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He wanted Ian to understand omniscience and omnipotence, so that Ian would understand one thing: Superman's super hearing was blocked just now and now because it was more than just super hearing.
That was the beginning of omniscience.
Superman's information gathering was simply shielded by a higher-level "computer." Yes, Ian had grasped the point; he understood that Lucifer was hinting at Superman's potential.
Super hearing is the beginning of omniscience, and the growth potential of the mind is the beginning of omnipotence. Lucifer wasn't just popularizing science; he was also imparting the "Omnipotent Father God Training Manual" to Ian!
Does Lucifer want to see Superman rise to power?
Perhaps it doesn't matter.
However, Lucifer must have already seen through Ian's expectations of the Father, which is why he catered to Ian's interests by providing popular science education. This is different from the seduction of lower-level demons.
A sophisticated devil doesn't need to read minds to truly understand people's hearts!
"After fourteen years in DC, I've finally met a benefactor." Ian was also very excited and surging. Before he knew it, he had already found a suitable identity for Lucifer.
Lucifer, the nobleman.
This is comparable to a mentor and godfather.
"Very good, I like your cleverness." Lucifer smiled and clapped his hands. He probably didn't realize he had been attacked by [Entanglement]. After all, it was silent and difficult to defend against. Its only drawback was that as the number of entanglements increased, there weren't many titles left for Ian.
"I also quite like my intelligence."
Ian is also very honest.
Lucifer might actually have a taste for this.
"As a reward, I'm going to make you owe me another favor." Lucifer, still controlling Sam's body, climbed out of the carriage and cleaned up the grime on his body.
“I know you received those guys’ rewards, which gave you a more important role in this world, but it’s not necessarily all good for you.”
Lucifer picked up the demon's head that was pretending to be dead from the trunk, and as if struck by a playful impulse, used the trembling head as a football to start playing with the Chinese national football team.
The demon dared not be angry.
It also had to control itself to crash into Lucifer's clumsy footwork.
"Are there any downsides?" Ian wasn't confused that Lucifer knew about the reward he received from death, after all, Lucifer had just explained the issue of omniscience to him.
“It depends on how you look at the pros and cons.” Lucifer seemed to enjoy using this kind of phrasing. “The more you gain, the more you have to bear.”
"I was one of the first to make this kind of deal. Perhaps even your goddess, who favors you, doesn't realize that what they give you will bring you an unsolvable problem."
Lucifer's words startled Ian for a moment.
"An unsolvable problem?"
Ian's mind raced.
Lucifer was not in a hurry, but waited for him to think it over.
"Bang~"
Lucifer kicked the demon's head hard.
The demon's head churned and flew out, causing space to shatter. It was as if the demon's head was kicked back to hell, and then it pierced through dimensions and fell from the sky.
"Lucifer!"
A roar appeared in the sky.
It sounds somewhat like the voice of the goofy black angel who just appeared.
"Hehe, this body is indeed a little more useful. Tell Michael to come down and find me." Lucifer gave the sky the middle finger and stomped on Ian's Abyss Barrel.
The sky did not respond.
It seems like some bird-like people have chickened out.
"I understand."
At this moment, Ian also suddenly realized that, after really thinking about it, he understood what Lucifer was talking about, or at least he thought he understood it.
"The higher the position, the greater the responsibility. If a major disaster occurs and I don't contribute enough, will I be stripped of my title?" Ian's speculation is not without merit.
but.
This was clearly not the answer Lucifer wanted to give Ian.
“You’re not wrong, but you’re not right either. What you need to care about isn’t this kind of problem, but how to face your own ‘story’ and how to meet your nemesis.”
Lucifer turned to Ian, his tone carrying a profound meaning, "In every story, the protagonist has a nemesis. As your influence increases, your nemesis will also be strengthened."
"Your father and Luther, your boss and the Joker... nemesis, they will always be a part of your life, inescapable. That's the kind of stupid premise my bullshit father loved." Lucifer still loved to mention his God father, and would seize any opportunity to criticize God's faults.
No one responded to him.
Ian didn't dare to agree either.
It's one thing to curse God occasionally, since God usually won't take it to heart. But to curse someone else's son in front of them is something even the God of Gamblers wouldn't bet on.
“No one can escape their nemesis, not even God himself. Of course, that includes me.” Lucifer didn’t seem annoyed by this; instead, he seemed relaxed and at ease, as if chatting casually.
"Then where is my nemesis?"
Ian attempted to find the answer by taking a shortcut.
"Then you'll have to ask my idiot old man."
Lucifer did not give a definite answer.
"Can't I owe you a few more favors? I'll feel more at ease if I owe you a few more." Ian knew that the more favors he owed, the greater the probability of successfully activating [Interpersonal Connections].
True.
There are also risks involved.
However, as the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more valuable the fish; danger always comes with opportunity. Ian is different from Constantine; his ideas are more modern.
"You're dreaming. Besides, I don't know how easy it is to repay a favor." Lucifer didn't give Ian a chance to "innovate." He just kept lifting the "football" into the sky.
The demon's head rose and fell repeatedly.
Something was handed to Lucifer.
"what is this?"
Lucifer took Ian's notebook with some surprise.
"I've been worried about my two older brothers' love lives because of the Kryptonian population recovery plan. This is a special guide to picking up girls. I've made some minor modifications and added some omniscient elements."
Ian learned a new term and, of course, immediately put it to use: "You know, we ordinary people don't rely on superpowers to pick up girls. This is a special policewoman's guide."
In a sense, he does possess knowledge beyond his dimensional level.
"Laughable, you think I need superpowers to pick up girls?" Lucifer scoffed, but still flipped through the notebook a few times before it disappeared from his hand.
"Very good, now you only owe me one favor."
Lucifer, who had just said that favors were hard to repay, left behind only this sentence before rolling his eyes, and Sam, who was merely a shell, instantly turned into a limp shrimp and lay sprawled on the ground.
“God must have given Lucifer an aphrodisiac… How terrifying.” Ian realized that Lucifer had probably also learned it and put it to use. He stood there, feeling utterly bewildered by the situation.
I was deeply shocked.
"Oh, great God Ian, you actually know that great one." The demon head finally dared to speak, even though its face was covered in filth, it was still very happy.
"I must be the only demon who has been to Heaven, and I've been there more than twenty times! Even the Three Palace Demons aren't as lucky as me!" It's probably getting cocky now.
When talking about the three palaces, no honorifics are used anymore.
They even called the other party the Three Palaces Demon.
Things with a bull's head are definitely quite repressed.
"Having experienced the effects of that lord's athlete's foot, I may soon be about to receive a promotion!" The demon head didn't seem to be playing with abstract concepts; it seemed to genuinely have such a firm belief.
"..."
What could Ian say? He disdainfully tossed the demon's head back into the trunk, then picked up Sam, who had crawled out of the dead, and carried him back into the trunk like a kitten.
Sam was put back into his brother's arms.
“Oh, and my Uncle Barry.” Ian felt that since he was already calling him uncle, he couldn’t put him in the trunk, so he used his all-purpose large pen bag, which was extremely useful for this occasion.
"Papa~"
The effect is remarkable.
Barry Allen slowly woke up.
He covered his slightly aching face, looking around in a flustered manner.
"Saveta...where is Saveta?"
He seemed to be living in the past, as if his mind had pressed the time rewind button.
"Are you my Uncle Barry, whom I used the Speed Force to attend Savitar's seventh-day memorial service and then traveled back in time through the time portal?" Ian gave the speedster Barry Allen a way out.
pity.
His good intentions were not appreciated.
"What seventh day after death? I...I think..." Barry rubbed his temples, his expression gradually recovering from the confusion. "I remember Savita grabbed me, and then...you said you used Super Brain?"
“I remember now, you tricked Savita into going to Los Angeles... and then the boy suddenly sat up, gave me a thumbs up, and I lost consciousness.”
"What did he do to me?" Barry Allen gradually remembered everything. He was somewhat disappointed that he hadn't been able to make Ian experience the chaos brought about by the Speed Force.
Just as Ian was about to answer, a cold voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
"You're Ian?"
The voice was arrogant, as if someone owed her forty-five thousand dollars. Ian and Barry both turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall woman in a black leather jacket standing not far away. She had long, curly blonde hair casually draped over her shoulders, a poker face, and was dragging a huge burlap sack on her back.
"You audacious demon! How dare you address God Ian by his name! How outrageous!" The demon head felt its chance to shine had come, and it began to righteously attack the mother demon outside the carriage.
"Shut up."
The woman turned her head and glanced at the demon's head, which immediately rolled its eyes and fainted. She was a high-ranking demon, Lucifer's personal butler whom he had brought from Hell.
They are Lucifer's faithful followers in Hell.
He serves as an executioner in Hell.
“This is the trash you littered. We’re not going to pay you for garbage disposal.” With that, the female demon dragged the sack behind her and threw it in front of Ian.