Chapter 1044: with translation of chapter title

NO. 167: Today I will also tell you the cruel truth of the demon person.

A successful confession inevitably involves celebrating brothers and sisters.

Of course, for a situation welcomed by both sides, there will also be a group with mixed feelings, secretly lurking among the brothers and sisters.

At such a time, they, regarding Xintiao Qian's thoughts of suppressing some inappropriate matters, naturally share a unanimous cohesion.

Even if Miss Qian did not directly announce it.

After all, at the evening time that should be mealtime, a gathering celebration naturally heads straight for a meal.

And at a large gathering where adults outnumber minors, someone will naturally bring out wine.

Then comes the drinking contest that everyone understands, and even those who don't will gradually come to understand.

Mainly targeting Qieliena and Aomo, but some also try to indirectly give Qian a drink.

Even Bicuikes, who usually finds it hard to spare time, rushed to the scene and gave Aomo two bottles.

Attempting to be the last straw.

However, since there are blockers in this world, naturally there will also be helpers opposing them.

Qieliena obviously has a true 'sister'; even before she thought of going there, they were already working together to push in that direction.

Although some people just want to see the fun, eagerly mocking afterwards or making light teasing, regardless of whether their motives are pure, their actions are always practical.

Although in the end Xintiao Qian pulled Aomo Lindun to go back, she never mentioned Qieliena Texas, and even many tried to cover for her.

But enthusiastic friends still broke through that 'wall', and the one who made the greatest contribution was the male relative who wasn't overly noticed by many girls and wasn't overly guarded against.

Bi Ze.

There is no one more destined than him.

Even David, who almost got the treatment of a male protagonist in a starting-point novel after dying and time-traveling, did not have his level of being completely unappreciated and completely unprepared for by everyone, existing like a mere air person.

After all, to be frank, everyone really isn't familiar with him.

Nowadays, Aomo's social circle is highly focused on the horse racing girls and special effects related circles, and mutual promotion between friends is also carried out between these two sides.

This leads to Penguin Logistics becoming its own entity on this side, while on the Rhode Island side, those who individually know Adele, Bicuikes, and such existences are even more marginal, the last of them even unknown, achieving the ideal observer posture that Aomo once aspired to.

And Bi Ze is thoroughly different.

In fact, most of Aomo's friends know of his existence, but merely because he, although a transmigrator, exhibits an overly ordinary transmigrator performance, in this offensive-defensive struggle no one could fathom the mind of an 'alien'.

Even Qianming representing and Ludaofu Xiangzheng did not raise vigilance against him.

Although Zhenjiling somewhat cares about this brother's classmate, seeing him enthusiastically greet everyone everywhere, as if seeing anyone as an idol, even the Rhode Island side similarly ailishuma, thus also because they couldn't guess what he was thinking, they temporarily put it aside.

Then the alien successfully broke through the blockade, and with the guidance and help of a penguin opponent, brought Qieliena before Aomo, who, even if fighting heroes alone, still relied on the demon's alcohol-decomposing ability and the assistance of one after another monster cards to avoid getting completely drunk.

It shone like a certain Ultraman's uncle firing a shot from behind.

———Of course, it was his own feeling.

To be frank, Aomo at that time completely didn't understand his meaning.

After all, everyone knows this person insists on proceeding step by step, being as rigid as Bade people, as conservative as East Flame people, and never expecting intense developments on the first day.

But the office indeed makes it easy to release people, especially after a certain red-haired person ran away overnight, leaving it somewhat empty, not even having someone who could chat about male topics in the room.

Qian also seems intent on long-term occupying her own bed, placing a Cambrian/Winter messenger: Texas, which is also presumably irrelevant.

So when he helped her walk toward Qian, let alone how sharp Qian's gaze would become.

But under the influence of alcohol, that sharpness was also dulled, and likewise dulled was Aomo, because being made to drink several cups by Ling in the chaos inevitably left him somewhat drunk, and since he couldn't drive drunk, he could only transmit together with his Beta motorcycle.

He ultimately retained some sobriety, not sending anyone into the wall, nor taking everyone to a strange place.

But this sobriety was not properly valued by Miss Qian.

Although gritting his teeth because Qieliena came home together, this matter still has room.

That is, compared to the prepared Xintiao Qian, and Aomo who never dared to get truly drunk as mud, Qieliena really got high.

The comrades worked hard, Miss Qian was moved, and now it's up to my own performance!

While Aomo was taking a shower, under the faucet he reviewed his memory, habitually checking his interpersonal conduct and speech and behavior for any distortion from alcohol, and by relying on the temporary Aomo card of the Demon God ZERO, which had been upgraded, he replicated emptiness to accelerate alcohol breakdown and return to a sober state.

Heroic and spirited, moreover relying on alcohol to bolster courage, Xintiao Sang hastily flipped through study materials, simply packed his equipment, and attempted to challenge the bathroom instance again.

Then…

Then there was no afterwards.

With ample time and no work pressing ahead, young Aomo fundamentally had no need to suppress his gun.

After two symbolic confirmations, he who shut down the terminal immediately made that screen require an age rating system.

It is worth mentioning that, in many transmigrators' hometowns, there is the saying that fields that aren't ruined have only exhausted oxen.

But that is the saying on a boring planet lacking a touch of fantastical color.

And we, on a wonderful planet with fantastical color, can also say this, only as a tribute to a certain pig emperor.

As a half-demon-blooded demon person, Aomo may not have the ambition of demon predecessors to whitewash the ceiling in one go, but his performance indeed lives up to his online name and the nickname girls give him, qualifying him to use Captain America's saying.

At this time, the office's foresight in installing soundproofing modules also becomes evident; otherwise, Miss Xintiao's gradually fishy voice would likely make the raccoon dog blush and become the second employee to run away overnight.

The battle scene can be described as practical and hot-blooded, enough to be depicted by Teacher Senkawa's works.

As for why we mention here the works of a teacher unknown to pure little children, it is because Miss Xintiao finally couldn't hold up and crawled out of the room.

On the contrary, there was no appearance of the raccoon dog stumbling upon this delicate development, nor being pulled back by Aomo; although the demon person finally waited for this opportunity, he did not lose reason to that extent, merely Qian staggered toward her own room, and then grabbed again the Qieliena on the bed who was holding her forehead.

Indeed, at this time Texas had already woken up, but the feeling of waking up midway from drunken stupor is naturally unpleasant, and the mind remains hazy.

Then, when the suddenly intruding Xintiao Qian, whose looked terrible, grabbed her, she was actually mostly sober, but this sobriety came at the cost of a crash.

Upon regaining consciousness, she found herself in another room, facing Aomo with a subtle expression, and the other side's appearance that could quickly fill her cheeks with blood.

Shall we do it? Now? Right here?

All plants and trees at rest, at the third moment of the hai hour, the solemn divine abode transforms into the starting point of a magnificent battle.

One side is the demonic physique of this world combined with the draconic serpent divinity; the other side is the union of the last person of a clan from another Terra and the god of the computer world.

At this very moment, surely the audience with ninja-level imagination already have in mind the famous saying of Miyamoto Masashi.

Imagination, actually profound.

The indescribable that can span thousands of words, leading people straight into the future eleven hours later.

At this time, Aomo was throwing the conspicuously stained bedsheet into the washing machine, Qian was doing a rare room cleaning, ventilating and exchanging air.

Meanwhile, Qielie Nina was in the kitchen, amazed at the kitchen's floor area and the refrigerator's astonishing capacity, but inevitably limping while carrying ingredients to the stove.

……

And at this moment, the badger yawning and walking out of its own bedroom, having watched TV in the living room at night, only ran to Qian's room to sleep at 11 o'clock, perfectly avoiding the war's aftermath.

Still yawning, the whole thing asked Qian where Qielie Nina had gone last night.

She clearly had helped Aomo move that Miss Wolf onto Qian's bed.

But when she went back to sleep at night, she instead found no one; if it weren't that these days she had fully experienced the excellent automation of the office management system, thus quite believing the house wasn't invaded, she would have had to knock on Aomo's door at that time to confirm the situation.

Er...

Facing such an ordinary question from her close friend.

Originally she had made up her mind and sworn an oath, but the result was she ended up dragging someone else to bear more of Miss Qian, only able to lean against the wall as if unwilling to move, stammering and unable to say much.

At the same time, she moved her slightly painful steps backward, covering the two garbage bags that had just been tied not long ago behind her.