Chapter 269

Gaster's dead, and the president's gone.

It's not good for Luke.

Sam Ryan and others' request is to make the president survive as much as possible. The election is coming. Thomson, one of the two candidates, suffers from Alzheimer's disease and can't do heavy work. The president's heavy responsibility can only fall on Joel Nash.

If he was alive, he could at least keep the country running, but now he is dead

Luke frowned, feeling very difficult, leaving Sam Lane alone, Vanessa couldn't explain. She promised to reunite them.

"It's a pity."

Luke shook his head and sighed. He didn't know what to regret.

A little, Adam hobbled to come, each step, there are blood drops on the ground.

"Young master."

Luke looked at the wound on his body and frowned.

"are you ok?"

"The body is seriously damaged, and the soul is greatly weakened when the aperture expands."

"How long will it take to recover."

"At least a month."

Luke nodded. A month was not long or short. He suddenly felt a movement in his heart and didn't know what to think of. His eyes were half narrowed, and his twinkling eyes were nervous, excited and a little scared, just like the fox who was ready to sneak into the farmhouse to steal chickens.

after repeated consideration, he raised his finger to the body at his feet,

"what do you think of this body? ”

Adam nodded habitually because he didn't know.

"It seems that you are satisfied. That's good. That's good."

Luke paced back and forth, excited. "Adam, are you interested in becoming president of the United States?"

Adam was stunned for a moment. Although he was the product of death magic, he was not stupid. On the contrary, because he absorbed too many people's thoughts, he had a very high learning ability. After a period of time, he had a full understanding of human society and knew what the president of the United States meant.

"Young master, I don't have the ability to play the role of president."

"Try everything. You don't know if you don't try."

"But..."

"Nothing, but."

Luke patted it on the shoulder and said excitedly, "come on, try it. Let me see the effect."

Adam has no choice but to leave the devil's body and become a soul fog to get into Joel Nash's body.

Closed eyes slowly open, showing no feelings of color cold pupil.

Luke looked up and down, pointed to the corner of his mouth,

"learn to laugh!"

President Adam opened his mouth like a beast biting flesh and blood, pulling out an incredible sneer.

Luke can't help twitching a few times. Don't talk about him with such a smile. A fool can see that he is not normal. If you let him play the president, it will be revealed at a glance. But Luke doesn't want to give up like this. After careful thinking for a while, he said slowly,

"Adam, as the host, I order you to learn to perform in two days."

"Performance?"

Luke nodded heavily, "life is like a play, drama is like life. Acting is the first lesson for you to integrate into the presidential identity. If you want to succeed, you must learn to perform."

"I can't act!"

"No, I'll ask EVA to prepare for the professional courses of the performance department later. You should master the essentials as quickly as possible and try to hide yourself. You can make people feel your indifference, and never let people realize your cold blood. Cold blood and indifference are totally different concepts, understand?"

Adam bowed his head and said nothing. He seemed to be thinking. His eyes were still cold and heartless.

Luke was speechless for a while, so he could only teach them with painstaking care. AVA put the performance courses in Colleges and universities into a file for Adam to quickly browse.

Three people busy for a while, finally had a little change.

At this time, a hummingbird came from a distance and landed on Luke's shoulder. When he learned that the FBI was rushing to this side, he had to stop and let Adam disguise himself as unconscious. He left the place carrying the devil's body.

A moment later, Sam lane outside the forest received a text message from Luke.

"The devil gaster has been executed. I can't guarantee the death of the president."

After reading the text message, Sam lane was ecstatic. He quickly arranged the staff and contacted the FBI superpowers so that they could never hurt the president.

A group of people rushed into the forest. The doomsday scene they saw along the way made them feel heavy. Through the wide, dead sand, the end was where Joel Nash was.

Several superpowers stood around, their faces full of vigilance.

Sam Ryan raised his hand, two military doctors came forward to check the president's physical condition, confirmed that the person is still alive, the remaining four wizards took out the artifacts, began to build magic.

As the low mantra spread in the air, people became nervous and took out their weapons one by one.

The six pointed star magic circle emerged.

With hatred and sadness, little sagrido detains Joel Nash's soul for testing, and uses the power of blood cloth to make the demon appear.After a test, nothing happened.

The soul in Joel Nash's body is human, without the smell of demons.

Everyone was relieved to learn the result.

"The soul of the president is very unstable. Obviously, he has suffered a lot. Even if he wakes up, there will be a series of sequelae."

One sentence made people tense again.

Sam Lane said in a deep voice, "can you explain the sequelae you mentioned?"

"Amnesia, hearing loss, loss of autonomy and thinking ability, serious words will become vegetative."

"There is no remedy."

Little sagrido shook his head slightly. "I've never heard of anyone who can mend the defects of the soul. The damage of the soul is irreversible."

Hearing this, the people who originally had a grudge against Joel Nash could not help but sigh. Thinking about it, the murderer who caused all this was gaster, the devil, and the president was also the victim. He was tortured by the devil for several years and could not live to death.

Sam Lane looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground for a long time and then said,

"this is the end of today's action. Everyone, I have only one request."

"Keep it secret!"

Sam Lane grimaced. "I don't need to say what this means. You should understand that if anyone dares to let it out, the Department of defense, the Senate and myself will arrest you for endangering the country."

"This is a warning and a promise. For the safety of yourself and your family, and for national security, close your mouth. Whoever dares to say one more word, I will kill him."

The eyes full of killing intention swept all the people present. They were surprised and bowed their heads.

Sam Lane also said, "your files, family files, friends' files are in my hands. Anyone who disobeys orders, thinks I'm joking, or wants to use it for profit, come on. I'll make you regret it all your life."

"Any questions?"

"No problem, let's go. The task is over. The payment will be transferred to your account at 9 a.m. tomorrow."

"One last warning, mind your mouth!"