Black-Haired Alien From Another World

Chapter 1734

Black-Haired Alien From Another World

I went to another world, but there are no cheats or anything. E-class adventurer Katt Kim’s survival story in another world

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Chapter 1734 – Gummer Abduction – Life of a Transcendent

ㅡThumping!

My heart is pounding when I think about making something after a long time and applying it as it is. Come to think of it, I had aspects of an artist or a craftsman. I was a person who stood out for that kind of talent.

Look at nick Isn’t it rich in artistic temperament because it resembles me? Likewise, Shuka also feels great joy in creating something.

After all, does the artist’s blood continue?

“No cancer, no.”

Smiles out of nowhere

“Huhuhu, saint. You seem to be in a good mood.”
“Of course it’s good. I’m so happy thinking about making something with Elise right now.”
“Oh…!”

At those words, Elise’s face turned red. She’s like a cute girl. Elise, who was shy for a moment, covered her mouth with one of her hands her, and she said softly.

“I-I’m very happy too. Saints. Making a hell together and figuring out how to operate it… It really feels like you’re on a picnic.”

As Elise said that, she smiled warmly. Certainly, the fires of hell would be as warm as Elise’s smile her.

Unknown to the other wives, Elise likes punishment.

Hehe, me too. And there’s something like that, right?”
“What are you talking about?”
“The fact that we make something and enjoy doing it. It means that we have the soul of an artist. In our hearts.”
“Ah.”

Art is important.

“Nik and Shuka are like that. You like to make things. My artistic soul like that is all inherited. Thinking about that, it’s so fun and warms my heart.”
“Huh, that’s right. Actually. I’ve known from a long time ago that the saints had artistic talents. From before, he was a person with rich sensibilities in that direction.”
“Isn’t it? Kyaa! As expected, Elise understands!”

If it were Winia or Karin, you would have denied my soul, saying what kind of artist you are. However, Elise understands. That was so exciting.

“Anyone in the world would admit it if Saint Seong-nim said that. Because Saint Seong-nim is the world’s greatest artist. The fact that the Kingdom of Heavenly Demons is art is proof of that. Hehe.”

Elise tidies up as if she’s very satisfied. That’s what it says. In the first place, the standard of art is this heavenly horse, Kimkat. What else could be art?

“Oh, but Rika never seemed to be interested in her creations of her.”
“It’s because we didn’t ask properly and didn’t investigate. If you get to know Rika, wouldn’t Rika have that kind of artistry?”
“We should definitely talk about it! Oh! And I think Rika would really like a story about hell! Wouldn’t it be possible to come up with a better hell with a child’s pure imagination?”
“Oh! That’s it!”

A child’s pure imagination. It might make a nicer hell out of it. I’m starting to enjoy it already. Creativity is so much fun.

Wouldn’t it be more fun to make this with my wives for the second time?

* * *

“Okay. Then let’s start over.”
“All right!”

He descended immediately and made the Cheonmahori bottle. And without hesitation, it sucks in the protesters.

ㅡSooooo!

“Aaaaagh!”
“Aaaaagh!”
“Quaaaaa!”

Protesters gathered in tens of thousands are sucked into the Cheonmahori bottle, leaving only screams behind. Now, these guys will be pushed into the newly reorganized mental education hell and educated.

“Wow, but it’s because they’re holding people like this.”

I’m thinking of the old days.

“What special feeling do you have?”
“Roughly. When I was young, I rode mountains and played while catching insects.”
“It’s such a cute memory. Do those humans look like that?”
“That’s right. Especially when I went to the streamside and caught something like killifish, I think it was just like this.”

ㅡSooooo!

Tens of thousands of protesters are quickly sucked into the gourd. First of all, I put all these guys in the reserve dimension. Because hell needs reorganization work.

Once you’ve got it all, reorganize it. I plan to put these guys there. Truly a perfect operation. All those who have been educated and returned to reality will have become pacifists.

“Then let’s go somewhere else.”
“We must go! There are still so many people protesting!”
“Great!”

ㅡWhere you go!

In that way, I flew across the surface of the planet with Elise and put all the demonstrators demonstrating around the world in a vial.

“Why oh oh oh oh!!”
“We just wanted freedom eh eh eh!”
“Save me!”

After collecting and collecting, hundreds of thousands of people were kidnapped by me in an instant. It is unacceptable that it is a protest for freedom. After catching all the demonstrators like that, Elise said.

“Saints! I think we’ve caught them all now! Let’s go ahead and educate them and release them!”
“It’s like releasing a fish after catching it.”

So heartwarming.

“But there’s more to do.”

It is a situation where hundreds of thousands of protesters are kidnapped in an instant around the world. Of course, each country’s media has no choice but to turn upside down.

After entering the building of the head of state in moderation and turning on the news, it is indeed true.

“Poem, God is sucking up all the demonstrators! Vial! They’re going inside the vial! What’s going on with them!”

The news is in full swing.

“They were peaceful protesters! But they did something like that…!”

The next target has been set.

“The press.”
“Weren’t you judged last time?”
“It did.”

When this planet was subdued, the media was also smashed. Because they made all sorts of false propaganda for the sake of war. But it looks like this

“Let’s go.”
“Yes!”

First of all, it is necessary to paralyze the media outlets around the world. With that thought in mind, I descended to the largest media outlets.

“Huh!”
“Wow, here we come!”

Stop the rampaging reporters.

“Listen, foolish people. If you do anything against my will, I will arrest you. Do you understand? You have no freedom. There is only God’s control. It was. It was judged by God, so please report it well.”

Let’s say that.

“Ooh, we have freedom of speech…!”

One guy protested.

“Didn’t you say that during the war?”
“That’s it!”
“Let’s go too.”

Like that.

ㅡSo oh oh oh oh!

Together with Elise, I captured all the humans I could catch. Of course, it is limited to protesters. The terrorists were executed on the spot and their souls harvested.

* * *

“Saints! Exactly 877,217 people have been caught! Now we have to imprison them in mental training hell!”

Elise, who had been looking into the dimension of the human storage bag, said.

“Great.”

I’m going to lock it up here for a while, and now I’m planning to reorganize the mental education hell. You have to make it a little better to have an educational effect. If it’s a mess, there’s no education.

ㅡHurt!

So, I started creating a new one.

“That’s why. Maharn.”
“Yes! Heavenly Demon! Just give me your orders!”
“Did you memorize the fusion Confucian scriptures and the mindset properly?”
“Yes! From the first chapter to the last chapter! I can recite everything!”
“Yes. From now on, you will be working as an instructor in the mental education level. You can do mental education for people there. Do you understand?”
“All right!!!”

There is a competent assistant, so there is no need to worry about this part.

“Then let the creation begin.”
“Saints. Is it necessary to have a sugarcane field?”
“Sure.”
“But I wonder if close to 1 million people will want to do farming.”
“Of course you don’t want to. But there are restrictions in this space.”

Set the rules.

ㅡslap!

In this space, if you do not grow sugar cane, you will constantly feel the pain of being stabbed with a needle in your stomach. The time this pain is inflicted is from 9:00 to 6:00, which is regular working time. The rest is for mental training and sleeping time, so it’s okay.

“In other words, you have no choice but to constantly grow sugar cane during working hours! What a good system!”
“That’s why there’s no need for a separate guard.”

The people trapped in this are just harvesting sugarcane and receiving Maharn’s mental education. Of course, Maharn knows how to use clone magic.

“Then, place a sugarcane field large enough for ten thousand people… Build a dormitory facility. Just wrap it around the fence and make a hundred identical ones.”

In that way, I directly create a small dimension for punishment, and use my power to create the inner environment.

This is simply a level to confine guys who need some mental training. The purpose is to give mental education and ‘return’, so it’s a place where you enter alive, not in a soul state. Likewise, I have to return alive, so I maintain my health with my own strength. I just need to sprinkle a little bit of my power into the dimension to make it possible to replenish nutrients just by breathing.

“Huh-huh, seeing fields and buildings being placed in such an empty dimension feels strangely interesting. I’m sure there was something similar to this during the Earth game.”
“Minecraft?”
“Is that it? Oh, saint. Let’s put a statue of the saint in the center.”
“Good!”

Wow but

Hehe, but since this is being reorganized, it reminds me of the old prison.”
“You mean prison?”
“Yes. Prison.”

Do you think that

“Kuhh…!”

My heart is full.

All of them were destroyed by the attack of the bastard who came in at that time. Jabong Daily Jones, the warden of the prison, is also missing. It’s all dead Prisoners and guards too.

However.

Everyone in the prison… Came to cheer me on.

“I came to cheer you on.”

Actually, that was my misunderstanding at the time, but whatever it is, the most important thing is my thoughts. It is true that the evil spirits were rooting for me because they misunderstood it as cheering and gained strength.

If they were alive, they would still be imprisoned. It was really unfortunate. At that time, there was no power to harvest souls, so what? It’s like they’re all released by death. Some of them are subordinated to my barrier, but there are probably many more who are not.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

There’s nothing I can do about those who died before I became a god.

Are life and soul so fleeting? I kind of felt that way.

Black-Haired Alien From Another World

I went to another world, but there are no cheats or anything. E-class adventurer Katt Kim’s survival story in another world

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