Chapter 15: The Definition of a Good Man

Two days later, on the side of a straight and dilapidated highway, there was a tragic car accident scene.

The road had sunken into a large area, three or four meters deep, and some silvery-white liquid was faintly sprinkled inside.

The three large trucks in Lang Sheng's convoy had flipped on their sides in the pit and fell together horizontally, and the front of the cars were cracked, which was miserable; And those off-road vehicles, also staggering and crashing into each other.

Along with it, the bright red that slowly flowed out of the car and the green shrubs and weeds on the side of the road were intertwined, adding a bit of fear.

Only his gold-armored car, parked in the field below the road, was still intact, and one of the drivers inside, shivering, shrunk in the cab, his eyes closed, as if something terrible had happened.

Lang Sheng himself stood in front of a large truck that overturned on its side, looking at the three companions who were leaning on the truck, their legs folded, and they were already incapacitated.

One of the men looked at the sky with feeble eyes and muttered, "Why, didn't you say you wanted to be a good person?" Why is it more ruthless and faster than before? ”

"I want to be a good person, but I don't want to be a Tang monk......" Lang Sheng shook his head, ignoring the bright red, and as he spoke, he had already broken the necks of the other two cleanly.

"I'm curious who gave you the courage to design me, even at the cost of so many brothers' lives, to set such a trap. Are you possessed by evil spirits? The tall man slowly placed his hand on the neck of the last man.

"I was wrong, you were not possessed by evil spirits at all," the last man did not answer at all, but said to himself, "It's just that I didn't expect that you are still so hypocritical, and you say that you are a good person, and your heart and methods are still as ruthless and fast as before, or even more powerful." ”

"Boring, do you have any misunderstanding of the definition of 'good guy'?" Lang Sheng stretched out a finger and shook it, "I, Lang Sheng, want to be a good person, that unknown existence...... No, it's me, there's a clear definition of that. Repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness, strangle the wicked and evil things in infancy, and never allow them to develop freely. Of course, those who try to calculate me and harm me are naturally the wicked among the wicked. ”

"But the latter one, I can't do it yet, after all, I still haven't read enough books to know the subtleties, otherwise, I would have found out that something was wrong with you earlier, and I wouldn't have let so many brothers die in vain."

Lang Sheng shook his head and said, with a sad color on his face.

"You, you ......" Before he could make a move, the man spat out a mouthful of blood, and then tilted his head and died, it turned out that his internal organs had already been shattered by the other party's punch.

"Alas, I still have to clean up after I go back, and get all these bad seedlings away from me," Lang Sheng shook his head, and then thought to himself:

[System, system, if you can help me identify who is good and who is bad, it will be amazing. 】

System Tips: (Host No. 70222, your current good person value is insufficient, you can activate the system and turn on related functions after recharging.) )

It is said that it is a title system, but the most basic logical judgment is still there.

[Okay, I'll bear with it, it's only been a few days, and it's unlikely to be activated.] I don't believe it, if you have been a good person for ten years, you can't officially activate your system? 】

Lang Sheng heard this prompt in his mind, and once again strengthened his determination to be a good person.

He had previously wondered if the so-called system was transformed by evil spirits with the help of the concept of fiction circulated by humans, but this suspicion was quickly dispelled.

First, he was able to clearly perceive the existence of the system in his mind, and he was able to have some basic conversations with it, which many evil spirits could not do, they only went crazy and raging.

Second, through the meditation of the Bronze-level meditation method, he had already vaguely felt that there was an extremely mysterious rule attached to his soul, which seemed useless, but it was incomparable to the power of any evil spirit.

Even he doubted that the so-called gods were nothing more than that.

He still knows what he is, and he may be able to be coveted by some low-level evil spirits, such as silver-level existences, but it is absolutely impossible to attract such high-level existences to covet them.

His soul is not yet delicious to that extent.

Of course, he also thought that he couldn't have such good luck and be bound to a system when he came out.

However, when the other party introduced himself, he said "host No. 70222", which once again made his doubts disappear.

He is not the only one bound to this system, it's just that someone else fails to activate it, and it turns to him, and if he doesn't have perseverance and perseverance, he will also fail to activate it, and finally give it to someone else.

And the other party's definition of a good person is also in line with his psychological bottom line, if he really wants to be a good person who cuts meat and feeds eagles, is obedient, and is like a Tang monk, he would rather abandon this system.

Because if you want it, if you don't get it right, you will end up pitting yourself and even your children and grandchildren...... It's better to live happily for the rest of your life.

[In short, I have to be patient, I have to endure, this good guy system will definitely not be easily opened. , only really good people, not good old people, indiscriminate good people, can turn it on. 】

Lang Sheng came to an off-road vehicle that overturned to the ground, and while saving people, he cheered himself up in his heart.

[More than 70,000 people have failed in the front, and the difficulty is high, which can be seen, but the sages said that put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Some people say that the prodigal son does not change his money, I have done so many bad things before, although I have not done it to the extent of hurting the heavens and harming reason, but I have done a lot of good things to oppress the good, and now I have changed my career to be a good person, which should be a great bonus. 】

With this in mind, he did not avoid blood and filth, and rescued the injured team members in the car one by one.

Not only that, but he also took out the good medicines he had stored in his arms, including some bronze-level extraordinary medicines, to treat these affected brothers.

"Big brother, I'm sorry, I vaguely heard their plot, but I really didn't dare to report it, I was afraid that they would kill me." A small team member, after being dragged out of the car, said slowly.

"It's okay, as long as you don't participate, it's okay, people are like this, and brave people are only a very few. God says we need to learn to forgive. Those who can be forgiven are like you, who lack the courage to save, but who do not participate in evil. Lang Sheng said through gritted teeth.

"Big brother, I'm afraid ......"

"Don't be afraid, I really have to forgive you......"

Lang Sheng vigorously tied this guy to stop the bleeding, and tied the other party into a zongzi.

On this hot day, you can imagine how much you have to suffer.

Then he moved on to save the next person.

In the end, the people who died because of the car accident seemed to be tragic at the scene, but they were still very few.

After all, this is the 35th year of the Victory Evil Calendar, and the people who have survived until now are all a group of people with more outstanding physique, will, and luck, and they have also practiced various circulating meditation methods and boxing techniques, and they react quickly.

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Meanwhile, Vault 364.

After fighting for two days and two nights in a row, on the morning of July 10, Fan Bei watched with satisfaction as his mental power reserves grew to a relatively safe value of 535 points.

The area of the agricultural area is not small, and there are thousands of cultivation tanks alone. A tenth of them are hidden evil.

Some only give 1 point, while others can give 3 points and 4 points, obviously because of the different types and qualities.

"It's good that there is a novice village, no, it should be said that the shelter itself is a novice village, otherwise, I would have hung up and wouldn't be alive now." Fan Bei shook his head, then yawned deeply.

He decided to go to bed, set an alarm clock, and woke up eight hours later.

Lying on the bed, full of expectations for tomorrow, Fan Bei closed his eyes, and a heavy sleepiness immediately swept into his mind.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a "Wang" sound coming from outside the bedroom door.

Dog thing, your system dad wants to sleep, don't bark blindly.

With such a thought, Fan Bei immediately fell asleep.