"Jintian, can you eat some food too?" Shang Li persuaded her son with concern.

"Everyone else is dead, why are we still alive?" Wu Jintian's tone was calm, his eyes still staring at his own dishes and chopsticks.

"Son, they don't know what's going on. It's better to die than to live, not to mention that we are not bad at living. Shang Li's face was a little flustered.

Wu Jintian finally looked up, he glanced at his father, who was still mechanically picking up the food in the bowl.

Wu Jintian pushed away the dining chair again and stood up. He slowly turned around and walked to the windowsill, where there was a "potted plant", which was the "Tranquility Grass" that Green had given to Wu Decai.

Through the window, Wu Jintian saw that the surrounding villas were empty. It used to be full of high-ranking officials of the Zhongzhou Prefecture Party Committee, but they were unwilling to submit to the Youth League, and no matter how much Wu Decai tried to persuade them, it was useless. Eventually, a huge, ugly monster flew in and swallowed the officials and their families.

"Dead...... They are all dead...... Dad, don't you feel a trace of guilt?" Wu Jintian looked out the window, abruptly pulled out the tranquility grass in the potted plant, and then quickly tore it in half.

"What are you doing!" Wu Decai slapped the table and stood up, looking at his son angrily.

"Dad, don't you have any humanity left?"

"I'm not all for you!" Wu Decai roared.

"For me?haha, haha......" Wu Jintian laughed loudly, his face was crazy, and tears flowed down.

After a while, the laughter gradually became smaller, "Dad, do you know that Ji Tianci took me to hell at the beginning, and I thought it was the most terrifying place in the world. But when I woke up, I realized that the world is the most terrifying now, and the horror is not the fall of the earth, but your !!."

Wu Jintian almost shouted the last sentence, and after a pause, he continued: "I made a mistake before, I deserved it for me to fall into hell, and now you have also made mistakes, but you have made people all over the world bear your mistakes, and the entire human race has fallen into hell. I am ashamed, I am ashamed to be your son, our family has become sinners of history......"

"Heh, history ......," Wu Decai smiled self-deprecatingly, "I am afraid that the history of mankind will stop at this time, and it will only become an inconspicuous part of the history of the Youth League." ”

At this time, Shang Li also opened her mouth to persuade, "Yes, son, let's practice the Qingxin Decision as soon as possible, and we will also be members of the Qing Clan in the future, not only will our life be long, but we can also travel to the universe in all directions, isn't this good?"

Don't you know that this is the trick to make you a slave? If our will is all subordinate to the Qinghuang, will our words and deeds still be controlled by ourselves? Without free will, what is the point of living? Is it that we will all live for that bullshit Qinghuang for the rest of our lives......

"You !!"

Wu Decai and Shang Li were speechless for a moment. Both are party members, do not have any religious beliefs, and are resistant to religious beliefs. Because parties are founded by people, the belief of party members is that they are human beings themselves, believing that they can build a better world, while religious belief is to believe in gods and gods to bring light and hope to the world.

The two are almost opposites, and people who believe in the gods often lose themselves, and fanatical religious believers will think that all their actions are in accordance with the will of the gods, and they will become more and more extreme.

And Wu Decai and Shang Li have been officials in Jiuyou for a long time, and they naturally understand this truth in their hearts, their style is not very upright, but they also clearly know that everything they get is obtained by their own efforts, not by some gods.

They did not believe in God, believing that it was a faith imposed on them by the weak for psychological comfort.

Religious belief often erupts in times of crisis, and people always pray to the gods to change the status quo when they live in dire straits, but it is only the great people who will make the difference through the ages.

Cultivating the Qingxin Recipe is to impose one's religious beliefs and make oneself believe in the Qinghuang. Wu Decai and Shang Li are both smart people, and they only need to read the translation of the Nine Shades of the Qingxin Recipe once to understand that if they want to refine this formula, they must sincerely believe in the Qinghuang, regard the Qinghuang as their own, and must not disobey his will.

However, in this way, will he still be himself? I'm afraid he is just a puppet of the Qinghuang......

While the two were still pondering, Wu Jintian suddenly took out a utility knife from his jacket pocket and put it on his neck.

"Jintian, what are you going to do??? the couple shouted at the same time.

Wu Jintian's eyes were ruddy, and his voice became trembling, "Dad, Mom, I'm afraid of death, I'm more afraid of death than anyone else, even if I'm in hell, I don't want to die, but now, what you're doing is forcing me to death." You keep saying that everything you do is for me, but are you going to destroy all mankind in order to save me alone......? I can't afford this crime, I feel so heavy every day I live, and I carry countless lives on my back. Now, I can only die to comfort those who were killed by the Youth League......"

"Don't!!"

Wu Decai and Shang Li saw that Wu Jintian had already scratched a bloody mark on his neck, and the two wanted to step forward in horror to stop it, but they were ten steps away and it was too late.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot on Wu Jintian's utility knife, and this golden light seemed to be attractive, and the utility knife gasped back.

The three of them followed the golden light and looked at the floor of the living room of the house, where a young man with a sword came out, and the golden light was shot from the sword.

"With your words, I can forgive you. ”

"Is that you?" Wu Jintian saw the person coming clearly, and his eyes widened.

"Ji Tianci, are you not dead yet?" Wu Decai was also surprised.

"What are you doing at our house?" Shang Li looked wary.

Ji Tianci turned his head to look at Wu Decai, "If you still want to stand on the side of mankind, I need you to do one thing for me and all mankind." When it's done, you'll be cleared of your charges. ”

Before Wu De could speak, Wu Jintian hurriedly shouted to his father, "Dad, promise him! No matter what it is, no matter whether you succeed or not, you have to promise him!"

Wu Decai looked at Ji Tianci deeply, and his mouth was bitter, "We...... Do we still have the strength to fight back?"

"I can't tell you. If you don't want to do things for me, I'll leave immediately, and you will continue to be your Youth League minions. I will not kill you, and even if I kill you, someone else will take your place. ”

The room was silent for a while, Wu Decai turned his head to look at Shang Li, his lover's eyes were full of confusion, and then turned his head to look at Wu Jintian, his son's eyes were full of longing and pleading.

Ji Tianci and Wu Jintian's mother and son both stared at Wu Decai tightly, waiting for him to make a final decision.

After about a minute, the look of struggle on Wu Decai's face suddenly disappeared, and it was replaced by determination. He seemed to have regained his former vigor, and his whole person looked much more relaxed, "Okay, I promise you." Say, what's the matter. ”

"I need you to send a message to Green. ”

……

It was half past eleven o'clock in the evening when Ji Tianci returned to Wangdong City, and there was no dragon sword in his hand, and there was no dragon-shaped pattern on his body.

As soon as he appeared, Yuwenzhi opened his eyes, the two looked at each other, nodded to each other, and Yuwenzhi quickly flew to the center of the city.

The extraordinary people in the city suddenly cheered up, their eyes turned to Yuwen Zhi in the air, and a strong battle intent spread.

A fearless army was impressively presented, and the faces of the people were written with anger, the desire to fight, and the words that they would rather die in battle than give in.