Family, career, and practice?

What could be more important than slashing?

I can't see.

Before, I wanted to be in control and I wanted to keep my environment as intact as possible. Even if he left the empire, at least he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Like massacres and the like.

Depend on!

Is there anyone who would slaughter an entire family because of this? Because the influence of family members in the brain is incomparable, so that only physical destruction can be eliminated that influence, can there be such a person?

It's entirely possible that the family influences themselves, and that influence exists for no reason, and it is entirely possible to see through the falsehood and then physically slaughter.

Is there anything else to consider?

Traveling?meeting a better self?secret identity?wife?income?

No, nothing compares to slashing.

I was like a ray of light that went straight to the target, and nothing could make me change course. Killing that fake character is my only goal now.

Anything else, whatever, let everything that should happen happen. I don't care, and I don't want to care. There are no long-term goals, nothing to be a better person, no plans for a few years or anything like that.

I'm going to kill you, I'm going to put an end to you.

What qualifications do you have? Tell me, what are you? Why do you look better than me?!

Isn't it just using fear to make me constantly recognize your existence! Isn't it using temptation to make me imagine myself standing on the top of the world, and use that kind of cool point to recognize your existence!

Excuse me, what else can you do?

Let me be important, you distinguish between what is important and what is not, what qualifications do you have? And you deceived me, and the anger of the morning was born of fear at the beginning. And the content of fear is the fear that the goal will not be achieved.

Now that I think about it, the goal was not achieved, and it was beyond my control.

The character doesn't care at all what is important and what isn't, it just needs to distinguish and there must be something important. That would induce me to acknowledge the importance of the matter, and thus the existence of the character.

What is important? If it can be different from person to person, then that in itself means that things are not important. And when we decide something is important, we can assume that it is not important.

Whether it is important or not is not the inherent attribute of the thing, but the promotion of society and the tacit understanding of many characters.

Ha!

There seems to be a tacit acquiescence between the various characters that something is important, so the whole society has become like this?

Quite possibly, otherwise why would all the characters agree on most things and think that these things are very important.

Hum!

No matter what background you have, you think that the characters in the world agree with you, so I don't dare to move? If you are killed like a strong background, you are not worthy of living in this world.

After so many years, letting you enjoy it is already a gift to you. Now, you give me death!

Who else!

What else could happen?

It's ridiculous to think about it, I thought I had done it before, and I was still hesitating whether to stand on the mountainside or continue to climb, but Lao Tzu didn't even enter the mountain.

I was dishonest, I didn't go into the mountain, but I pretended to be climbing.

Alas, it's okay, it's a reaction.

After Yuan Changwen finished eating, he walked around the mall at will. Looking at the small crowd, most of them are staff, and I don't know what is going on in their hearts.

Will they be like me, irritable and have an unbearable anger at falsehood?

Or, they have more important things on their minds, such as a house, income, family, and so on.

Are they real people?

Is this counter a real counter?

Is there really such a mall in the whole mall?

Yuan Changwen was like a small ant, standing in the mall and the crowd, but he couldn't find any sense of familiarity, and his surroundings seemed ridiculous.

There's no realism, there's no down-to-earth feeling, there's nothing.

All kinds of advertisements are carried out for self-definition, so that the characters think that by using this product, they can achieve the envy of others.

Those recruitment advertisements seem to tell self-definition, come to our store you can have no worries about food and clothing, as long as you are willing to work hard then you can reach the peak of success in life.

And what are the people who go to the mall doing?

Yuan Changwen suddenly found that he seemed to have lost the ability to communicate with others. Thinking about the so-called communication is to feed each other between self-definitions, and there is no desire to communicate at all.

I don't know what to talk about, and I definitely don't care about the topic raised by the other party, and I can't even pretend to be interested.

What to talk about?life?success?social trends?children's education?cognitive upgrading?how to make more money?planning career promotion?national policies?world dynamics?terrorist attacks?medical insurance?

Yuan Changwen wants to talk about how to kill self-definition, but unfortunately, who will talk to him about this?

No one knows when the slaughter will end, or even, if the slaughter has already begun.

Oh, my God!

What else do you know?

It's like a fallen leaf in a raging river, you can't see anything, you can only float along the current. Anyone who claims to have all kinds of vision is deceiving himself.

Drift away, this kind of life without a sense of steadfastness has never been experienced by myself. The former self, even in the face of the unknown, will cheer up and firmly believe in some beautiful beliefs.

But now, after killing these beauties with your own hands, what is left?

Drifting like this, there is no future and no life, just waiting for the character to jump out and survive by himself, and then I wield a knife and kill.

It's kind of like whack-a-mole.

The character must survive, if it does not survive, if it is not recognized, then the character will slowly wither. Once you survive, you must use fear or temptation, and this is the best time to kill.

Anyway, I won't work hard for the existence of the character anymore, if you don't show up, I'll go with the flow. Fusion of that unknown power itself requires the character to die.

If you don't weigh and don't think, you can't get energy replenishment. Following the unknown power and using the flow to choose is itself part of the killing.

Come on, come on, I'm suddenly a little excited!

What else is there to remember in this world, except to slash or slash. For the role of Yuan Changwen, it's best for you to hide in the shadows, and it's best not to appear. My anger towards you has not diminished in the slightest.

The reason why I didn't kill now is that I can't find a place. As long as you appear, the flame of my anger will not be extinguished. Think about the anger in the morning, do you still want to bear it?

Uncomfortable!

Yuan Changwen actually felt uncomfortable again, his entire chest seemed to be bound by shackles, and even his breathing was a little difficult. What's going on? Why is the mood so abrupt?

The low came so violently that it was like a mountain suddenly appearing in view, and it was rapidly slamming towards itself. It was suffocating and simply unprepared.

I didn't even see the source of my emotions.

Or is it a sense of loss that the goal has not been achieved?