I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingping ticks the options very quickly.

In less than five minutes, he checked all the options.

Because it doesn't take much thought at all.

When you come across options, choose the one that looks the most righteous.

As a law-abiding federal citizen, even in the game, Lingping has not forgotten to practice federal values.

Equality, friendliness, mutual assistance, benevolence...

And when he checked all the options, he chose to upload.

The Nightmare Legend pops up another prompt box: Dear players, you can now choose to edit the character's background story, or choose the system's random intelligent interpretation.

Lingping scratched his head.

In this regard, he is very creative.

only……

"I don't even have a clue about my new book!"

We chose random intelligent interpretation.

Then, instead of paying attention, he touched a 'leave game' button in front of him.

………………………………

Ling Ping raised her head and found herself sitting on the counter.

Still holding the phone in his hand.

The ring watch that was tightly attached to the back of the phone has automatically fallen off.

He looked up and looked at the clock on the wall.

It's half past one.

"It's been more than two hours!" He slapped his mouth, recalling the refreshing feeling in the game, and said, "That game is really cool!"

"I have to thank the brother who sent me the invitation code!"

He picked up his phone, opened the screen, and logged in to Weibo.

I found the ID called Dongfeng Ye, edited a private message and sent it: "Brother, thank you!"

Then, he started thinking about what to have for lunch.

It's actually not hard to choose.

Nothing more than three choices of beef ramen, beef bowl and pork chop rice.

After deliberating for a moment, he chose pork chop rice and placed the order immediately.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

A little girl in her twenties stood at the door.

She looked a little shy.

Lingping stepped forward, opened the door, and asked, "Hello, can I help you?"

"Hello!" The other party was also very polite and bowed deeply to Lingping: "Your Excellency, I am the niece of Aunt Wang from the neighborhood laundry!"

"Oh..." Ling Ping'an laughed immediately: "Come in!"

Although I haven't seen it, I don't know it.

But since she is Aunt Wang's niece, she is all neighbors!

As the saying goes, distant relatives are worse than near neighbors!

Although in this day and age, reinforced concrete has already completely torn apart the neighborhood-neighbor relationship of the past.

Many people live next door but never say hello.

I don't know the neighbor's job, person, personality, family composition.

The most communication is that every time they meet at the elevator door, they smile kindly.

But in this street and alley where Lingping lives, the situation is not so bad.

At the very least, the neighbors can call out their names.

If something happens, everyone is basically willing to help if they can.

"I won't go in..." The little girl looked a little afraid of life and timid, as if she had just left the society and had no experience with people. She lowered her head and said, "My aunt asked me to come here to pick up clothes..."

"Excuse me, where are the clothes?"

Lingping slapped his forehead and laughed: "Look at my memory!"

"Wait!"

"Wait for me two minutes, I'll take it down immediately!"

With that, he turned around and hurried up the stairs.

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded vigorously.

Looking at this strange man, he slowly walked up the stairs.

And in her heart, she recalled the exhortation of the former director.

"Xiao An, have you been working for half a year?"

"Are you still used to it?"

"The Federation has an important task for you..."

"Are you willing to contribute to the Federation?!"

So, she was sent to this block in a daze.

Because her aunt was in this neighborhood and ran a laundry room.

She was just assigned here, and she was not even familiar with the office. The director's phone number went directly to her.

So, she appeared in this seemingly ordinary bookstore, running errands to get clothes for her aunt.

Thinking of this, the young black-clothed guard trainee sergeant fell into deep thought.

"When did picking up clothes for a family become a federal task?"

She didn't quite understand.

Because this bookstore, in her eyes, is ordinary, without any special place.

Um……

The young trainee sergeant saw a kitten lying on the counter in the bookstore.

"It's so beautiful!" The little girl was immediately attracted.

The kitten's soft hair, beautiful eyes and exquisite petite body are enough to make most girls irresistible.

She wanted to step forward, pick it up and slap it for a while.

However, the footsteps stopped at the moment of stepping out.

Because, before coming here, the director has repeatedly ordered: no order, not allowed to enter the store, and not allowed to have any contact with everything in the store.

Although the little girl didn't understand, the pre-employment training of the black-clothed guard taught her to obey orders.

At this time, the sound of footsteps coming downstairs came from the stairs.

The young man, carrying a large bag of clothes, came out.

"Thank you for your hard work!" He kindly brought the bag of clothes over: "The money for the laundry, I will send it to Aunt Wang from a hand letter later!"

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded, then picked up the bag of clothes, bowed again and said goodbye.

Meow!

A cat meow made her unable to help but look back.

Then she saw the kitten in the counter, jumping to the ground.

Then he lowered his head and rubbed his master's trousers intimately.

"So cute!" The young black-clothed guard trainee felt like his heart was about to melt!

……………………………………

Carrying the bag of clothes, An Xiaoxiao returned to the laundry room opened by her aunt in the corner of the alley.

But it wasn't her aunt who was waiting for her here.

It was a group of serious-looking black-clothed guard officers.

The leader was Lieutenant Colonel Xia Ping, director of the Guangnan Branch of Weiweiwei in black.

"Where's the clothes?" Seeing An Xiaoxiao, the always unsmiling director immediately asked eagerly.

"Here..." An Xiaojun handed over the bag in his hand.

Xia Ping immediately took it, and then put the bag carefully into a box made of lead plates.

After sealing the box, Lieutenant Colonel Dangdang Black Guard, a high-ranking federal official who was considered a big man in the Guangnan area, stepped forward with other colleagues, lifted the box, and carried it to the back door of the laundry room.

There, a federal military vehicle was already waiting.

Carrying the box to the military vehicle, Xia Ping turned around and instructed An Xiaoxiao: "You are not allowed to talk to outsiders about everything that happened today!"

"Without my approval and order, don't touch that bookstore casually!"

"If the owner of the bookstore calls, you must report it as soon as possible!"

"This is an order!"

"Yes!" An Xiaoxiao saluted immediately and nodded solemnly.

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