Chapter 2100: A loop (1/2)
”A man who fell from the sky?”
Li Jialing twisted fiercely, twisting the third prisoner from the elbow joint to the shoulder blade into a twist, ”How come it's like listening to a story?”
”It's true. In fact, our two growth environments are really the same. We are both the weak and the strong, the survival of the fittest, and lawlessness. In order to see the sun tomorrow, we must do our best to drain every drop of physical and mental hell.”
Li Yao said, ”Looking up, there are wolves, tigers and leopards in human skin everywhere; looking around, wasting a whole day in scrap copper and rotten iron may not be able to dig out a little bit of food, starving and freezing for days and nights is It’s common for people to vomit blood and break bones when they are beaten at home.
”I grew up in this distorted environment. When I have enough self-protection ability, I have become ruthless and hard-hearted. Anyway, as long as I can survive, it's fine. Others? Just fucking!
”I certainly don't like to bully the weak, but if those wolves in human skin are bullying other weak, as long as they don't provoke me, I don't bother to bother.
”At that time, those guys even gave me a nickname, called me a vulture, which means I have a fierce and withdrawn character.”
”Vulture Li Yao?”
Li Jialing was startled slightly, ”It sounds like the nickname of a cultivator.”
”Who said no?”
Li Yao smiled, ”If I grow up like this, maybe I will become an out-and-out cultivator of immortality, lonely, indifferent by nature, and may not take the initiative to harm others, but absolutely cannot save others. , Just like your ideal now, please be free and don't mess with me!
”But the old guy who fell from the sky completely changed me. He grabbed my ears and talked a lot of great truths every day, telling me what is right, what is wrong, what is justice, what is evil, and he must Drag me to the tomb of the magic weapon-that is the name of my hometown-in the darkest corner, let me see how those lonely little guys are bullied and how they cry and cry after being bullied. Trembling and full of despair.
”The bullying and crying of these little guys, I have also suffered and uttered them.
”In the beginning, I couldn't hear the least of that old guy's truth. I just thought he was verbose, so verbose that my head was about to explode.
”But he is stronger than me. He also uses very sophisticated magic repair techniques and some weird little magic weapons to seduce me. In order to learn his skills, I can only be patient, brazen my scalp, and listen to this old guy. Nonsense!
”Don't even mention it, human nature is really strange. Even people who are already hard-hearted and extremely cold, just look for the gap and plant a small seed, and it will take root and germinate and blossom and bear fruit one day. And as long as this ”unbearable” seed really blooms a small flower, it's over, and the days when other people live or die and just want to be at ease are gone forever!
”On the surface, I still turn a blind eye to the tragic life of those helpless orphans who are bullied in the magic grave.
”But in the dead of night, I gradually started to dream, in which ragged orphans shivered on the trash mountain, huddled together to keep warm, and they were frozen to death and starved to death without knowing it.
”And I am one of them!
”Every time I wake up from such a nightmare, my heart's'unbearable' towards these orphans increases by one point, and my anger towards the adult garbage bugs also deepens.
”At that time, I still maintained the most basic sanity, and controlled myself not to provoke these adult garbage bugs-behind them were gangs, not half of me and an old guy can handle it, just for a while To provoke them quickly will only cause endless trouble.
”Until the last time, when the old guy and I were digging out valuable rubbish, he accidentally saw three adult **** bugs and forced an eight or nine-year-old orphan into a corner, trying to do terrible things to her. I finally lost control completely, my brain was blank, letting my ”unbearable” replace my reason, and the old guy, I killed these three chores very hard, and I really caused trouble for myself. The old troubles haven't been there yet. Solved, new troubles followed one after another, until...to this day, these troubles seem to have not completely disappeared!
”This is probably the reason why I became a cultivator. In fact, everyone can become a cultivator, as long as he can feel a little bit of ‘unbearable’.
”The old guy gave me a seed, which activated the'unbearable' in my heart. Now I give this seed to you. I believe that as a'experimental body' you, seeing so many of the same kind bear with you. The same suffering in the past, somewhere deep in my heart, there will always be a bit'unbearable', right?”
”What a joke, I don't know what you are talking about.”
Li Jialing frowned deeply, ”Why me?”
”Because of some mysterious cycle, or rather—”
Li Yao smiled and said, ”Fate!”
”boom!”
Li Jialing fisted the third prisoner into the air, wriggling **** the ground, unable to get up again.
The young man gasped, frowning, and motioned to the monitor eyes in the corner: ”It's not enough. Choose thirty more randomly. No, fifty prisoners come in!”
Soon, fifty prisoners with strange shapes, stubborn backs and hideous faces stood in front of Li Jialing.
Each of them foamed at their mouths, their eyes were red, and their muscles were trembling unnaturally. They were obviously injected with an excessive amount of stimulant.