Chapter 41: "What I Hear" [3.2]
I followed her,
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It's really dark. The ears are full of Buddhist scriptures, the monk's man's clothes are shaking in front of his eyes, and the wind is mixed with incense. I've tried to pounce on her several times, but not now, and if I do it now, all my years of hard work will be in vain.
Looking at her legs, it seems to be glowing in the dark night, and they are really beautiful legs that only youkai have.
She's probably forgotten about me a long time ago, and she can't know about my ruined life. I managed to climb this step and climb to her legs, and I had to hold my breath at this moment.
We infiltrated in disguise and came to the sentry, and she said to me, "Go up." β
I looked ahead, and there was only one person at the sentry, which was easy to solve. I whispered behind him, picked up the pebble and threw it into the distance. The stone fell and hit the barbed wire, and there was a loud clang, and he turned his head and stretched his neck to look; I quickly stood up, stretched out my arms, covered his mouth, and slammed into full force. He didn't say a word, but there was a crunch in his neck, and he fell crookedly. The head hung and shook like a bell.
I didn't have to look down to know that the Liberal Democratic Army guard standing guard was a young soldier. The Liberal People's Army has also reached the point of requisitioning children, and the weak and weak neck, the lack of experience, and the smooth texture of the skin all indicate that the person I just killed is not yet an adult.
"It's not evil." I said in my heart. The Liberal Democratic Army is also doing evil, and they say that politicians do evil, so it is just to kill politicians. I said that the Liberal People's Army is also evil when it kills people, and there is nothing wrong with me killing the Liberal People's Army.
I gestured, and she rushed in with someone. Under the dark clouds, our shadows are cast by floor lamps and shine on the white walls. A few large letters on the wall flickered in the shadows - the Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Aerospace Systems Manufacturing Plant, which is the lair of the Centuans.
Entering the door, she stopped me: "Be careful. β
Hehe, she trusts me, it's the result of years of hard work, and I'm going to make good use of it today. Of course, not yet, I focused and prepared for the next goal.
The Komaki Minami factory was empty. The alarm system has been destroyed by us in advance, so it is not that there is not even a single patrol. I followed her closely, keeping my head down, lest she see what I was planning. I tried to suppress the restlessness in my heart as much as I could, trying to appear calm, natural, and submissive, just looking down at her legs and following her.
My eyes can't leave her, and all my efforts are directed at her. I don't know how much inhuman abuse and **** I endured during this period, all to make her happy and make her like to use me. I've also worked all kinds of skills, infiltrating, blasting, and killing.
"Well, there's another one up ahead." She lunged at me.
My eyes have adapted to the darkness. At the end of the hallway, there was a figure stumbling along, with a beret on his head indicating that it was a Liberal Democrat soldier.
He's found us, bastard! That guy is going to threaten her, to my most important target! I gritted my teeth and rushed to him in three or two steps, bumped him with all my might, and pushed my knee against his throat.
"No......" he couldn't make a sound, barely whimpering, "No, save me, save me......"
I couldn't help it, and before he could finish speaking, I stabbed him through his sternum and in the heart.
"Ahh She ran up and crouched down, her legs folded beautifully, "Really, he's dead and useless." Alas, don't you think you're curious. Why did he say save me, he should have said don't kill me, right? β
"Well, yes." I answered.
"Why would he be desperately trying to protect his chest with his palms instead of grabbing your wrists. Ten more palms won't be able to stop your sword. She drew her knife, and blood spurted out. In the man's breast pocket, she found a photo, "Ah, the man in the photo...... It's a woman. Look at the good things you have done, people and wives are waiting for him at home. β
"Yes." I replied mechanically.
"Well, you're a wicked person."
No, it's not evil. I also used to have a wife waiting for me at home, and she lived a hard life with me for 20 years, but she couldn't accept that I became a gang member, and persuaded me every day and quarreled with me every day. But my heart couldn't leave, and she couldn't understand why. Since that day, I have had a fetish and can't extricate myself, but my mother-in-law has been arguing endlessly all day long. Until one day, she actually hugged me and didn't let me go. If she wasn't so unreasonable, I wouldn't have killed her by mistake.
The more mediocre a woman is, the more selfish she is.
I looked at the dead body in front of me. Hehe, the guy with a wife is really unlucky, I just freed him from an empty and boring life, it's not evil.
"That thing feeds on evil." She led us on, through the heavy protective door, to the large elevator platform. Underneath the platform is the underground factory, a black hole, "it's down there." β
I pressed the huge green button, and the platform shook to the ground and slowly began to descend down the slope.
ββ¦β¦ It must be fed with evil constantly, and it will be transformed and reborn. Her attention was all about the underground cavern below, "At first, the scientists asked it to analyze the crime and simulate the personality of a serial killer; Later, it was involved in killing calculations, analyzing various slaughter scenes and simulating the personality of war criminals. I heard that this allows it to simulate its true personality from the worst of evil. Because evil is true, and good is false. Human nature is inherently evil. β
The lifting platform is constantly sinking, and the light is getting darker and darker. The lights around were lit up, and the underworld was already here.
"But I've also heard that now it wants to devour evil, so it really eats it. You know, that thing is already eating, it wants to eat people, it wants to eat the wicked, to digest and absorb the souls of the wicked in its stomach. It wants to calculate the evil of evil, and become the true extreme evil. At that time, it will be very real, and it will be reborn as a new personality. You know? β
"Yes." I replied.
"You don't understand, you're not extremely evil."
"Yes."
"But it also knows the evil things we have just done. I saw the cameras around us, and they were shooting at us from the moment we entered. It can use the network to manipulate nearby electronic devices, it can observe us, and it can also identify who we are, and then query our past information through the cloud network to analyze why and how we do evil. So, from now on, you give me the hard work to do evil, feed it, and let it be reborn! β
Rebornβ
Her voice echoed deep underground.
There was a jolt under my feet, and the elevator was in the end.
"It's weird, I haven't seen anyone yet." She glanced around suspiciously, "Why did that guard just say help me?" Also, what does this taste like. It's like barbecue, what do you think? β
I was a little smug, she was still unaware of what I was about to do, and her attention was all on the Hundred Days. And my attention was all on her, on her ghostly legs, to be exact. Unconsciously, I also smelled a strange smell through the mask, which was a foul smell and disgusting, like mixing the dead corpses, maggots and feces together.
"Ahh
I heard her scream and immediately rushed to her side ready to protect her at all times.
She took two steps back before she continued, "It's incredible, is this human?" Was this stuff ever a person? β
I covered my nose, the smell was hard to breathe. With the help of flashing lights, it can be seen that the walls are evenly coated with a layer of minced meat, and the surface of the minced meat is charred.
"It's people, it's the people here." I found half of the watch and badge from the ground, both covered in minced meat.
"It's not used to eating people, and it even eats and vomits. Be careful, everybody. She led us on, "No wonder we don't see the guards. If you want me to say, all the guards, engineers, and others have been eaten by the centennials. β
I followed, moving gently forward, sticky under the soles of my shoes, my feet on minced meat and bones. Before I came, I knew that the whooping ghost could suck people into the throat, and then use the engine to crush it, heat it and store it, so that the minced meat and bones can ferment at a high temperature to produce the gas that the whooping ghost needs.
It looks so ugly to eat, and the minced meat is everywhere. The few sacrifices on the ground are pitiful enough, but they participated in the creation of the Hundred Day Ghost and allowed the Hundred Day Ghost to evolve, and they were also doing evil.
However, in my opinion, this is not really evil, they are just doing their job. Didn't the former Nazi soldiers, all the executioners, the firing squads, claim that they just obey orders? If this is all evil, I have worked for the Owari group and her for so many years, killing people and setting fires, and I would have been the number one villain in the world.
It's not evil at all, it's just normal work.
The victims who were eaten did not want to develop the Whoopers themselves, they could be engaged in other scientific work, such as making ballpoint pens, making shirts, or making Whoopers. The fate of countless people is like a big river, and some people have been washed into the canyon rapids, but each wave is not different.
Before I joined the Owari group, I was also a recruiter in the Liberal People's Army. At that time, I fled with my wife and joined the army to make a living. If it weren't for what happened later, I would have been just committing nominal murder and arson in the government army.
During one of the engagements, I was captured by the Owari gumi. That was the first time I had seen her, she was as charming as a ghost fox, and her slender legs were as beautiful as jade. She tied me up and whipped me at night and healed my wounds during the day. The wound healed quickly, and the night rotted quickly, and I died and came back to life in this torture, gradually forgetting my position and my family. Later, she assigned me tasks, large and small, sometimes stealing arms, sometimes blowing up bridges and cables. After about ten times of doing this, she found me and told me that it was okay and told me to go home.
Go home? The message was too sudden. Before I could react, she disappeared right in front of me. I went home in a daze. My wife didn't seem to be happy or even a little frightened when I came home, and when she heard that I had joined the Owari group, she was in constant fear. And I gradually realized that I could no longer live a normal life.
I can't live without that woman anymore.
Small grass grows.
I killed my own wife, used the methods taught to me by the gang, continued to kill neighbors and people who knew me, killed the commander of the Liberal Democratic Army while I was in the army, burned the documents, and then began to pursue the woman. I found her in Malalia and she didn't know me anymore. I endured torture again, became her subordinate, and continued to kill for her.
Nothing is evil, it's just a daily act. When I killed someone, I didn't feel anything in my heart at all.
Didn't she want the Hundred Day Ghost, she once said: "To get the real Hundred Day Ghost, you need to feed it with extreme evil, because extreme evil can lead to extreme truth." β
I'm going to tell her what the real evil is.
Extreme evil must be transformed by another extreme emotion.
That's how much I love her.