Human God Creation
Becoming an Immortal Man

Now the cursed King lives eternally in this world

At the end of the road, in the city of Sukoi, a man wearing a fancy suit and shiny shoes was of course branded, getting off a luxury car, a, even the car he rode in a luxury car that only produced a few units, only, as he walked towards the lobby everyone who worked at the company bowed their heads to the boss who had just got out of the car.

The man only nodded faintly, barely visible, no smile no greeting, he waltzed freely and walked into his room. The striking room itself, very different from the others.

The room that the man used, had a different complexion. It was as if he wanted to say that he was the boss.

On the table was a pile of maps, waiting, his finger dancing on the white paper through pen ink that he would ink his signature, in a stacked file. After struggling for twenty minutes, he stood up and left his seat of greatness.

Boas Agdan, a CEO at the largest internet service provider in his city, walked out the side door of his office, and no one saw him, when he left, when he left, then he walked down the path to the beach, sat alone listening to the murmur of the waves that made his heart peaceful, and then he closed his eyes, which he would do almost every day. However, this time, with her earplugs catching the sound of asking for help.

With a flick of a finger, the body, had already moved to the desired place.

A middle-aged lung woman selling vegetables, bullied by a group of village thugs, a group of young men forcibly pulled a shabby bag belonging to the helpless woman, women who spend the day hanging up their sustenance by selling vegetables on the side of the road to the narrow alley. The alley is known to be a hotbed of low-class rogues and criminals like them.

“Stop, you guys are so embarrassing, how could there be four men to gang up on one weak woman like her, why don't you guys just change sex, I'm ashamed to see your behavior claiming to be men”

“Be quiet, this is none of your business!” Shouted a man who looked more flattened than his friends.

“Hai krempeng, you find the right job to eat healthy, so not worms like that,” he said, casually, he leaned his stocky body on the wall of the store building next to him

“Basic, brash! You think, since you're dressed well like that, then I'm afraid of you?”

Then the flat-bodied man pulled out a knife from behind the shabby jacket he was wearing, and he put his hand forward to point the pointed-eyed knife towards his stomach, he ran small with a cry of annoyance coming out from his blackened lips.

“Hiaaak ..!” he shouted in annoyance.

Calmly and leisurely, Boas dodged by rewinding his body, a slow and extremely leisurely movement, as if the attacking human was harmless to him, the Bablas crepe behind him, then he turned his body around and moved all his strength to attack the man wearing the pastel suit.

His efforts failed again, because again Boas only dodged by rewindling his body, just like the first he attacked.

“What's just that ability of you to flatten?” asked Boas, taking a green cucumber, belonging to the vegetable occupying woman.

Then he used it instead of a knife, held it like he was holding a knife, and then he pointed it at the plate.

“You want to use that as your tool? Ha ... ha .. crazy guy, you weird guy die!” he shouted out by exerting his knife for the third time.

Boas felt lazy to play around, he hit the cucumber to his head a few punches, he was in pain holding his head and rubbing his forehead on the kingpin using cucumber.

“What is your only ability?” boas asked looking at him with both eyebrows raised.

“Backed! Shouted another one of them saw his theme overwhelmed finally they fought back.

“Good, this is better, so do not waste my time,” said Boas, with the strength he had hit them with one hand, even a man who attacked him with a long stick, he said, bounced into the streets

Just then Boas pointed his finger, flicking,

Seeing the strength that the haughty-looking man possessed, they fled with bodies covered in injuries.

Boas caught one of the men, then gave him an ultimatum so as not to disturb the woman selling it again.

“If you still do, I will throw your body into crocodile captivity, so that you do not become the food of the crocodiles,” said Boas.

But a fool if only speech would not believe.

“Who are you, ban me,” he said in a bold style.

Then Boas blinked his eyes as soon as the bodies of the two of them, already on the lips of the crocodile breeding pond.

“Huaaak …!? W-who are you?” asked the flat-bodied man, terrified, so afraid he was wetting his pants with his urine.

“I will be a god of salvation if you become a good human being

And I'd be a life-extracting demon if you were like this,”

Said Boas holding the neck clothes, the skinny man was frightened, while Boas, lifting the body just above the crocodile pool, lifted like lifting a bag of cotton.

“B-b-well Sir, please forgive me Sir, I will do anything for you Sir, ta-but don't let the crocodile eat me,” he said frightened.

“You were thrown into that crocodile food, they won't be full, they'll just stain their teeth with your flattened body, your body, just the bone in the leather wrap, just the bone, pity his beloved culture only eats the bones”

Then he pulled him back to the mainland, and flicked his fingers back, a second later their bodies returned to their original place, where the man with his four friends bullied the middle-aged woman.

Still breathless and sweaty down the young man's forehead, without warning from Boaz, he approached the woman, and she said.

“Mother, I'm sorry, will not disturb mother anymore,” said with a trembling body and fishy smell smelled from the pants she was cold.

“Baik”

Then he ran as fast as lightning dodging Boas and disappeared behind the shop building.

“Until when will you sell like that?” asked Boas casually.

“Living life as a human being is not easy Sir, full of difficulties and need patience, quickly do your job, so you can go back home, sir,” said the woman with footsteps stumbling because the body has begun to age inedible age.

“I know it,” said Boas then he disappeared.

The middle-aged woman simply shook her head, smiled slightly then cleaned up all her vegetables and brought them home, she said, because it was already noon and his children and grandchildren were waiting for him to come home with food to prop up their starving stomachs.

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