Chapter 120: Dormitory for trainees (1/2)
After Zong Jiu said this, the suite fell into a long-lost silence for a while.
As he said, he chose to help Class 9 only because of the promise he had made.
And the reason for revenge on the 99th and 15th is more because Zong Jiu felt that he had not fulfilled the promise he had made at the beginning and was angry.
Even the help is not for any purpose. It's just a good mood, so you can help yourself. The difference is that he and the devil have different ways of having fun. This kind of compassion, on the contrary, is high, and it is not moved by the suffering itself, but just feels that the suffering is unnecessary.
As for the other joys and sorrows, he was born like a membrane separated from the world, unable to comprehend, what empathy is he talking about?
The black-haired man was taken aback for a moment, and his always indifferent face was slightly loosened.
”Sometimes the distinction between good and evil is not so obvious. The process is not important, as long as the result is good, that's a good person.”
These words didn't know how Zong Jiu, who had just shown his cold side, picked it up.
Throughout the years before and after passing through the book, Zhuge An was the first to send him a good person card. What's more, this guy is very resourceful and invisibly adds a lot of weight to the good person card issued.
The white-haired young man was silent for a while, his tone was slightly unnoticeable, ”...whatever you say.”
Zhuge looked at him secretly, and there was a rare emotion in his heart that he didn't know how to speak.
If you have to say something, it might be more pity.
Emotions don’t all have drawbacks, but if a person can’t even understand emotions, it’s too pitiful.
Because it will be difficult for him to experience friendship, family affection, or even love. He cannot return the equivalent love of his loved ones, and he will not even shed a tear at the funeral; he will be alone because he will not have friends, let alone love. The joys and sorrows in the world have nothing to do with him, like a ghost wandering in the world.
Zhuge secretly didn't know whether No.1 was like magician, and it also had natural barriers to emotions. But it is undeniable that, from his logical point of view, it is not surprising that such a person does anything. After all, for them, everything in the world has lost its color, and can only find interest on their own.
For the devil, his interest is to take pleasure in the pain of others.
So for the magician--
Thinking of this, Zhuge suddenly realized.
He remembered what Zong Jiu said in the first copy.
A great magician who had crippled his hands, could no longer hold a card, and realized the despair of the world.
If he wants to do evil, he should break free of the chain and become a demon-like existence as early as when his fate fell to the bottom of his life.
But Zong Jiu didn't.
This not only strengthened Zhuge An's previous conclusion that ”the chain was worn by Zong Jiu himself”, but also understood the meaning behind it.
Thinking of this, Zhuge closed his eyes secretly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It is worthy of being the savior calculated by Tai Chi Bagua.
Is there anything more likely to become a rival than an existence that is obviously similar but runs in the opposite direction?
Maybe they will be attracted by each other's nature, but in the end they will only meet each other.
There is no need for temptation at all.
Zhuge thought to himself that he shouldn't believe this.
There was a long silence in the room, only the sound of the young man sipping soy milk.
The fireplace was still crackling and crackling, the flames jumping, jumping and disappearing.
”He invited you?”
Zong Jiu answered indifferently, ”Yes.”
One of the more comfortable talking to smart people is that they don’t need to understand every sentence, because they can guess the direction and results that follow.
For example, now, Zhuge An knows directly and accurately that the devil is still waiting for the magician's reply, and what the consequences will be if Zong Jiu rejects the devil.
”If you refuse, then you are the real enemy.”
Zhuge said dimly: ”His purpose is to control all S-levels. Sooner or later you will rise to S-level. Conflicts and differences between you are inevitable. You should be aware of this.”
”Not bad.”
The white-haired young man nodded and put the cup of soy milk back on the table. ”The enemy's enemy is a friend. Congratulations. Although I don't plan to board your thief ship yet, at least we have the same goal at this stage.”
”I guess Mr. Zhuge is not here to talk to me.”
Zong Jiu smiled, ”I have shown my sincerity. If the husband has not proved his intention, please go back.”
”Not urgent.”
Zhuge swept his clothes secretly, sat back on the sofa, and finally made up his mind to have a long conversation with him.
”It's true that I have a plan.”
Zong Jiu: ”......?”
So fast forward to the strategist’s offer?
......
Zhuge secretly talked with Zong Jiu for a long time, always talking from dawn to dark.
Of course, Zong Jiu's attitude towards Zhuge An is still dubious, because he is still worried about Zhuge An's concealment and deception after the last dialogue. However, he used the tarot card to test it several times in the name of going to the bathroom, and he was shocked to find that this guy had a very sincere attitude this time and didn't play yin.