condescendingly. Who could read a book so fast? The book was flipping through the pages.  And can¡¯t you take the book back after reading it?  Throwing them everywhere, no rules at all.

    Kuku is very busy now. The exterminator is standing outside, and he might rush in at any time.  So he said impatiently: "The library must be quiet. Please don't talk to me all the time. I'm very busy."

    "You have to take the book back after reading it. If you do this, it's not considered reading!" Nightmare pointed at the book thrown on the ground.

    "Got it." Kuku said, but he threw the book he had finished flipping to the ground, turned around and pulled out another one.

    Nightmare glared at her fiercely, and after thinking about it, she decided that it was more important to study this wordless book first.  He put her aside for the time being and concentrated on figuring out how to read the contents of the book.

    After a while, more and more books were piled around the library, and she kept flipping through the books quickly, looking for something.  Nightmare, who found nothing, looked at her while holding the book, waiting to see what she was looking for.

    Suddenly, a hissing sound was heard, and Kuku actually tore off a piece of paper.  The nightmare suddenly became furious and roared, "What are you doing!"

    "What are you yelling about?" Kuku frowned and raised his head and said, holding a piece of white paper torn from the book in his hand.  She stood up and grabbed the wordless book from Nightmare's hand, opened the pages and put the white paper in.  I saw that after the torn off white paper was sandwiched in, the edges grew on their own and melted into the cover.  The book that originally had only one blank sheet of paper suddenly became two.

    After putting the paper in, Kuku closed the book and threw it to Nightmare. Then he continued to take out another book and opened it without saying a word.  She wanted to find all the blank sheets of paper in the entire book. There were a hundred sheets in total. She could not get out of here until she had finished searching.

    Nightmare stared blankly at the book in his hand, and after a while he said, "Is there really any information about the Solitary Demon recorded in it?"

    "No, I just said it casually. Why do you want to know about your life? Is that kind of thing important?" Kuku continued to flip through the book, but he kept asking questions.

    It turned out to be a fake, just to let me point out where the book is?  Nightmare was very disappointed. He thought he could know his life, but he didn't expect it to be empty.  What is the use of this book? Now he doesn't even want to ask. A book without a word and nothing can be seen is simply useless.

    Thinking about the first time I wanted to tear off the places I particularly liked and keep them, I couldn¡¯t tear the paper off at all.  Now these white papers were torn down by her in one go, and there were exterminators guarding them outside. She should be fighting against the system.  If he got involved too much with her, he might also be thrown into a bloody mess.

    With a helpless smile, Nightmare threw the book to Kuku, turned around, took out a book, and sat down in the middle of the room.  The sunlight shines through the transparent roof and shines on his body, making him look particularly lonely.

    Kuku raised his head and glanced at him. He was suddenly startled by the shadow on the ground and quickly looked up towards the roof.  She saw the Exterminator standing on the transparent roof, looking down at her expressionlessly.

    "Look carefully, the Exterminator is really scary." She couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. She stared at the Exterminator for a long time, then took a long breath and continued to turn over the book in her hand.  Book.

    The exterminator has been standing on the roof looking at Kuku. He can't see anything at the door. It's better to be here.  He stayed on the roof for seven days, never leaving for a second during this period, and Kuku also endured this pressure and rummaged helplessly for the white paper.

    There were so many books that it made her dizzy, and she had to stop herself from reading the contents to avoid being attracted.  In seven days, she only found 19 pieces of white paper, which was still far away from 100. Coupled with the pressure of the exterminator above her, she became restless.

    "What are you doing! I told you, don't put back the books I've read. You are trying to hurt me on purpose!" Seeing that there were too many books on the ground, Nightmare picked up a few more books and stuffed them back.  Behind the bookshelf, Kuku, who was already extremely agitated, suddenly roared.

    The nightmare couldn¡¯t calm down anymore. Ever since this woman named Kuku appeared here, she had made the neat library a mess.  I have to look through books while eating, and often scatter vegetable scraps on the books. If the books were not protected by the system, they would have been stained a lot.Read the book.  He tried to tell her dozens of times a day, but he couldn't stop her from throwing the books away. No matter what he said, it was of no use. She just couldn't put them back where they were after reading them.

    Because I wanted to force people to finish reading the book before leaving, that¡¯s why I didn¡¯t take action against him.  Now he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted louder than Kuku, "Get out of here quickly, you are not welcome here!"

    "Go away, I don't think you are standing here and hindering me, but you still dare to dislike me! A big BOSS who doesn't go out to manage his own people all day long is hiding here pretending to be a literary young man. Everyone is dead, who can compare with others?  How innocent! Don't forget, ordinary people can't become big bosses if they are not ruthless. How innocent would you think you were when you were still alive?  Under the ruthless eyes of the Killer, he cursed the nightmare that kept complaining about him.

    Nightmare always felt that he must be a good person while alive, so he couldn't accept such an excuse. He glared at her angrily, the air around him became distorted, and he was about to kill her at any time.

    Kuku is even more irritable than him. It¡¯s too much to be harassed even though he¡¯s doing serious things!
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