“Isolated.”

After calmly speaking these two words, Zhou Li rubbed his face hard. After forcing himself to smile and angry expressions, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the door, and asked to Aluma, who was confused, with:

"How about it, are you showing off your image of the cold and brave man just now?"

"Ah, handsome?"

Without caring about Zhou Li's accent, Eluma responded blankly. Although he did not use a statement tone but used a question, Zhou Li still satisfied his vanity.

"You acted just now?"

As A Zi, who always matches the radio waves with Zhou Li, realized it in an instant. She looked at Zhou Li and asked in surprise: "What did you say just now?

"Three points of skill, ninety-seven points of emotion, there is no way. God puts the actors in his mouth and doesn't eat him in a hurry."

Zhou Li, who had returned to his previous appearance, walked into the small conference room with a swagger, sat in the middle, then looked at the people who were habitually sitting, and said with a smile: "Now, Toreya is already suspicious of the gods."

This sentence directly answers everyone's doubts.

You kid, you're digging here.

"It shouldn't be."

At this time, A Zi, who is proficient in human nature, raised objections: "I also observed Toreya along the way. She is indifferent and has a stable mood. She shouldn't be affected by you so quickly."

"quick?"

Zhou Li raised his eyebrows, leaned against the chair, and said to A Zi with a smile: "Why do you think it's quick?"

"You just talked to her, which made her suspicious of the gods. Apart from that, you didn't do anything, wasn't you just disgusted Toreya every day...wait a moment."

At this moment, A Zi's mind seemed to be invaded by the small universe. Countless fragments from the atomic explosion to the birth of Magnan III appeared in A Zi's mind. She looked at Zhou Li and said with a pale face: "You won't..."

"That's right."

Like a sunny boy, Zhou Li said with a brilliant smile: "Since the first time I disgusted her, I began to influence her."

"Tell you a word, Zhou Deliermo Syndrome."

After shamelessly conducting the public copy, Zhou Li relaxed his legs and explained to everyone: "This is a mental illness I have developed. Specifically, it is when the person who has been harming the victim suddenly expresses kindness to the victim and opens his heart to communicate with him."

After pausing, Zhou Li continued:

"Then the victim will trigger the protection mechanism of the human body. That is, when encountering setbacks, humans will psychologically want to turn adversity into good times. Through psychological automatic protection mechanisms such as rationalization, suppression, and selective forgetting, they will transform adverse stimuli into benign stimuli to overcome difficulties."

Zhou Li stretched out his finger and shook it, and made a summary: "In short, it's self-deception."

"So, I have been constantly stimulating Toreya with words and maintaining obvious hostility, just to let her impose herself as the victim and treat me as the perpetrator."

Zhou Li separated his hands and then crossed: "I have been expressing hostility for a long time along the way, which made her nervous and always pay attention to my movements. This is also to accumulate her fatigue with malice. This leads to when I express a little kindness in the conference room, even if this kindness is accompanied by a slightly malicious words such as "Hate Me", she will also imagine that I am an arrogant image, and disgusting her is also for her good existence."

"Cao, don't she know that arrogance is a defeated dog?"

After saying a stupid word, Zhou Li breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the dazed Eluma, who suddenly realized Zhou Li, Don Quixote, who was unknown, and the Ive brother and sister who were interested in the arrogant and defeated dogs. He spoke: "I will explain to you the process of using Zhou Deliermo syndrome in Toreya, to remind you something."

"The gods are not stupid, they will adapt."

Zhou Li's expression became serious. Everyone was immediately excited after hearing the words "Gods". Today, Mr. Muqi brought them too much shock, and his guesses about the gods were even more terrifying, which made them begin to feel differently about the gods who were once high.

"If I guess well, it won't take long before the gods will behave against us."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the time when the gods used to numb themselves in the last life, Zhou Li's eyes flashed with a hint of self-deprecation: "They will suddenly tell us that it was a test before, and it was the nutrient for us to grow."

"Then they will give us rich and outrageous wealth."

Zhou Li looked at everyone and said with a clear understanding: "The support of the country, the indulgence of twelve moments, the attack of the God of Commerce, the artifacts, these things will come and pounce on us like a tide."

"So, all we have to do is to resist these temptations."

At this time, Aluma, who was beside him, suddenly realized, slapped the table, and said with excitement: "We must reject the good intention of the gods to disguise and not be tempted by the world, right?"

"No, of course it's wrong. I've said that your coin mind should not always think about keeping up with my ideas."

After a brain crashed and bounced Eluma back into the chair, Zhou Li looked at everyone and explained to them: "We want money. Magnan III pretended to be a grandson to give us money, and we also want it. Twelve hours and we will do some face-saving projects with us every day and stand up for us. We are extremely happy. The God of Business gave us a lot of money, and we welcomed us warmly."

"but."

Sure enough, there is a but.

"One thing we must stick to is never forget the great virtues of our dear gods."

Zhou Li looked around and said with a sneer: "We must use their things, eat their food, sleep in their beds, and maintain the purest malice. We must cater to them, but that must be a face-saving project. They asked me if I donate a billion gold coins to the church, and we must say donate. But they asked me if I donate a silver coin, and we don't, because we have it."

"What they give, we want. What they say, we listen. If they ask us if we understand, we say yes."

After the church was full of secrets, Zhou Li sat back on the chair and continued, "Three days later, it will be a formal meeting between Magnan and Muqi. After that meeting, the war will most likely begin. What we have to do is to arrange all our affairs in these three days."
Chapter completed!