I Am Not the Supreme God

A group of elementary school students were chatting and chatting, and the little girl named Orange Heart Leaf also interjected from time to time.

It can be heard that she is a school bully in the school. Although she has only recently joined this small group, everyone has a good reputation for her, and she is also actively participating in the circle.

When the time came to be parted, the friends said goodbye one by one and agreed to play together after school tomorrow.

Up to this time, she hadn't shown much difference. After all, the few inaudible whispers just now could only be heard by herself.

Talk to yourself.

Fantasy conjecture.

This has always been the standard for certain genius players of Blue Star. Throughout history, those exceptionally talented geniuses have some mental illnesses that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and their performance is relatively withdrawn.

Walking on the way home without anyone, I didn't expect that the little girl named Orange Heart Leaf would also have the problem of talking to herself.

It's just that her voice is too subtle, even if it is heard by others, it will only be regarded as gibberish, not to mention that there are not many pedestrians on the way home at night.

But if she understood what she was muttering alone, things would look very strange.

"To integrate into the group, be as silly and sweet as possible."

"I have to be like a child, so that it is not easy to arouse suspicion. No, I am a child originally, but I have to be more harmless to humans and animals."

"Be more careful and not be caught for clues."

"Don't be too sensible, kids like to mess around."

"Refused to remove the brain because it might change my current thinking."

"The more you want to kill someone, the less you can show hostility to him, or even show kindness, so that people will never doubt me."

"Accumulate a certain amount of wealth, obtain the official status of other civilizations, and be able to seek political protection at critical times."

"I am not a **** of death, I am just an enforcer of justice."

...

Just like this, he whispered all the way. When he got downstairs, Orange Heart Leaf changed the weird whisper just now and greeted his neighbors like a harmless little girl.

By the way, I played with the neighbors’ pets for a while. From her, outsiders could only see the innocence and innocence that belonged to the children alone.

After returning home, the parents worked overtime every day, leaving a note and a few cash on the table to let Orange Heart Leaf solve the food problem tomorrow.

It seems to have been used to it, Orange Heart Leaf didn't have the slightest accident, threw the note into the trash can, and put the cash into his pocket.

Although it is an elementary school student, Brota's elementary school is ten years old. Orange Heart Leaf is already a seventh-grade student and will be fourteen in two months.

But in many respects, she still behaves differently as precocious, and her thinking is more careful than her peers. Perhaps there is her family factor in this.

In the living room, I revised the homework I had already completed.

It is said that it is a revision because the homework she completed is completely correct, and she wants to modify some difficult questions into wrong answers, and this answer should conform to the answering ideas of a student master, and it should not be too artificial...

For her, this is undoubtedly more difficult than a perfect answer.

While revising his own answer, Orange Xinye muttered: "You can't make too many mistakes, and you can't make mistakes too outrageous. It's against the personality of the academic master, and the thinking that can't be expressed is too meticulous. Otherwise, if there is a problem, the first One suspect may be me..."

Late at night.

An unmanned and spacious home.

An elementary school student who was so calm as to be almost weird.

Cooperate with her whisper which is totally unreasonable.

Such a picture is really oozing.

After spending an hour, Cheng Xinye revised all his answers perfectly.

Put away the homework and let the intelligent robot clean the room. After the orange heart leaf washed, she put on a set of pajamas and came to her bedroom.

"Squeak~"

On the desk, the sound of a rat-like creature came.

Orange Heart Leaf sat on his chair, holding a strip of vegetable in his hand, teasing the nuggets in the breeding cabin.

"Little cute, I hope you never die the day~"

After feeding his pet nuggets, Orange Heart Leaf opened his drawer.

Although knowing that there must be no one in her house, she instinctively looked back.

Then from an extremely hidden mezzanine in the drawer, he took out a thin notebook.

The notebook has about four or five pages, but you can see that the color of the first page is completely different from the next few pages.

Some are like paper ashes burned to ashes, but strangely they haven't completely dispersed.

From the white-gray-colored paper, a few unclear handwriting can be vaguely seen.

If you observe the above carefully, it will make people think deeply.

"The third grade student of Rainbow Primary School Mizuharaki will die of cardiac arrest on April 12th, 9788."

"Furui Hengbei, Mayor of Brota Astral City, will die in a car accident on April 15, 9788 in Brota."

"Song Weihuan, the second class student of the seventh grade of Rainbow Primary School, will suffer an acute pharyngitis on April 23, 9788 in Brotar, and will die of hemorrhage from surgery on April 25, 9788 in Brotar. "

"Qiu Yuefeng, the research team leader of the Seventh Institute of Brotta Biotechnology, will be kidnapped by marine civilization spies on April 24, 9788, on Brotta calendar. After torture and torture, he will be killed. (Not effective

"In the seventh grade of Rainbow Elementary School, Otsuka Hayabusa, the grade director, will die from a meteorite fall on April 25, 9788 in Brotali. Apart from him, no other casualties were caused. (Not effective

...

The things expressed by these fuzzy imprints seem to contain a huge amount of information, because some of them have indeed died.

It can be seen that there is a small piece of paper in normal color under the white-gray note.

There is also a clear line written above:

"Brotta Astral City Councillor Cao Mu Feng will die in a stellar explosion on April 29, 9788 in Brotta calendar."

Orange Xinye looked at this line of text, and finally smiled weirdly.

Shaking her head, she held a pen in her mouth and wrote three words at the back of the text: Not effective.

Putting down the pen, Orange Heart Leaf began to mutter again.

"You cannot use handwriting to avoid being read."

"The marks on the above should also be removed, although it is not my handwriting, the paper will lose its ‘activity’ after it takes effect, making the handwriting unclear, but just in case."

"If the content is too exaggerated, the content will not take effect. It should be beyond the ability of the note. The explosion of stars... is just an attempt. I know it will probably not take effect."

"The method of death is too complicated, and it consumes more paper. Suwonmu died of cardiac arrest and only consumes about one-thirtieth of the paper. Song Weihuan's method of death is too complicated and consumes nearly five minutes. One of the papers may be notes that caused the surgeon to make a mistake in the operation, causing hemorrhage, and also consuming some ability..."

"There are only five paper pages. I need to use it with caution. I am too young, and the accumulated knowledge and world awareness are not enough for me to show its greatest effect."

"If I make good use of it, I can control the direction of the world behind the scenes. For example, let someone who suits my taste lead Brota. Internal struggles forced him to converge on certain ideas, and the world order will reach the balance I want..."

"Using these few pieces of paper, I can accumulate a lot of raw wealth. For example, if the top of a company is killed, the stock will fall sharply. I will buy the stock of the hostile company before then."

"I'm still a kid, so I can't touch too much money for the time being~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is also a cause of suspicion..."

After muttering for a long time, the orange heart leaf suddenly tore off a corner of the note paper, about half the size of a fingernail.

Then, without even thinking about it, he swallowed this corner of the page.

It can be seen that in the lower right corner of the page, several pieces of paper of this size have been lost.

The orange heart leaf that swallowed the page tilted his head and looked into the distance outside the window, and muttered: "The direction of marine civilization...or the frontline war zone? There are so many things I don't know in this world. Many of those urban legends should be true, so I have to be more cautious and not arrogant.

Song Weihuan... She is not worthy of leaving a name on it, because I will stand at the top of the world sooner or later, and I can control her life and death without wasting paper.

Don't think that you are very smart. You have seen and learned too little. Some of your talented peers have already completed their studies in advanced colleges.

My talent is not worth mentioning, nor outstanding...

But I can dominate the world...in the dark..."