I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

This is an actor: It's normal. The profits from imperial expansion flow only to the small elite. And those elites have insatiable stomachs, devouring whatever they can. Perhaps a few scraps trickle down to the lower classes, but the majority of those people also rely on these scraps to sustain themselves.

Fairy Chi Lian: Yes, and these upper-class rulers are incredibly deceptive. They claim the interests of the court are the interests of the people, but is that really the case? How many dynasties changed from the Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty? And how much benefit did the people at the bottom actually gain?

Illustrator: It was a lie, for sure. The Emperor was also a liar. The half-elf was foolish enough to fall for it, and almost became someone else's tool. Now that I think about it, it's quite funny.

Foul-mouthed man: What’s so funny about this? She’s your girlfriend!

Book artist: Get the hell out of here!

Beneath her cloak, Eriri's pretty face darkened instantly. She didn't want a girlfriend at all, but the reality was... it seemed like these two sisters had already assumed the role of girlfriend.

497 Ali Jiang can't hold it anymore

Foul-mouthed Man: Oh, why? My dear little Lili, why are you saying that to me? Am I no longer your little cutie? Have you forgotten our revolutionary friendship over the years?

Book Artist: What the hell are you talking about?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Little, little cutie, isn’t it a little…

Riri Saten really couldn't connect Deadpool with the name "cutie". If she tried to force the connection, it would be like a huge disaster.

There is no cutie in this world who would take off his own skull and kick it like a ball, absolutely not!

Lin Fengjiao: Please don’t do this, Mr. Deadpool.

Seeing Deadpool shamelessly calling himself a cutie, Lin Jiu spat out the tea in his mouth. Wencai, who was standing in front of him, was also sprayed all over his face, with a resentful look in his eyes.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it." Lin Jiu felt a little guilty and explained and apologized to his apprentice in time.

Why couldn't you help it? Was it because you saw your own face?

It would have been fine if he hadn't explained it. After all, the explanation made Wencai's face even more resentful, like a living, breathing grudge. But what could he do? After all, the person in front of him was his master.

Moreover, this was the kind of master who had raised him since childhood. He had no choice but to forgive silently. "It's okay, Master. I'll make you another cup of tea."

"No need, I will be going out soon." Lin Jiu waved his hand.

"Again, going out with Sister Manxiang again?" Wencai was slightly stunned and said in disbelief, "There are seven days in a week, and you're dating six of them!"

"What? Do you have any objections?" Lin Jiu glanced at him and asked lightly.

"No, no." Wencai realized his own mistake and said quickly, "How dare I? I wish Master and his future mistress a successful date."

On the surface, they are blessing, but in their hearts they are envious and jealous.

Why?

Why was it that even a man like his master could have girls throwing themselves at him? But a man of such caliber like himself was ignored? It wasn't fair. This world was truly filled with unfairness!

Wencai's heart twitched slightly, and he even felt pain from the soul.

"Get lost." Lin Jiu certainly didn't know what his evil disciple was thinking. He just scolded him casually and stood up and walked out the door.

Of course, he was not going on a date as Wencai had imagined, but was actually doing serious work.

During this time, he had been contacting revolutionaries active in Guangdong, trying every possible way to provide them with help and resources. This was truly beneficial to the country and the people, but it was also very dangerous.

If this is discovered by the local warlord, the entire charity cemetery will probably be affected.

Lin Jiu himself was naturally not afraid of those warlords, and he didn't worry about dying after buying Deadpool's X-Factor. However, the disciples in the charity cemetery were all mortal, and he didn't want to put them in danger.

So he kept this matter secret, and no one knew about it except Feng Manxiang.

He hadn't originally intended to tell Feng Manxiang, but the little bunny spirit was just too clingy. Even without her, she'd still follow him quietly, as if she was afraid he'd leave her behind.

Lin Jiu also felt that this was probably what people often call a happy trouble. After all, their relationship was settled now, and he couldn't hide everything from her.

Foul-mouthed man: Damn it, why am I not a cute guy? Do you want to hear my clip voice? Believe it or not, it will kill you.

This is an actor: I believe it, please put away your magical powers.

Hatchet Girl: Hahahaha, this is hilarious! Even An Ran-san couldn't stand it, so you can imagine how destructive your so-called clip sound is, Mr. Deadpool.

Curly: He will definitely die, but the most likely thing is that he will die of disgust!

The guy with the shark face: In this group, only Deadpool does something weird every day.

Foul-mouthed Suit Man: What's with all that nonsense? Uncle, I'm telling the truth. Alijiang, tell me, was our revolutionary friendship all fake? I'm still in this world, promoting your comics! Although the Hulk and Thor ones were a bit low quality and received a lot of negative reviews.

Book Artist: I...

Ying Lili was so angry that she gritted her teeth and crushed the wooden barrel wine glass in her hand.

Wow.

The fragrant ale spilled all over the floor, splashing all over Claire and Ashley beside them.

"Mr. Death, what's wrong with you?" Claire asked cautiously, looking at the trembling Eriri. "Is this wine not to your taste?"

"You're wrong, my dear sister." Ashley came over at this time, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not the wine that Mr. Death thinks is unpalatable, but the people. Especially those who have cotton in their heads and cotton in their chests." As she spoke, she looked at Claire's car lights meaningfully.

Claire was stunned for a moment, but then she quickly understood what she meant. "At least, it's better than your ordinary washboard!"

It started again.

Seeing the two sisters once again locked in a state of jealousy, Ying Lili felt a real pang in her stomach. She shouldn't have taken this dreadful path in the first place. She wanted a prisoner!

Yet, at this very moment, Deadpool was still offering his hypocritical condolences: "Oh, my God! Are you angry, my dear friend? Are you angry because of me? If so, I apologize. If you find this verbal apology insincere, I'll give you my own kidney."

Book Artist: Get lost!!!!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, I think Ali-chan is probably having a mental breakdown right now. The exclamation point after the word "get out" clearly shows this.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: When facing a jerk like Deadpool, you should keep a calm mindset. If you fall into his verbal trap, you will be the only one who suffers.

Hatchet Girl: Yes! This bitch will drag your IQ down to his level, and then use his vast experience to defeat you!

Lazy Little Kitten: You can answer his superficial question from another angle, for example... what's the use of your tattered kidneys when you can't even pee!

This is an actor: maybe, it can be used to roast kidneys?

498 Dumbledore's Intervention

Scarlet Snake Fairy:?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, oh my god! An Ran-sang, you suddenly brought out roasted kidneys, I really can't hold it back!

Hatchet Girl: I don't even think this is what An Ran-san would say. This peculiar style of dry humor! It totally doesn't fit with your true image, An Ran-san, right?

This is an actor: What is my true image, a serious teacher?

Illustrator: No, let me briefly translate what Kotonoha-chan meant. She thinks you don't have that kind of funny personality at all, but rather a more aloof type.

This is an actor: There is no market for aloof personalities these days, and being funny is more down-to-earth.

The Red Snake Fairy: "Being down to earth doesn't mean being down to the underworld, my friend. Your response is already hurtling towards the gates of the underworld." Even a dog wouldn't eat Deadpool's kidneys if they were used to roast them, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Maybe if you're extremely hungry? But, will you die if you eat it?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Phew, Xiaonan sister, why are you still answering so seriously? You guys, are you trying to make me die of laughter?

Foul-mouthed man: Fuck, uncle, I don't think this is funny at all! You are insulting me, absolutely insulting me! Uncle, my kidneys are crystal clear and rosy white! How is it possible, how is it possible that I wouldn't even eat dogs?

Hatchet Girl: White, rosy white, are you serious?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha! White and rosy kidneys, damn! Is that still a kidney? Has it transformed into some kind of organ?

This is an actor: no wonder you are called the quick shooter.

Gerard shook his head and sighed. A kidney without any red blood cells left, of course, couldn't possibly function as it once did. How much sin had he committed daily to deserve this?

At this moment, even he felt sympathy and pity for Deadpool. He felt that this kid was finished and there was no hope for him.

hum.

The air behind Jellal vibrated, and a circular tunnel-like cavity slowly opened. Aura, dressed in a black suit, emerged from the cavity and knelt on one knee. "Greetings, my great master."

"A few minutes later than I expected." Jellal didn't seem surprised by its arrival, not even turning around. "How is it? What does it feel like to be the leader?"

Hearing his master's words, Aura's expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed. He lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, my master. Aura overestimated my abilities."

Gerard didn't respond immediately, but remained silent for a long time. "There are two ancient sayings from the ancient East that I hope you will study carefully. One is to do to others what you don't want others to do to you; the other is to feel the same way."

Aura lowered his head and began to ponder what his master had said.

Although it had read many books and was quite knowledgeable, all of this knowledge was purely theoretical and divorced from practical application, so it was unable to grasp the deeper meaning of Gerard's words.

"You expect every house-elf to rebel against their master, thus provoking a war between house-elves and wizards." Jellal said calmly, "Yet you yourself have come here to pledge allegiance to me. Don't you find it ironic?"

"Master, Aura, Aura will never rebel against the great Master!" Aura trembled all over and shouted, "And the Master is completely different from those filthy, incompetent wizards. Master, you..."

"What's the difference?" Before Aura could finish her words, Jellal interrupted, "Do I have two noses or four eyes?"

Uh.

Ola was choked and stammered, not knowing what to say.

"In your eyes, my master is very special." Jellal turned around at this time and said lightly, "But in the eyes of some house-elves, aren't their masters special too? The Lola you rescued was indeed cruelly abused and suffered, but this does not mean that every house-elf has suffered the same fate. Generalizing from a few cases is not advisable."

"So, this is the reason for my failure?" Ola was silent for a long time, and seemed to have finally figured it out.

"Just one of those things."

Gerard stood up and said gently, "Furthermore, you simply don't care about the demands of your compatriots, but simply force your will upon them. As a leader, you are unable to reach a unified goal with the people. This is the most critical factor in your failure."

Ola pursed her lips and lowered her head again.

"You claim to be your compatriots, but deep down you only see them as tools." Jellal gazed calmly at Aura, his lips parted. "How is your behavior any different from that of the masters of house elves?"

"I'm sorry, Master!" Aura nodded her head to the ground, her usual grace gone. "Aura knows she was wrong. Aura was completely wrong. Please punish me..."

"Don't call me master anymore. This is your punishment."

Jellal said calmly, ignoring the look of shock on Aura's face. "Go back. Your people are about to suffer. Dumbledore has intervened. As a leader, you are responsible for your people."

hum.

Before he finished speaking, a dark crack appeared in the air again, appearing in front of Aura.

After sending away his distraught house-elf, Jellal opened a group chat again and sent the message he was talking about with Aura to the group.

Skirt-lifting maniac: So pitiful, Ola must be very disappointed now, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: My dear, you are being a bit too harsh. It didn't really mean to do this, it just had good intentions but ended up doing something bad.

This is an actor: it's not kindness, it's loyalty. And the object of this loyalty is me, not his oppressed compatriots.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I see, this is going to turn into serious selfishness.

Book artist: Just like Deadpool back then.

Foul-mouthed man: Hey, damn it! Didn't we agree not to talk about this? Why are you still bringing up the issue? It hurts, it hurts so much!

Hatchet Girl: I don’t think An Ransang’s way of handling the matter is too harsh. He actually wants Aura to erase her slave nature, right?

Scarlet Snake Fairy: But I feel it is difficult, after all, it has lasted for four hundred years.

Curly-haired boy: I'm more curious about why that old bastard Dumbledore got involved. Logically speaking... this kind of thing shouldn't require his involvement, right?

499 S.H.I.E.L.D. and S.H.I.E.L.D.

[Hint: This is an actor who opened a live broadcast room. ]

Skirt-lifting maniac: Oh my, An Ran-sang actually started a live broadcast?

Hatchet Girl: Sure, I haven’t seen An Ransang’s live broadcast for a long time.

Lazy Kitten: Are those Dumbledore and Fudge? What are they doing here?

On the live broadcast screen, Dumbledore, Fudge, and a group of men and women in black uniforms, holding wands, gathered in front of an open space.

It is obvious from the surrounding high-rise buildings and the various types of cars flowing on the streets that this is not the territory of the wizarding world.

But it belongs to ordinary people, that is, the modern city where Muggles live.

This is an actor: Manchester Garden Square in the foggy city, where the house-elves collected by Aura are located.

The artist of the book: You actually chose to hide in an area where Muggles live. Your house-elf is really capable.

At this moment, Eriri's eyes were fixed on Dumbledore and others on the screen. From this God's perspective, she could clearly see dots of blue light blooming on Dumbledore and other visitors from the wizarding world.

This was obviously not something a normal human could do, but the Muggle passersby around them selectively ignored them as if they were looking at empty air.