After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Everyone here isn't stupid, especially Zhang Ye, who comes from the Celestial caste in Indiana and has received the highest level of elite education since childhood.

As mentioned before, a university conducted a long-term study on elite groups in society, focusing on highly intelligent parents. The study found that the children born to parents with above-average intelligence and remarkable talents tended to be ordinary.

Parents' excellence is an anomaly, an anomaly among humans. Most children are born ordinary, and as for the very few geniuses, they can only rely on sheer numbers and luck.

However, if you are not born with a certain quality, you can make up for it later in life.

Elite parents, talented parents, and parents of upper-class individuals are not among those who monopolize knowledge; they can gather the best and most abundant educational resources around their children.

Zhang Ye is the son of an upper-class person who has absorbed countless educational resources and even received one-on-one tutoring since childhood.

Zhang Ye was very quick-witted, so he immediately realized that Lin Anru, who had appeared before him earlier, was a decoy, and Zhou Yan, who was carrying the treasure box, was the second decoy.

He foolishly stepped into Chi You's trap.

His dignity, his pride, his caste, were trampled to pieces between Chi You and Zhou Yan.

That won't do.

That's not allowed.

I can't leave behind such a stain that people can never remember for the rest of their lives.

In despair, Zhang Ye accelerated the wind he controlled to its limit, and the young man rushed like an arrow to the passage between different levels of the underworld, reaching an even higher level.

Previously, Wolf One and the others had taken Zhou Yan half a day to travel from the first level of the underworld to the eighth level. However, Zhang Ye, relying on his advantage of being able to ignore the terrain while flying, only took an hour and a half to fly from the eighth level of the underworld to the first level, and then to the villa that his family had booked, which was located at the front-line stronghold of the Azure Dragon forces.

The villa covers an area of ​​one hectare, with a garden, an outdoor swimming pool, and more than thirty ordinary servants inside. There is also an awakened gatekeeper at the entrance. Zhang Ye flew over the villa's wall and gate and arrived at the balcony of the main building of his villa.

Sitting on the balcony was Zhang Ye's uncle, a handsome man with a small mustache.

As soon as Zhang Ye landed, the handsome man frowned.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You haven't even tidied your face yet!"

Zhang Ye's clothes were disheveled, and his expression was distorted and dejected. He was completely unlike the noble demeanor of a high-caste aristocrat that his uncle believed in.

The uncle disliked Zhang Ye's behavior and thought he should give Zhang Ye a few more etiquette lessons later, telling him that nobles should display a noble demeanor and elegant figure that ordinary people do not have, so that others can know that they are different from ordinary people.

As nobles, they must distinguish themselves from ordinary people in the most basic aspects of etiquette.

Zhang Ye sniffed and choked up.

"Uncle, I've been bullied."

Uncle Zhang Yuan's expression turned even more off.

Zhang Ye wiped his face and said in a tearful voice.

"I... I went to the eighth level of the underworld and just found a treasure. Then... I was ambushed by despicable outsiders. They attacked me when I wasn't paying attention and killed Xiao An and the other two. They almost killed me too, but luckily I ran fast."

Tears streamed down Zhang Ye's face. The humiliation of being defeated by Chi You and the fear of his future made this boy, who had always lived in a greenhouse, unable to control himself.

"Nonsense!"

The uncle slammed his hand on the table, and the handsome man couldn't hold back any longer.

"Who are those people! Xiao Ye, tell me, your uncle will take some men to help you get revenge."

Zhang Ye stopped crying and looked up.

"It can't just be revenge; we must kill them all!"

Zhang Ye's face contorted in a ferocious expression.

"After I was ambushed, I had no choice but to have Xiao An and the other two cover my retreat in order to escape. If they take things out of context and spread rumors that I abandoned my teammates and ran away, wouldn't I be at their mercy in the future?"

The uncle nodded in understanding.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with covering the rear, after all, his nephew was a demigod awakened from the Celestial caste, the future president of the Eastern United States, a great man and saint who would be remembered in history, and his statue would be erected in front of the Indiana state government square in the future.

And what about those three servants?

They are merely awakened individuals drawn from the leader caste. These low-ranking and incompetent leader castes deserve to pay the price for the lives of their high-caste nobles; even sacrificing their lives is considered an honor for them.

Their descendants will feel a sense of pride when they hear this story in the future.

However, since Zhang Ye has lofty ambitions and even wants to be the president of the Eastern United States, he can't just look at the opinions of the people in Indiana. If word gets out that he abandoned his teammates, it won't sound good in other states.

"Row."

Zhang Yuan agreed with Zhang Ye's statement.

"Xiao Ye, go to my study and draw a picture of those guys for me. I'll take a few of my guards and get to work right away. I guarantee we'll finish within the next two days."

Zhang Ye nodded gratefully. He didn't even bother to take a shower to get rid of the Chi You smell on his body. He hurriedly went into the balcony door, then into the study of the villa. He took out various paintbrushes from the desk drawer, then took out white paper and began to sketch the appearance of Zhou Yan and the others.

Zhang Ye received top-notch one-on-one education from a young age, which included not only mathematics, literature, economics, and history, but also art appreciation and art training.

Zhang Ye excels in both painting and music, and frequently wins gold medals in various art competitions held in Indiana.

Although this award relied more on connections than artistic merit, Zhang Ye's basic sketching skills were still very solid. Coupled with the powerful control and nerve reflexes of a demigod awakener, Zhang Ye only spent five minutes drawing Zhou Yan's appearance.

Next was Lin'an Ru, Wolf One to Wolf Four. After finishing these, Zhang Ye hesitated for a few seconds before adding Chi You.

For a full half hour, Zhang Ye drew all the people he wanted to kill, and then handed them to his uncle, who was sitting next to him with a somber expression.

The uncle took it and looked at it. Zhang Ye's sketching skills were extremely solid. Perhaps he was not as good as a real master or a genius in terms of detail, but it was still too easy to depict a person's appearance. The images of Zhou Yan and others in this sketch were no worse than those in the photos.

"I understand. Xiao Ye, you go and rest. I'll handle these people."

Zhang Ye gave a weak "hmm" and left the study dejectedly.

Uncle Zhang Yuan looked at Zhang Ye strangely.

In the past, Zhang Ye had also been bullied, but after being bullied, Zhang Ye would fly into a rage and wish he could lead people to kill the entire family of the person who bullied him that afternoon.

But Zhang Ye now lacks the vengeful spirit; instead, he appears weak and aggrieved, like a woman who has been bullied and is powerless to fight back, only able to sob softly.

Uncle Zhang Yuan guessed that the conflict between his nephew and the person sketched on the paper was more than just a matter of being hunted and being hunted; those people had probably hurt his nephew much more deeply.

That's perfect. I imagine that when I bring all these people's heads over and place them in front of my nephew, the demons in his heart will be dispelled.

even……

There's no need to kill them. Just break their hands and feet, turn them into human pigs, and then send them to the best torturer in Indiana, broadcasting it live to his nephew.

There's nothing more satisfying than watching your enemy being tortured.

Zhang Yuan was well aware of this.

Because he enjoys tormenting his enemies.

……

The Underworld Palace, in front of the square.

"...That's the gist of it."

Zhou Yan told him everything he knew.

After listening to Zhou Yan's words, Little Yama yawned, dangling his legs under the imperial carriage and muttering something under his breath.

"good."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

"Little Yama, aren't you angry?"

Zhou Yan thought that Little Yama would be furious to hear that evil was rampant and human rights were declining in this era, and that he would go out and choose a capitalist and an awakened person for each street lamp.

Little Yama said happily.

"Kid, do you know what the laws governing dynasties throughout history are?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

Little Yama explained.

"It takes three hundred years to complete a cycle. The Eastern Xia Federation has been established for more than two hundred years. In our previous dynasties, the country would have been in turmoil everywhere."

Little Yama pointed to the ground.

"In this world, there are no eternal dynasties, nor are there unchanging ways of the world. The world is divided for a long time and united for a long time. When I was still alive, I thought about what I should do if the world were to split into several parts in another hundred years."

"As a result, a hundred years have passed, and everyone is still living together piecemeal."

Little Yama nodded approvingly.

"The federal government's control is better than I expected."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Zhou Yan sighed.

“Indeed, Lord Zhongdou told me that the government’s power will decrease over time, and eventually…”

Little Yama sneered.

“Young man, don’t believe these words. That old scoundrel Zhong Dou loves to spread rumors and mislead the public. He’s spouting nonsense with his twisted logic. He likes to say that human nature is inherently evil and that the world is in turmoil and that the capable will prevail.”

"Then he spouted a bunch of nonsense, and in the end you'll find that this old scoundrel is missing something."

Zhou Yan then followed up with a question.

"what?"

Little Yama looked up at the sky.

"He lacked courage."

"So he avoids everything instead of facing it."

Chapter Eighteen Courage

Zhou Yan blinked in confusion.

Little Yama raised an eyebrow.

"Little one, do you believe in the inherent evil of human nature?"

Zhou Yan hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

Little Yama's eyes were half-closed.

Have you ever seen a movie that supposedly depicts the inherent evil of human nature and vividly portrays human malice?

Zhou Yan nodded.

Little Yama asked again.

What's your opinion on this?

Zhou Yan smiled wryly.

"Humans are very complex things."

Little Yama shook his head.

"No, you should ask, since human nature is inherently evil, and you know it's evil, why can't it be suppressed?"

Little Yama's lips curled slightly.

"What makes humans human is that after evolving from eating raw meat and drinking blood, we gained wisdom, and developed morality and thought that are different from those of wild animals. Then you know that the nature of doing evil is bad, and since it is bad, you should use wisdom, reason, and morality to suppress it."

"Those criminals casually dismiss human nature as inherently evil, and then commit countless atrocities. Isn't that just an excuse for their own weakness and incompetence?"

“That old scoundrel Zhongdou says that human nature is evil because he knows he can’t fight his own evil thoughts. He says that the world is in chaos and that the capable will take over, so he can plunder and kill with a clear conscience.”

Little Yama's hand circled in front of her delicate temples.

"People in this world, you know you're doing bad things, you know what the consequences of your bad deeds will be, but you don't stop them, you ignore them, you even fuel the fire, and then you find some messy excuses to absolve yourself. In the end, aren't you just lacking the courage to face it?"

"In the end, you're still weak and incompetent, only able to be beaten by your 'gangster daddy' over and over again, and you still want to say that it feels good when your 'gangster daddy' beats me?"

Zhou Yan suddenly remembered what Zhongdou Xingjun had said: the matter of the Awakened was nothing more than a minor issue, and the decentralization of government power was a historical cycle that could not be stopped.

But this person must know whether these things are good or bad.

But he didn't stop it.

Are you lacking the courage?

"I understand."

Zhou Yan looked at Little Yama gratefully, but Little Yama shook his head.