I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey - Chapter 282

[265 – grunt]

“!!!!!!”

Andrew’s pupils trembled violently, but his body stiffened in an instant and did not move.

He suddenly remembered the illusion that he had when he saw the cup of pearl milk tea in Lin Jie’s hand when he was in the bookstore. The dark pearls looming in the cup were like eyeballs – it was not an illusion.

It’s really eyeballs…

It’s just that those little unknown things didn’t show their hideous side in the hands of Boss Lin, but they were completely obedient and shrunk into the appearance of “pearls”.

Then it became Boss Lin’s snack ration, which was chewed and eaten.

But at this moment, this cup of milk tea is not in the hands of Boss Lin, but in the hands of Andrew.

Therefore, no matter what he thinks in his heart now, how horrified and numb his back is, those “pearls” will not be considerate.

They roamed freely, ups and downs in the milk tea, and the countless tiny tentacles that stretched out tossed in the milk tea, like clumps of wriggling seaweed.

The opened eyeballs were dim yellow, with vertical pupils like the eyes of a cat, and the turbid and chaotic patterns were unpredictable like countless runes.

With the eyesight of a panic-level scholar, Andrew can even see clearly that when the slender tentacles stick to the transparent cup wall, they are like clear fingerprints drawn by fingers attached to the glass. The dense structure is like a suction cup and even has a strange structure with barbs. Launch URL https://m.xswang.com

This scene was imprinted in Andrew’s mind and gave him a huge shock.

But the more frightening fact is that Andrew has just drank a sip of milk tea and is even holding it in his mouth…

It’s as scary as eating an apple and eating half a bug.

He now has about two “pearls” in his mouth. At this time, they are clinging to the roof of his mouth and tongue, and tentacles, like the picture in the cup he is seeing now, are using those barbs to hold himself in place. , and then crawled towards the throat.

That’s right, he crawled over with a very aggressive attitude, as if he wanted to enter a home somewhere along the pipeline in his body.

Andrew’s face changed naturally, and his body instinctively wanted to stop the intruder.

Although he is a weak scholar, he is also an extraordinary person with panic-level strength.

Alchemy is a very general subject, it is a “panacea”, it is all-encompassing, and it is related to almost all other subjects, but it is not a matter of rough understanding, on the contrary, it requires scholars to have sufficient knowledge of other subjects. In-depth mastery.

Andrew himself has been transformed and has a reserve of medicines… If he wants, it is not difficult to use ether to crush these “pearls”.

Although he didn’t know what it was, he could basically tell that it was a parasitic creature, and the individual strength was not strong, it could even be said to be very weak.

However, his movements stopped.

Because he remembered Boss Lin’s smile and words——

“Remember to go next door to buy a cup of milk tea…”

“…Limited to 100 cups, first come first served.”

“Boss Lin’s meaning is to let me drink the milk tea! Is it some sort of screening mechanism for the hundred people who got the discount, and this ‘pearl’…is Boss Lin’s arrangement?!”

“That’s right, Boss Lin was drinking milk tea in front of me at the time, which was an obvious hint…”

“I… I should…”

Andrew’s body was stiff and his movements stopped, holding the bubble tea that was wriggling wildly in his mouth, and stalemate with it, while his eyes turned to Moen, who was looking over at the counter.

There is a confrontation between his thinking and instinct, but the struggle of instinct has been minimal, and the white halo in his eyes gradually lights up, making him inclined to give up resistance, and his expression gradually becomes pious.

The girl didn’t seem to notice the struggling customer staring at her, squatted down slightly, and picked up a fat white cat.

“Meow~”

The white cat looked a little impatient and kicked his short legs twice in the air, but finally remembered that he was assigned by that very terrifying existence to help watch the store and make a mascot… It doesn’t know what a mascot is, But you must be obedient and help.

So he still shook his ears, gave in with a face full of resentment, and was lifted upside down by Mo En and shook with a face full of love.

“Clap clap clap clap…”

A bunch of orange-yellow eyeballs that were shaken out from nowhere fell onto the counter from the white hairs, and bounced around a few times, and a few of them couldn’t hide their “hairs”, and one by one they turned into sea urchins. .

Mo En was expressionless, and calmly reached out to close these eyes.

She was still very familiar with these gadgets.

In the final decisive battle in the Church of the Dome, the pseudo-god summoned by Rodney in the inner room basically looked like this.

It’s just that these eyeballs are abbreviated Q versions. When they are shrunk into a ball in Moen’s hands, they become “pearls”. It can be seen that the pearls in the so-called bubble tea are actually these small pseudo-gods.

By the way, the main component of the “Holy Moon Brain” that controlled the priests of the Dome Church at the beginning of the investigation was these eyeballs that were ground into powder but still retained their activity.

The original “Holy Moon Brain” was integrated into the body and cells of the victim, and it was still able to control his mind.

These eyeballs today can be regarded as the body, and it is self-evident what kind of power they will have.

Morn puts these pearls in a mug and brews…a bubble tea is fresh from the oven.

It turns out that “Pearl” is this way? !

Andrew’s eyes widened, filled with a consumer’s accusation of unscrupulous merchants, and at the same time, he felt a familiar aura on the white cat.

When the Dome Church incident happened, Andrew was still under house arrest in disguise and did not participate in the incident at all, and he hadn’t had a chance to see the terrifying false god on the documents.

It felt familiar because it was exactly the same as the breath he felt at a certain moment when he visited the inner room.

“The thing that made me feel this breath at the time… was one of the three sacred objects enshrined on the inner alcove, the sleeping child of the moon.”

Andrew stared at the white cat. Could it be that… this is the sleeping child of the moon, but this is clearly awake, that is to say, Boss Lin is personally cultivating a goddess.

Then let it help make bubble milk tea… No, although it is milk tea for Boss Lin, these little things are for picking out cronies, so use them to ensure loyalty.

He couldn’t help but swallow.

“Gudu.”

I swallowed the “pearl”…

Andrew looked like constipation, pinched his neck, let go of his hands, and coughed twice.

Immediately his face changed, the last struggle disappeared, and it became quiet.

Andrew raised the milk tea cup, gestured to Moen, and smiled: “Excuse me, can I pack more milk tea? I think it’s delicious, and I want to take it back to my colleagues to try.”