This spirit is not spiritual power, but spiritual will at the level of consciousness.

For example, some people are fearless on the battlefield, and even don’t frown after being stabbed several times. Anyone who sees him has to praise him as a decent man, but he hates housework such as washing dishes, laundry, etc. As long as he is asked to do housework, he will cry his father and mother, and he will be like a child.

Of course, perhaps there are no such exaggerated people in reality, but the above is just an example.

The evil god is actually similar to the example above. He is not afraid of powerful enemies. He even has the urge to destroy everything, but he hates being blocked and he hates being nagged.

Especially if the person who has been nagging in front of him still can't get rid of it, it would be really uncomfortable.

"Stop, I promise you whatever you say!"

The evil god opened his hand in front of Zhang Sen's mouth and spoke quickly when he was about to speak in front of him.

This guy is a chatterbox!

The evil god found the definition of a person like Zhang Sen from Othello's memory and understood how terrible the chatterbox was.

At least he didn't want to hear Zhang Sen talk for a moment now, and even Zhang Sen didn't want to see him again.

If it can be killed, it will naturally be killed. The problem is that it cannot be killed.

So in order to get rid of Zhang Sen, he could only agree to Zhang Sen's request.

"Can you allow me to ask a question first?" Zhang Sen said at this time.

Although the evil god didn't want to hear him speak, he still held back his anger and said, "Quickly ask."

"Why do you have any purpose or goal when you come to this world?" Zhang Sen asked.

The evil god was stunned. He thought Zhang Sen would ask a lot of boring questions. Who knew that he had asked such a question, but then he realized that this question was very meaningful to him.

In fact, from the beginning of his birth, all actions are driven entirely by instinct. Although he has rationality and his own judgment, all actions are still within the rules and regulations of instinct, which means that he has always been driven by instinct.

Killing parents and devouring them is really what he wants to do?

Or is the body driving him to do it?

Othello's memory showed value at this moment. As a rabbit man, although Othello had both parents, he had too many children and Othello was not the eldest son or the younger son. The position between the middle and middle resulted in him not being valued since he was a child. Later, after his parents died, he kept getting along.

He actually longs for his parents' love.

This kind of emotion was read and understood by the evil god, so the evil god was also wondering at this moment whether it was correct to kill his parents and devour his parents.

If this is a mistake, why did he make it?

The evil god fell into deep thought. At this time, Zhang Sen could have photographed him, but Zhang Sen did not do so.

He found a fun thing, that is, turning a monster into a human, perhaps more interesting than turning a person into a monster.

"I... have no goal." The evil god finally finished thinking and told him the answer.

He found that he had been driven by instinct all the time, basically eating along the way, but what did he do after eating? Or eat...

Zhang Sen smiled and said, "You need to learn!"

"Study? Eat all enemies, the enemy's knowledge is my knowledge, the enemy's wisdom is my wisdom, I need to learn?" The evil god immediately retorted.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "Although this is very efficient, the thinking of biological creatures is not completely consistent. Different individuals have completely different values ​​and worldviews because of different experiences. You keep absorbing different values ​​and worldviews. When the two conflict, you will completely lose your mind."

The above is pure nonsense, but the problem is that the evil god doesn’t know.

To fool a cub who was only less than an hour old, Zhang Sen's big trick is to open his mouth.

In fact, the evil god was really fooled because Othello's values ​​did affect his own values, so he frowned and said, "So can't I swallow other creatures?"

"Yes, at least you can't eat it raw." Zhang Sen nodded repeatedly.

The evil god frowned, thinking about the meaning of his existence, and finally looked at Zhang Sen and said suspiciously: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I don't want you to be a real beast. You are a smart person and should have your own rational judgment, rather than relying on the animal nature in your body to drive it." Zhang Sen said seriously.

The evil god stared at Zhang Sen's eyes, trying to judge the truth of Zhang Sen's words through Zhang Sen's eyes, but he only saw sincerity, without any routine.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you..."

“可以!”张森立即笑道.

He looked at the deadly look of the evil god and smiled and said, "I will teach you how to become a complete existence, not what you are now. If you accept it, just call me Teacher Zhang."

"Teacher Zhang!" the evil god shouted immediately.

Zhang Sen touched his chin, what should I do next?

By the way, he used a great trick to deceive the evil god on the whim. The problem is that he never considered how to teach the evil god.

The evil god is actually a little confused now. Aren’t he here to negotiate? Meow Meow Meow?

At this time, Zhang Sen noticed a photo of Ao Qi sealed. He walked over and picked it up, turned on the sound switch, and Ao Qi's voice immediately rang out: "Let me out, let me out!"

"Girl, you have a wrong mentality." Zhang Sen decisively used the big fooling technique again.

Ao Qi saw Zhang Sen's big face through the 'window' and shouted: "You did it? You are illegally imprisoned, let me out quickly."

"Little girl, have you forgotten what happened before? If I hadn't saved you, you would have been eaten." Zhang Sen reminded.

Who knew that Ao Qi's face was pale and said, "I would rather be eaten than be locked up here. I have a phobia in the room. Let me go out quickly, I can't stand it."

"Uh..." Zhang Sen was sweating slightly, I couldn't do it!

Ao Qi looked at Zhang Sen with a pale face and said, "Don't you want to tell me that I can't get out?"

"Girl, if a person has given great responsibilities, he must first work hard and starve his body. It may be that God knows that you have a phobia in the secret room, so he arranged this hardship and gave you the opportunity to overcome it. I'm optimistic about you, come on!" Zhang Sen swallowed, and said, "You're like a cannon. After saying that, he immediately closed the sound and put the photo in his shadow's pocket, and simply lost his eyes.

I'm doing her good, yeah, that's it!

Zhang Sen thought to himself, looking at the evil god with a smile, but saw the evil god looking at him with suspicious eyes.

Oops.

Could it be that the evil god has realized the fooling?

Zhang Sen's heart skipped a beat, and then he calmed himself down with his powerful experience and said, "Illness... Little Illness... By the way, don't you think your name is too arrogant, why don't you change it?"

"Change your name?" The evil god looked at Zhang Sen suspiciously and said suspiciously.

The two suspicions were enough to show that he was suspicious of Zhang Sen at this time. If it was not enough, then add another one.

Zhang Sen smiled and said, "Yes, a good name can bring you better senses. For example, my name is Zhang Sen. What do others think of when they hear this name?"

"Wood?" The evil god searched for the knowledge point and asked back.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said, "No, it should be freedom. Imagine that you are running freely in a quiet forest, with birds singing for you, and the animals around you dancing with your footsteps. How free it is."

"It sounds a little hungry, it's really good." The evil god closed his eyes and swallowed his saliva while imagining the scene described by Zhang Sen.

Zhang Sen was speechless. Did this guy be the people of the foodie empire in his previous life? Why was his mind full of food?

"You need to change your name. Why is my surname Zhang? Because my father is also Zhang, my grandfather is also Zhang, and my ancestors are all surnamed Zhang for generations. The first word represents where I came from, and the second word represents my spirit. Since you are a descendant of Nipton, why not just call it Ni Luanshuo?" Zhang Sen touched his chin and continued to fool him.

The evil god was stunned, then his face turned dark and refused, "I think the evil god is very good."

"Don't you think it's too second-rate?" Zhang Sen added.

The evil god immediately searched for knowledge about "middle 2", and then his face turned red quickly. The name of the evil god does have a bit of a middle 2, but he didn't want to call him Ni Luanban, what the hell is this!

"If you don't want to call Ni Luan Stew, then Ni Luan Stew, what's the matter?" Zhang Sen immediately said when he saw that his deception was effective.

The evil god looked at Zhang Sen speechlessly and couldn't help but say, "Teacher Zhang, can we not say 'stew'?"

"Oh, you don't like stewing, so why not call Ni Ran Cooking? Ni Ran Cooking? Ni Ran Cooking? Ni Ran Cooking? Ni Ran Cooking?" Zhang Sen nodded repeatedly and said with a smile.

The evil god could not bear it anymore and directly punched Zhang Sen out with a punch. The blue veins on his forehead kept jumping. He took a deep breath to adjust his emotions and said, "Teacher Zhang, can you give him a normal name?"

"How about Nicia?" Zhang Sen crawled back and immediately suggested.

The evil god nodded and said, "Just call him Nicea."

By the way, Nipton is really the surname Ni? (How is that possible!)

Why bother with the word "Ni"?

However, this little doubt is that the evil god at this time... no, he should be called Nicea now. He is too lazy to care about it anymore, because he knows that if he asks a question, Zhang Sen will definitely be fooling him again next.

The key is that Zhang Sen's deception is often reasonable and he cannot find any reason to refute it, so in order not to turn the surname into something strange like steamed, fried, stewed, etc., he decisively chose to remain silent.

If he wanted to write a diary now, then the most important knowledge he learned from Zhang Sen on the first day of his birth is probably... Silence is gold!

Zhang Sen was very satisfied with Nicia's attitude. He smiled and said, "You can teach me, so let's go to Ms. Li Qingzhao first."

"Have lunch?" Nicia asked reflexively.

Zhang Sen suddenly realized where his teaching should start.

The most important thing at the moment is to improve Nicea's ability to appreciate food. It is not good to eat too much raw, especially if you eat shit all over your stomach. It is too disgusting and unhygienic.
Chapter completed!