Now, my feelings are subtle.

I was so happy that I had escaped from my lowly toilet shift.

I was distressed because my hard work in the toilet shift was in vain.

I was confused because I was overwhelmed by the harsh conditions of the underworld, and my previously solid morality began to crumble—though not a good one.

I was angry because I changed it again and again, but I couldn't do anything about it.

I'm impatient because I'm messing around day by day.

These thoughts came up in turns, and I couldn't tell which was true and which was false, and I had a feeling that I wasn't me anymore.

My old beliefs and morals have all collapsed.

When I was sure what I was eating, I felt that life really had no meaning.

I used to read those forbidden books, and the forbidden books said that in ancient times, when the witch tribe still existed, people ate people - not ordinary food, but only literati and warriors. When you eat a literati, you gain his knowledge and abilities; When you eat a martial artist, you get his force.

This information is mixed with things like a two-headed dragon or a four-headed phoenix, so I don't believe it. Even tens of thousands of years later, in modern times, the imperial court is still looking for one of the top ten most wanted criminals called the "Soul Man", who can become someone else by eating others, and have his memories and abilities, so that he will live forever - it is said that he has eaten thousands of people.

But since talking to Li Yuyao, I have learned that martial artists can really eat! Since the Witch Department really once existed, and since the warriors could really eat it, could the literati eat it? Can the average person eat it?

Is this feasible?

People eat martial artists, and it can be explained in this way: martial artists secrete a kind of gene, enzyme, protein, hormones, and all other things named after ancient terms, so this can be explained - although this explanation is extremely pale.

But how did a man get that knowledge after eating the literati? A person eats ordinary people, how does he get those memories? These are completely impossible! Since history can whitewash every faint monarch as a bright monarch, then these must be fake!

A terrible thought came to my mind: If I could really absorb someone else's memories and abilities by eating them, would I do so?

I nodded almost without hesitation, I would, because I'm the bad guy.

But I have other people's memories, am I still me? I have the ability of others, and I will inevitably change my thoughts and practices, so am I still me?

However, people always have to change!

I used to be so loyal to you! I remember when I was a child, a group of friends were chatting blindly, and someone said: "I heard that Emperor Zhu Zhaotian is a!" Because he doesn't have a queen! I was furious: "You rebel and thief! "After that, I reported him, and then the village chief beat him, and his father paid a lot of money to redeem him.

Later, curious, I read too many forbidden books, and turned myself into a rebel thief.

Those forbidden books weren't written by someone else?

Those forbidden books are not someone else's memories and thoughts?

Aren't those banned books just another kind of "people"?

Yes! What is the difference between me reading books and cannibalism?

I've always been a cannibal!

An even more terrible thought came to my mind: not only did I "read books and eat people" before, but now I am even actually eating people! Maybe I've changed by now! Maybe my memories aren't mine anymore! Just like a person can't know the truth in a dream, I now have someone else's memory, I have long ago irreversibly become someone else, I am polluted......

I was thinking about it when someone on the side kicked me hard: "Damn, let's go!" You cry and laugh a while, are you mentally ill? ”

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Return to reality from distant thoughts.

I finally climbed a little up from the bottom toilet class and became a member of the screening class.

Damn Zhang Tiegang!

You're just a little colonel in the Praetorian Army, and I was a lieutenant general in the Praetorian Army!

The so-called screening class is to decide the fate of every newcomer like 6578 - not only their work, but even their life and death.

In fact, 6578 is my immediate boss.

6578 said, "You are the 14721 mentioned by the boss?" ”

I nodded and said, "Boss, you got me into the toilet shift more than a month ago." ”

6578 said, "Don't talk about it for so long! I see more than 1,000 people a day, and I can tell the difference! Since the boss values you so much, you are the screening officer. ”

The so-called screening officer, this is a character like the creator god in the underground world!

Legend has it that Nuwa created man, legend has God created man, legend has it that Taishang Laojun's furnace created man, legend has Maitreya created man, legend has it that paramecium turned into man - but now, in the underground world, it is the screening official who created man.

There are dozens of screening officers, and they decide the life and death of everyone who is thrown down.

Those who are alive make up the underworld. In this sense, although the people of the earth were not made by us, they were created by us. Human beings have so many personalities that we will always find what we like, so it's the same as if we made it ourselves – we made the world we like!

There were a few newcomers who came with me that day, and 6578 gathered us together and said to us, "You are the smartest people, that's why the boss made you the screening officer." Don't think that the screening class is such a high-level place, you only have responsibilities, not benefits! You know all the facts, but you prevent others from knowing the facts. You see, it's extremely painful. ”

Those people are smart people at first glance. They were all selected to be screeners after discovering the secrets of the underworld.

6578 continued: "Remember, we are in prison! Although I would like to say that most of them are innocent and a few are guilty, I have to say that the truth is that most of them are guilty and a few are innocent. ”

Ay! When I was a child, when I was still loyal to the king and Aiming, I always said that the people in prison are all bad people and deserve it; When I grew up and had rebellious thoughts, I always said that the people in the prison are innocent, and the people in the temple are the bad people; But after six years in the palace and the court, and having seen so many things, I have to say, he is right, even in the prisons of a country of sin, most of the prisoners are bad people.

6578 continued, "Our job is to execute most of the people and leave a small number of people. Try to do it: execute the bad guys and leave the good guys behind. How does it work? How do I know! We don't know what will happen to them after that! My approach is: follow your feelings, that is, look like you. We all say we shouldn't judge people by their appearance, but what else can we do? Maybe our ancestors passed on to us the ability to judge people by their appearance, and that's how they can be used! Who knows! You think he's a bad guy, he's a bad guy, it's as simple as that. ”

Ten thousand thoughts came to my head, and they were intertwined like a mess.

But I have nothing to say.

I am mortal.

I don't know anything.

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6578 said, "All right! Go to work. ”

As we spoke, Dahan's prison system kept throwing people down.

I don't know why they threw it. Because of some ancient tradition? Because the population above is saturated, like the Ministry of Survival, the excess population is executed at regular intervals? For the ruling order of the imperial court? Because of some unknowable purpose?

From the Han Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, and then to the countless dynasties before them, they just kept throwing it, and no one knew why.

A group of people fell from above. These people were so crowded that they fell and squeezed each other, all with broken hands and feet.

I stepped forward to look at them and began to select them.

I look at their faces and see through their hearts from everyone's faces!

I want the underworld to be a peaceful and free world, so no ferocious, treacherous, or servile are allowed to enter!

I was looking at it, and 6578 next to me said, "Materials! It's all materials! ”

I was shocked and asked him, "You don't look at it either?" ”

Him: "They're all hurt." We don't have a doctor. Prisons do not feed those who eat leisurely. ”

I watched in despair as they were picked up by the salvage squad and carried away by the transport squad.

Me: "Where are they going?" ”

Him: "Send it to the warehouse shift on the third floor, and then to the cooking shift on the second floor." ”

Me: "We have two or three floors on top?" ”

He looked at me and said impatiently, "It's the second basement, the third basement!" Well, don't ask what you shouldn't! One of the conditions for us to choose people is: no curiosity. Because curious people not only can't live themselves, but they will also kill others! ”

From above, crackling and falling people. Those people looked sick, pale and coughed incessantly - no doubt, "material"!

From above, crackling and falling people. The men sat on the ground in despair, motionless. Material!

Someone is fierce. Material!

Someone's wilting. Material!

Someone is scurrying around like crazy. Material!

Someone doesn't speak. Material!

Some people kowtow to God. Material!

In fact, all those who believe in religion, whether it is Confucianism, Buddhism, Buddhism, Taoism, or Taoism, are all regarded as materials. In the underworld, there are new gods, and naturally there are Protestants, and the old religions of the old gods must be completely abandoned.

I even feel that their God has forsaken them because we are hell here.

Hell, here of course hell.

I now finally admit that there is such a thing as hell in this world.

But hell doesn't hold people who should be imprisoned, so what's the point of hell?

What mistakes did we make and were thrown into hell?

Even if we make mistakes, do we have to endure such a cruel hell?

I'm going to crash.

A few of the people I was with in the screening class collapsed a few hours later. They cried and laughed, ran around, and even started hitting walls.

6578 looked at them and said, "You are not strong in your faith! I tell you, a Son of God will come to the Royal Prison, and he will turn the heavens and the earth upside down and bring us all to earth! ”

Those who ran around, some nodded, some were confused, some had a nervous breakdown, and many more banged their heads against the wall.

6578 said, "All those who have no faith - material! ”

So, the screening officer was screened.

God is dead.

The creator god is dead.

Damn it!

I have vowed to exterminate the Senate, to exterminate Sichuan, to exterminate the Holy Land, to exterminate the gods, to exterminate all those who try to control others, and to give everyone in the world the right to freedom, but what am I doing now?

Am I not God?

I can decide everyone's life and death!

By deciding the life and death of everyone, I have created a new underground world!

Can I be responsible?

How am I responsible?

I killed those people, how am I responsible?

The new world is so illusory, cruel, and unstable, how can I be responsible?

Even if I die, all this I created is still there, how can I be responsible?

Everyone says God is omnipotent, but is God really?

What did God think when He created humanity and the world, if there was one?

How did he do it?

Now those who claim to be gods in the world, whether they are emperors, sect leaders, saints, or cult leaders, or even Jiangnan Party, Business Sect, Women's League Sect, Liberal Party, and Feudal Party who try to impose their thoughts on others...... They don't want to be gods!

My hands are shaking......

Thoughts gradually blurred......