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Nine types of ordinary NPCs

Beria: "???"

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he looked again, the words were still there. He then looked sharply at the little boy Franklin opposite him, and saw that the same words were floating above the boy's head.

[Ordinary NPCs]

“What the hell is this?!”

Beria felt his understanding had been shaken like never before. Franklin produced a small mirror from somewhere and handed it to Beria.

Belial took the mirror and looked at himself in it with trembling hands—sure enough, above that hideous head, the words "[Nine Ordinary NPCs]" were firmly nailed there like a pillar of shame!

"Do not--!!!"

Belial let out a desperate roar; this was worse than death! He, the Dark God Belial, had actually become... some kind of NPC character?!

Or is it just the lowest level of "Nine Ordinary"?!

"This is the social system established by the 'One God whose name cannot be mentioned here'." Franklin closed the book, his tone still calm, as if explaining common sense. "Here, everyone has only one identity. Strive to level up, and perhaps one day you can upgrade from 'common' to 'rare,' or even 'epic.'"

Franklin stood up, walked up to the completely petrified and existentially questioning Belial, stood on tiptoe, and patted his shoulder covered by an exoskeleton.

The action looked somewhat comical.

"Keep it up," Franklin said, pulling out a thick book with square characters on the cover from somewhere and stuffing it into Beria's stiff hands.

Beria subconsciously looked down at the title of the book.

"To Live"

Franklin's last words came softly, carrying a hint of barely perceptible sympathy.

"From now on, this book will be... a 'feel-good' novel for you."

Done.

Franklin left.

Beria held the book "To Live".

He stood frozen, as if struck by an invisible bolt of lightning. The boy's words echoed in his ears, while his mind was filled with the glaring line of "Nine Ordinary NPCs" above his head.

The dignity of the Dark God shattered more completely than dust at this moment.

"Hmm, it seems Franklin is quite good at ideological work. Not bad, not bad. Give him some 'experience points' next time. The dimensional world needs a novice mentor."

Beyond dimensions.

Ian nodded in satisfaction.

Even when talking to himself, he uses the empty promise of "next time".

Can be imagined.

Franklin certainly had a keen eye for talent.

Chapter 192 Belial's Butt and Batman's Mouth!

Ian's will is like a high-dimensional camera.

They watched with great interest everything that was happening inside the library.

He saw Beria holding the book "To Live," his body going from stiff to trembling violently—a spasm of extreme anger, humiliation, and the collapse of faith.

The Dark Lord had never felt such tangible anger.

"Outrageous! Outrageous!!!" Belial slammed the book in his hand to the ground, his sharp claws flailing wildly, tearing apart the quiet bookshelves around him!

"I am Belial! The Lord of Darkness! The Ruler of the Universe! The New King of Ultra! How could I possibly be... some worthless NPC who's been captured and imprisoned?!"

Books fell like snowflakes, the wooden bookshelf was torn to pieces, and he roared incessantly, trying to vent his rage in the most primal way.

Beria instinctively wanted to destroy the place that had humiliated him. However, just as he was getting into the act, a rapid buzzing vibration suddenly came from his left wrist.

Beria paused, looked down, and realized that he had somehow acquired a simple, metallic wristwatch on his wrist.

Lines of text are clearly displayed on the watch face, accompanied by emotionless electronic voice prompts.

[Warning: Citizen [Belial, an ordinary NPC] has been detected vandalizing public property.]

[Damage List: 1 copy of the rare book "To Live" (unique copy, No. 10000874332), 343 oak bookshelves, and several items that disrupted the tranquil atmosphere of the library...]

[According to Article 114514 of the "Super Grateful Ian, the One God, New Utopia, the Best Dimension City Management Penalty Regulations," a fine of 50,000,000 Energy Coins is imposed.]

Your current account balance: 10 Energy Coins (New Resident Gift).

[You have automatically incurred a debt of 49,999,990 Energy Coins. Interest is being calculated...]

……

It's somewhat like the personal terminal of Pinduoduo's God Space watch design, which lists extremely detailed punishment measures. Fortunately, no one here can realize that Pinduoduo is everywhere.

"Fifty million? Debt?" Belial was stunned for a moment, then let out a deafening laugh. He raised his head and roared at the unseen ceiling of the library.

"Hahahaha! Foolish! Boring! You think you can bind me, Belial, with mere debts? Go ask those aliens! When has Belial ever paid back any of his debts?"

"No matter which world, in any world, no one can judge me! No one can do anything to me! This world will ultimately submit to my power—"

Before the last syllable of the word "力" had even finished, his voice abruptly stopped.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Several voices appeared instantly beside Belial.

His power was suppressed by the dimension and sealed to an extremely low level, so before he could react, he was already surrounded by a group of people and made to wear masks!

These people were dressed in uniform blue-black uniforms with an X logo, their movements clean and efficient, their teamwork seamless. The leader was a woman with long red hair.

obviously.

The group that suddenly appeared was the X-Men.

They finally became official law enforcement officers, so they must be incredibly moved every day. And the woman in charge is none other than Jean Grey, known as Phoenix.

Like every woman named Grey in Western countries.

Phoenix Girl is also incredibly charming.

Jean Grey possesses the telepathic ability to read the consciousness of others.

She can control herself according to her own will, and can also read multiple consciousnesses simultaneously. In another personality, she can use her mind control abilities to make her opponents lose consciousness. As the most powerful Omega-level mutant, she is often hailed as "the most powerful telepath and telekinetic in the universe."

Of course, Jean Grey's most famous identity is that of the host of the god-level power "Phoenix Force," and also the mysterious identity of being the top-ranked food on the X Universe's must-eat list.

However, she herself certainly didn't know this.

"The perpetrator has been identified."

Jean Grey's eyes were sharp. With just a slight lift of her hand, Belial felt an invisible and irresistible force twist his hands behind his back!

"Crack! Click!"

Two special shackles, shimmering with energy-suppressing properties, instantly locked his wrists and ankles. The moment the shackles were on, Belial felt the already severely restricted dark power within him completely crushed, unable to even stir a ripple, leaving him weaker than an ordinary person.

"You?! Who are you?! Let me go!" Belial was shocked and furious, struggling desperately, but it was like a crab being pinched by iron pincers, completely futile.

"Destroying public property, huge debts, and resisting arrest?" Another burly man with adamantium claws protruding from between his fingers glanced at him disdainfully while smoking a cigar.

This is a man who needs no introduction. It's hard to imagine that Logan, the Wolverine destined for a life of constant wandering, would one day become a government employee.

"And he's a deformed, hardened criminal... Tsk, with that appearance, did he get the blood of some abyssal troll from the Western Continent? Or did he mutate from radiation?"

Logan leaned closer to Beria and used his nose. Although he was just a wolverine and didn't have the classic dog nose, a wolverine's nose was actually pretty good.

Moreover, their "fight-or-fight" mentality is no less than that of their distant relative, the honey badger.

"The smell is pungent, like a hybrid of a swamp demon and an ogre." Logan quickly pinched his nose and gave his assessment in a seemingly serious manner.

“I think it looks like a two-headed ogre knight charred by hellfire, the kind that’s lost one head.” Another man who can control frost, Bobby the Iceman, the most aggrieved Omega-level mutant in history, has his own thoughts.

He is a top-tier Omega-class, known as Omega Number Two, whose abilities are second only to Omega Number One, Jean Grey. His ability to lower the temperature to absolute zero is enough to shake the very foundations of the universe.

"No matter what, he doesn't seem like a normal human being."

"Perhaps aliens?"

"No, I know about aliens. Most aliens look just like us."

The X-Men law enforcement officers chatted amongst themselves, making "professional" and extremely hurtful racial guesses about Belial's appearance, their tone as calm as if they were discussing the weather.

I'm going to kill you all! I will definitely kill you all!!!

Belial was so enraged that wisps of black smoke actually rose from his head; his lungs felt like they were about to explode. This humiliation was a million times worse than being sealed away by the King of Ultra!

However, no one paid attention to his impotent rage.

"Whatever he is, it has nothing to do with us. He is indeed a citizen." Phoenix Girl simply waved her hand: "Take him away and send him to the citizens' court. Let's see how the judge rules."

And so, the once invincible Dark Lord was dragged out of the library like a little chick by two X-Men, one on each side.

It wasn't until he reached the outside of the library and was bathed in the warm afternoon sun that Belial slightly recovered from his extreme rage. He suddenly seized a moment when a guard was changing hands, and with the last of his strength, he headbutted Wolverine beside him! Clearly, Belial never made the right choice.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

Belial felt like he'd hit a steel plate; he saw stars and felt dizzy. Wolverine, on the other hand, this truly indomitable man, didn't even flinch.

He simply clicked his tongue impatiently, lifted his foot, and used the heavy sole of his military boot to stomp on Beria's face without any politeness, crushing the other man's entire head onto the cold ground!

"Behave yourself, you scum." Logan's voice was thick with nasal tone. "If you move again, I'll shove you under Colossus's ass as a cushion or some other household item."

These words are chilling to think about.

"That's quite a bit of strength... Looks like he's really a hybrid of those brute races from the Western Continent. I don't know why their aesthetic sense is always so distorted." Phoenix looked down at Belial, who was being trampled on the ground and struggling in vain, and muttered something that sounded a bit racist.

However, it is still relatively realistic.

"..."

Belial gave up struggling, not because he was giving in, but because he was afraid that if he continued to be angry, he might become the first Dark Lord to be literally angered to death by a mere human.

then.

Beria immediately became obedient and was roughly dragged and escorted across the street.