"How about I blow your head off next time?" the demon said disdainfully.
"No, no, Lord God, I'm not the strongest in anything. I'm too weak, so weak." Chen Qian hurriedly got up from the ground.
"As long as you know, continue." The demon reminded casually: "Also, the structure of your body has been fixed. If you use skills to change it at will, your body will directly disintegrate. You can only use skills to repair yourself and change your appearance. "
Chen Qian put on a defensive posture again, "Yes, I remember it, Lord God."
"Yes." As the demon disappeared again, Chen Qian flew out without any suspense...
From that day on, the demon's hellish training on Chen Qian never stopped, and he would beat Chen Qian until he was unconscious every time.
Although Chen Qian's strength in all aspects improved rapidly during this process, Chen Qian really couldn't bear the life of being beaten when he woke up and beaten until he passed out. If this continues, Chen Qian will be crushed.
For this reason, Chen Qian specially made an hourglass. The time it takes for the hourglass to drain out at one time is probably more than eight hours. After all, counting can only be used to estimate the time.
Next, Chen Qian racked his brains and finally convinced the Demon God to reduce the actual training to eight hours a day, leaving eight hours for himself to improve, and the last eight hours to sleep. At this point, Chen Qian finally made his hellish life feel better for the time being.
However, such good days have not passed for a few days.
One day, the Demon God suddenly said to Chen Qian, who had been beaten to the ground countless times: "I thought of a way to forcibly increase your mental and soul levels, but it can only increase the upper limit of the total amount of mental power and soul power. After the level is increased, The lack of mental and soul power requires you to find a way to replenish it after you go out."
'I'm currently stuck at level 15. The upper limit of energy in my body has long exceeded the current level, and it's difficult to increase it anymore. If I could level up and increase my strength, I wouldn't be beaten so badly every day! '
Chen Qian used the tamper to instantly repair himself, and immediately got up and asked: "Lord God, what is the solution? As long as it can improve the level, I am willing to try it!"
"Okay." The demon said with a playful smile, "This is what you said."
Chen Qian suddenly felt a chill all over his body and asked carefully: "Um... Lord God, is it too late for me to regret now?"
The demon looked at Chen Qian and smiled: "What do you think?"
The devil thought that the way to improve the spirit and soul was quite simple and crude, which was pain. Through the external force exerted by the demon, Chen Qian's spirit and soul are squeezed, causing pain to forcibly purify the spirit and soul, thereby achieving the effect of raising the level.
The first time he squeezed his soul and spirit, Chen Qian immediately lost consciousness before he could last even five minutes.
At the moment when his soul and spirit were squeezed by the demon, Chen Qian truly understood what hell was. Even hysterical wails were not enough to express one-tenth of the pain.
But I have to admit that the Demon God's method is indeed effective. Coupled with the accumulation of beatings before, Chen Qian was only squeezed twice by the Demon God, and his level was directly raised to level 16.
In the following days, in addition to being beaten for eight hours every day, Chen Qian also had to have his spirit and soul squeezed by the demon once every day. There was no time limit until Chen Qian lost consciousness.
This often made Chen Qian even suspect that the devil might actually just like to torture him.
"What's the matter with your lack of concentration these past two days?" the demon asked as he drank the mullet soup in his hand.
In order to minimize the time of being abused, Chen Qian would take the initiative to cook a delicious meal for the Demon God every few days, euphemistically saying that he was grateful for the Demon God's teachings.
"Ah?" Chen Qian, who was sitting opposite, raised his head, "No, Lord God. I just haven't figured out something these past few days."
"Oh, you are a low-level life form, you have a lot of things to think about." The demon continued eating the barbecue without caring.
"That's right, Lord God." Chen Qian said seriously: "You know that before I came to this world, I was just a very ordinary student. At that time, I worried about the unknown future every day in order to survive in society in the future. , always planning my own time, but always full of confusion.”
"The first driving force for the development of any race is survival," the Demon God looked at Chen Qian calmly, "Then what?"
"Lord God, you are right," Chen Qian nodded slightly, "But as far as I am concerned, now that I have bid farewell to everything in the past and come to this new world full of miracles, can I choose my life again? Life? Can I redefine what success is? And what should I pursue?"
The devil looked at Chen Qian with a smile on his face, his expression was just like when people see a kitten frustrated with a ball of yarn, "Success? In your short life of low life, isn't it your narrow vision that you are pursuing? Can you satisfy all your selfish desires here?"
"You are right, be it wealth, status, or rights. In the final analysis, what we pursue carefully and desperately is the satisfaction of our selfish desires. Therefore," Chen Qian raised his head and looked at the Demon God sincerely, "Can you tell me, What should we mortals pursue in our limited lives? Should we only dream about becoming gods one day?"
The Demon God looked at Chen Qian indifferently, "I am a god when I come to this world, why should I think about what you ants should pursue?"
'Yeah, when have I ever thought about the meaning of mosquitoes and ants living? 'Chen Qian lowered his head in despair.
"However, as long as all intelligent races have not been promoted to gods, they will want to give meaning to their lives." The demon suddenly said: "But gods like me never think about these boring questions."
Chen Qian looked up at the Demon God in surprise, "Lord God, I don't understand."
"I am the main god of the demon clan, and what is engraved in my godhead is to protect the demon clan." Seeing that Chen Qian was still confused, the demon god was a little impatient: "You still don't understand? The core of the godhead is the soul, do you understand?"
"Soul?" Chen Qian was thoughtful, "You mean, I should look for the answer from the depths of my soul?"
"Ha, you, a lowly creature like you, still want to explore the depths of your soul?" The Demon God stood up and looked at the hourglass that had just been turned over, then walked away, "When the hourglass is drained, continue training."...
As a god, you can naturally feel the flow of the order of time. When the devil appears again, it happens that the last grain of sand is left in the hourglass.
Looking at Chen Qian who had just woken up from sleep, the Demon God was a little surprised: "Have you figured it out?"
Chen Qian said calmly: "No, Lord God. How can I find the answer deep in my soul if I am so stupid?"
The Demon God originally thought that Chen Qian would be like other lower beings, bound by vision and obsession, always struggling with the so-called 'pursuit of the meaning of life', and would even forcefully explore his own soul. Unexpectedly, Chen Qian gave up easily.
