Chapter 305: Reasons to Get Stronger
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Chapter 305: Reasons to Get Stronger
The old man thought for a moment and continued, "He will teach the dwarf how to make a pistol, and then help him make a pistol, and then train the short man to be a warrior who can use a pistol skillfully, and then let him and the tall man continue the previous battle." Pen Ć fun Ć Pavilion www. ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ ć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Well, isn't this the same thing as a hypocrite?" Bai Shuo rubbed his brows, it seems that the complexity of Nietzsche's personality is beyond his own imagination.
The old man nodded: "Well, that's the end of the average hypocrite." But if it were him, he would immediately help the tall man with a body armor to deal with the short man. ā
"Do you want help on both sides?"
The old man shook his head: "No, it's purely to make the two sides 'equal'." Give extremists weapons that can overthrow the government, and give those in power technology that can overwhelm those who resist. ā
"Give the weak a musket, but cut off the ......arm of the strong," the old man said slowly, "This absolute and distorted fairness is Nietzsche himself." ā
"The self-proclaimed 'untouchable light' of the sun."
After listening, Bai Shuo drank the black tea in the cup, chewed the tea leaves left out in the cup, and said with a frown after half a ring: "Crazy." ā
"And now? Is there still confidence to overcome? The old man asked, sipping black tea.
"It's getting worse and worse." Bai Shuo gently put down the slightly deformed silver-plated teacup: "This kind of person, it's better to disappear as soon as possible." ā
"Keep up the fighting spirit that I envy." The old man's voice was gentle and deep: "If there is such a day, I will personally go and witness the duel between you and him as a notary." ā
"There will be such a day."
Bai Shuo replied categorically.
When Bai Shuo returned to the Hope Team station again, it was almost time to rest.
Under the light of the main god, Changsun Wu, who had been flipping through the thick pile of information beside him, raised his head and showed a relieved look after seeing Bai Shuo's demeanor.
Without saying anything, he waved and smiled, and went back to his room to sleep.
And Ottoria, who was absentmindedly flipping through the books in her hands, raised her head and saw Bai Shuo's calm and gentle eyes, and wanted to say something.
"It's late, are you waiting for me?" Bai Shuo walked up to her, looked at Changsun Wu, who was yawning and was about to go to sleep, and asked, "I'm sorry for worrying you." ā
"I didn't ...... What the. Ottoria lowered her head and made a muffled voice.
"I'm fine, go get some rest." Bai Shuo patted her on the shoulder, feeling the vibration of her body.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He asked.
"Nope." Ottoria shook her head as if she was dejected: "IāI'm going to rest, too." ā
For Samsars, there is nothing better than the time after the mission.
When the mission is over, there are no more dangers or other unforeseen circumstances.
During these ten days, it is possible to enjoy this luxury, which even the king cannot buy, with the rarest of eases.
It's just that Bai Shuo leaned back on the chair in the room that looked a little old, and he couldn't sleep for some reason.
He closed his eyes and ran his fingers over the edge of the table, the familiar texture of which made him feel like he was back in the room.
Everything was familiar as if the bloody storm had not yet happened, and in the darkness he closed his eyes, locking himself in a small world like the blind man he had been a long time ago.
I don't know why, he can't relax in this long-lost feeling, he just feels empty in his heart.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the dark world was gone, but there was no color in any ornament in front of him.
There are no mood swinging colors, just a dead and hazy gray ......
He remembered how big the table was, what was on it, and how many layers of the refrigerator in the corner had been bought with great painstaking effort, and maybe there were vegetables in it that he had left behind before he came to the main god space.
Thirteen paces from the doorway to the edge of the bed, the cup was in the center of the bedside table, and the plates were folded and placed in the cupboard......
There is no need to think about it, everything has been engraved in the depths of the feeling with those dark seven years; Here, you can do anything well without even your eyes.
Remembering his past, he closed his eyes and got up from his chair, picked up the cup from the coffee table behind him, and then took three steps to the left before picking up the hot water bottle.
After shaking it, he could hear the sound of water inside, and after pulling out the cork, the temperature of the hot water came from the rising water vapor, and his arm tilted into the cup to pour still warm water. When the sound of the splash changed to a familiar rhythm, he put the thermos up and put the cork back in place.
There is no need to look at it, the hot water in the cup is exactly seven cents of the capacity.
He sat back down in his original place, holding the glass of water and smiled with a complicated smile.
What should I say? Even if he regained the light, he could not give it up completely.
The glass pressed closer to his lips and made no further movements, his movements froze, and he suddenly remembered the familiar laughter of a woman.
"It can't be like this anymore." He slowly put down the glass, opened his eyes to look at the hazy gray, and repeated: "It can't be like this." ā
This life has long passed, but what are you still remembering?
From beginning to end, I was a blind person who could not even face the world without the help of others.
Chen Jingmo has been relying on himself, but why hasn't he been relying on Chen Jingmo?
He had never lived in his room, sometimes under the light sphere of the main god, sometimes in Chen Jingmo's room.
He didn't like the hazy gray here, he preferred the boyish tones of Chen Jingmo's room, where there were white walls, pink decorations, and Chen Jingmo's black hair.
"Until now, it's still so fragile."
Leaning back in his chair tiredly, he looked up and sighed.
Without Chen Jingmo, he didn't even know how to move forward in the future.
Now that Chen Jingmo has left temporarily, he is still wandering in this state, which is ridiculous......
"At least you have to be a little conscious of facing the whole world."
He gently stroked the gray teacup: "I'm looking for the courage to face the world, and then I can get you back." ā
The gray teacup was like an old piece of furniture covered with a thick layer of dust under the friction of his thumb, and the gray fell and disappeared under the caress of his fingers, revealing the white porcelain and blue and white hidden under the gray haze.
Looking at the cyan pattern on the outside of the teacup with satisfaction, he nodded and smiled: "That's good." ā
In this main god space where there is no day and night to distinguish, Bai Shuo lit the dusty lamp in his room for the first time after seven years.
No longer rejecting the soft white light, he just lay lazily under the illumination of the light.
Because the seven years of darkness engraved in the depths of memory have long been illuminated by the girl who has temporarily left.
In the silence, Bai Shuo closed his eyes, and fell asleep after exhaustion.
In his drowsiness, he suddenly heard the monotonous ringing of the door, and he could even "hear" the slender and slender hand pressed against the door from the echo of the bell.
Enlisted in the army at the age of eighteen, four years of training, two years of border defense, and three years immersed in the war with the jungle guerrillas, Changsun Wu's hands were already covered with a layer of hard calluses, and when he entered the main god space, he was almost like a gorilla.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to go to the main god to have his hands plastic in order to knock on Bai Shuo's door, so who Bai Shuo was already clear in his heart.
Although the identity of the visitor was already clear at this time, Bai Shuo was still stunned for a moment after opening the door.
Outside the door, wearing wet golden hair, the girl was standing in front of the door wearing black trousers and a somewhat loose white shirt, and after seeing the expression on Bai Shuo's face, she lowered her head a little uncomfortably: "Captain." ā
It's been so long, but she is still not used to calling Bai Shuo's name, maybe she hasn't been able to find that opportunity, but it makes Bai Shuo a little helpless.
He looked at Ottoria's rare girlish outfit, "Didn't you go to rest?" ā
Ottoria smacked for a moment and replied in a low voice, "Can't sleep......"
"Hmm, psychological pressure?" Bai Shuo thought with some apprehension.
Hearing Bai Shuo's voice, Ottoria plucked up her courage, twisted her head and whispered, "Okay...... Go in ......."
By the end, the sound was too low to be heard.
"Huh?" Bai Shuo looked at Ottoria with some puzzlement and turned her head: "Louder, is your voice okay?" ā
"It's fine." Ottoria shook her head, her blonde hair shaking, "Can I go in and sit?" ā
Bai Shuo was stunned for a moment, then let go of his body: "Please." ā
Looking at the scene inside with some uneasiness, Ottoria mustered up the courage to walk in, Bai Shuo only smelled a scent with water vapor penetrating into his nostrils the moment he passed by.
Bai Shuo didn't have the habit of drinking tea, so he temporarily exchanged two packs of tea leaves like xx green tea that seemed to be very good and powerful from the main god, and the hot water was still a little, and when Bai Shuo put the teacup in front of Ottoria, her hair had already begun to dry slightly.
The curling water vapor rose, and Ottoria looked at the swirling tea leaves in the teacup, and did not speak, her face flushed.
"Is there a lot of psychological pressure?" Bai Shuo crossed his fingers, supported his chin, and looked at Ottoria, who was a little depressed.
He looked at Ottoria's expression with some sympathy in his heart. If you're usually strong, you're embarrassed to say it if you're under pressure, right? After all, it's a girl, and it is impossible to face these things every day, and the psychological pressure is not great.
Ottoria nodded silently, holding the teacup in both hands, and after a long time, she suddenly asked, "Captain, are you...... Why did you get stronger? ā
"Becoming stronger......" Bai Shuo didn't know how to answer this question: "Everyone wants to be stronger, right?" Get stronger, stronger, until you're strongest. ā
"There's no reason?" Ottoria raised her head and looked at him with puzzled eyes: "Even the purest purpose is justified, right?" ā
Bai Shuo looked at that gaze, unconsciously stunned, and muttered to himself: "Reason? ā
After a long time, he replied, "Probably because of ...... Fear it. ā