Stockholm syndrome is also known as hostage syndrome. The earliest recorded case was in 1973, when two criminals kidnapped four bank employees after an attempt to rob the largest bank in Stockholm, the Swiss capital.

After a 130-hour stalemate with the police, it finally ended with the gangsters giving up. Months later, however, the four abducted staff members still show sympathy for the kidnappers, refusing to charge the criminals in court and even raising funds for their legal defense.

They all said that they did not hate the kidnappers, but were grateful for their care and did not hurt them, and they were all hostile to the police. One of the female clerks even fell in love with one of the convicts and became engaged to him while serving his sentence.

Human nature will succumb to violence, it will come from the heart, and it will really succumb to what threatens one's life.

The most basic human needs are to live, which is food and water. Just as humans can tame animals with food as bait, humans are inherently immune to this. In the case of life in the hands of others, the small favor gained by obeying the gangster will slowly be transformed into gratitude to the gangster, and even a kind of worship. After a long time, there will be an illusion that the safety of the gangsters is my safety, and I will subconsciously stand with the gangsters.

And Ling Yumeng was undoubtedly in such a situation at the moment. Under the pressure of survival in such a post-apocalyptic world and the double torture of those two scumbags, she had already had a complete mental breakdown and was deeply dependent on them.

After Ling Yumeng got dressed, Zhuang Yichen took her out of the room and asked her to live in the next room first.

"Don't you really want to kill him, okay, I beg you, let him go." Ling Yumeng walked out of the room, still begging Zhuang Yichen uneasily.

"Well, I won't kill him" Zhuang Yichen said impatiently, and settled her next door, leaving her some food and water by the way. Closing the door, Zhuang Yichen gave an order to the Sinking Demon Skeleton, and then sat alone on a small shabby sofa in the hall.

The Sinking Demon Skeleton entered the original room, and after a while, two dull bangs came out, and Zhuang Yichen knew that the two scumbags had been completely sent to the West Heaven by the Sinking Demon. He lit a cigarette and smoked in silence.

The cigarette was taken out from those two scumbags, Zhuang Yichen had no habit of smoking, but now he couldn't suppress it and suddenly wanted to smoke, he kept smoking one after another.

"Hahaha, you monster, no one will be grateful to you"

"Please, don't kill" him, I volunteered. ”

The words just now still echoed in Zhuang Yichen's mind. He didn't know what kind of thing human nature was, and he didn't have time to pretend about these meaningless things. He just felt a little confused, a little confused. The cigarette case was soon empty, and most of the packs of cigarettes in it were smoked by him one after another. The smoke lingers between your fingers and then inhaled deep into your lungs, and so on and so on, and it looks boring.

But this very boring little action inexplicably calmed his mood a lot.

After emptying the cigarette case, Zhuang Yichen pushed open the door of the room and looked at Ling Yumeng. She had fallen asleep on the bed with her clothes on, and the water and food on the table had not touched at all. Seeing that she was already asleep, Zhuang Yichen gently closed the door, then released the Sinking Demon Skeleton to stand guard, and went to another room to start cultivating.

Night soon fell, and Zhuang Yichen, who was immersed in cultivation, also woke up. He checked the source of magic power in his body, and was surprised to find that the cultivation in this moment was actually greater than the usual harvest of cultivating all night. Combat is indeed the fastest way to grow.

He stood up and pushed the door open again and went to Ling Yumeng's room. Ling Yumeng had already woken up, and was gobbling up what Zhuang Yichen had given her on the bed at the moment. Seeing Zhuang Yichen coming in, she hurriedly raised her head and asked eagerly, "What about them, are they awake now?" ”

"They won't wake up again." Zhuang Yichen glanced at her lightly and said calmly.

"Why? You killed them? You said you'd let them go! Why doesn't talking count! Ling Yumeng suddenly shouted excitedly.

"yes, I'm going to let them go. But it's the monsters out there who kill them, what does it have to do with me? Besides, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about the requirements? Zhuang Yichen pointed to the Sinking Demon Skeleton behind him and said sarcastically.

"Ah~! You devil! I'm fighting with you! She screamed and threw herself at Zhuang Yichen, but halfway through the rush, she stopped.

"Fight, it turns out that you are so not afraid of death." The gun in Zhuang Yichen's hand was tightly pressed against her forehead, and he said lightly. Feeling the cold touch of the metal muzzle on her forehead, she froze for a moment, and then sat back down.

Seeing her sit back, Zhuang Yichen also withdrew the gun in his hand. He didn't want to blame Ling Yumeng, after all, in such a post-apocalyptic world, staying by the side of those two scumbags could at least live, even if it was just to live.

The scene fell silent again, and Zhuang Yichen was about to say something, when he suddenly noticed a slight sob.

The night was still so deep, and the room was pitch black. But in Zhuang Yichen's eyes, there was another scene. His night vision is really a very magical ability, no matter how dark the environment is, he can clearly see the appearance of things, even the colors are not too distorted, just a little dim and hazy, like a bright moonlight.

Ling Yumeng's shoulders trembled slightly, and he cried in a faint nasal voice: "I have been strong since I was a child, and I have always been the pride of our family since I was a child. Whether I was in elementary school, middle school, or university, I was the object of admiration in the eyes of others. ”

"What I hate most is men, and I hate women who rely on men. I reject all suitors, I just want to live a beautiful life. I thought I had to be the best at all times. ”

"However, but I have worked hard for ten years, I do things diligently, I don't please anyone, I work so hard, so hard, but I only do the position of a small supervisor." Her voice was a little heavier, her shoulders trembled a little more intensely, and the coat she was casually draped over slid down slightly, revealing half of her small shoulders.

In Zhuang Yichen's sight, her fair skin seemed to be covered with a slight luster, warm as jade. His heart also softened a lot inexplicably. A thirty-two-year-old woman let go of all her defenses at this time, and simply confided her inner grievances to him like a child.

"But now that the world has become like this again, I know that I won't live long before I will be eaten by those monsters.

"But I don't want to die, I really don't want to die. I'm so scared, woo woo ~~~" She kept sobbing in a low voice.

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