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Upon hearing this, Roselle frowned as expected and asked, "Shouldn't there be other channels?"
"Of course, if you don't plan to become an official Beyonder, you can also directly collect potion formulas, collect Beyonder ingredients, and concoct potions to become a wild Beyonder." Lin Ruo paused here and said, "Actually, I have some Sequence 9 potion formulas on hand. If you need them, I can sell them to you."
"Sequence 9 potion formula, what is that?" Roselle asked curiously.
Lin Ruo didn't play coy and immediately introduced the knowledge related to potions, finally saying:
"The formulas I have are Assassin of Sequence 9 and Spectator of Sequence 9. If you are interested, I can introduce them to you."
As he said this, Lin Ruo's face didn't blush, and his expression was as normal as if he wasn't deliberately trying to trick someone again.
In fact, Lin Ruo didn't really intend to make Roselle a witch. He also knew that in this first historical projection, there wouldn't be enough time—when entering this historical projection, Lin Ruo had a feeling that this first historical projection could only last about a month.
A month, even if Roselle is a genius, it is impossible for him to advance to a witch.
Lin Ruo just had a bit of a dark sense of humor, after all, even if he couldn't really make Roselle become Roseau, as long as he gave him the Assassin potion, after the real Roselle is resurrected in the future, he will get this part of the memory fragments, and his expression will probably be very interesting.
Moreover, this part of the content can also be updated to the new book, or should I open a special chapter for 'The Chariot Memoirs: The Years I Depended on the Fool,' called—
—[Roselle's Unknown Dark History, the Witch is Actually Myself].
Thinking like this, Lin Ruo's expression became more and more gentle.
However, although his dark sense of humor broke out, Lin Ruo didn't intend to do anything extra, such as directly using Beyonder abilities to make Roselle choose the Assassin potion.
That would be boring. Compared to this kind of non-self-willed choice, it would be more interesting to use a little bit of the art of language to let Roselle choose the Assassin himself in a sober state.
That way, even if Roselle is resurrected in the future and seeks revenge on him for this matter, Lin Ruo can confidently ask Him—you chose the potion yourself, how can you blame me?
"Assassin and Spectator?" Roselle muttered, seemingly thinking, and after a while, asked, "I think I'm interested in learning about it."
"No problem." Lin Ruo looked like a good person.
… …
At the same time, in the real world, inside a mausoleum that does not exist in the normal dimension.
Roselle, who was sitting on a toilet-like throne, yawning boredly, suddenly shivered.
His godly spirituality told Him that something not so good was happening somewhere.
Roselle immediately looked suspiciously at something not far away, which was clearly a doll that looked like Doraemon.
"Lin Ruo, I suspect your master is persecuting me." Roselle said with a solemn expression.
[Be confident, when you have this feeling, you can remove the suspicion.]
"You're right." Roselle nodded, his expression becoming more solemn, "Could it be that Lin Ruo, that damn dog, taught Beibei Chinese?"
"Or did He find my Witch card and show it to Beibei?"
[Lin Ruo reminds you that every word you say now will become evidence of being beaten in the future.]
"You just don't tell Him." Roselle said angrily.
[Lin Ruo will never betray the master.]
"I understand, I understand, absolute loyalty, never betray, right, I wrote this setting in the first place. If I had known you would become a manuscript-urging robot, I would rather die than help Lin Ruo create you, this artificial retard." Roselle said with a face full of disgust, seeming to regret it.
[If there was no Lin Ruo, you would have been alone in the mausoleum until now, you would be lonely.]
"Heh, is this Great Emperor someone who is afraid of loneliness?" Roselle sneered, his face full of disdain. But as he spoke, no matter how disdainful his expression was, his eyes still became dazed:
"Lin Ruo, it's been almost two hundred years, right."
[Yes, we have been here for nearly two hundred years.]
"I actually stayed with you, this artificial retard, in this tiny place for two hundred years…" Roselle said with a face full of vicissitudes, "If I couldn't observe what's happening outside through your limited observations, I'm afraid I would have gone crazy long ago. It's really fatal."
[Lin Ruo kindly reminds you that, in every sense, you are already crazy. It's just that my master forcibly suppressed your madness, your divinity, and the corruption you have suffered, allowing you to survive as a 'human'.]
"Tsk…" Roselle was noncommittal, his expression a little complicated, "Lin Ruo, what kind of thing do you think your master is? I originally thought He was just a King of Angels, but… you say He wouldn't really be what those rumors say, some Creator Himself, right?"
[Lin Ruo doesn't know, Lin Ruo won't discuss the master.]
[Lin Ruo only knows that no matter how great the master is, He regards you as a friend, so Lin Ruo will be here to accompany you, instead of going with the master to burn incense at your grave.]
"…You're right." Roselle was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and laughed, "Who cares what He is, anyway, it's not important."
After a while, probably bored, Roselle said, "Lin Ruo, tell a joke."
[One day, His Highness Ouroboros created a mural called 'Sasrir at Work.' Adam saw it and found that it depicted the scene of the collective picnic of the Kings of Angels on a certain day. Almost all nine Kings of Angels were gathered on it, but only the Dark Angel Sasrir was missing.]
[Adam asked in confusion: "What are you painting?"
Ouroboros replied: "Sasrir at work."
Adam continued to ask: "Then where is Sasrir? Why isn't He in the painting?"
Ouroboros replied: "He is at work."]
"Hahaha…" Although it wasn't the first time hearing it, Roselle still laughed and said, "Although, Lin Ruo, I still have to ask, the person who asked Ouroboros to paint this painting was Lin Ruo, right? Only He could do such a wicked thing."
[Lin Ruo doesn't know, Lin Ruo doesn't want to answer.]
"Come on, tell another joke." Roselle said with great interest.
[The taste of a Demoness is not bad!]
"Grass (a type of plant)." Roselle immediately didn't want to talk anymore, leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, good night."
[Lin Ruo kindly reminds you that you haven't finished today's update yet.]
"Didn't I just write yesterday, why do I have to write again?" Roselle opened his eyes and said angrily.
[Lin Ruo kindly reminds you that people who don't update on time will lose the power to observe the outside world.]
"Tsk…" Roselle curled his lips and finally got up from the toilet-like throne, deciding to fool around with today's update first.
… …
At the same time, in Backlund, inside the Sherlock Law Firm.
Klein received a letter from the Bravehearts Bar.
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