It's like a sudden nightmare.

It was already the afternoon of the next day, and my mind was forcibly stuffed with so many things that I fell into a groggy state. The moment I woke up, I subconsciously struggled to wash my face, the cold water seeped into every pore, and the irritation made my headache even worse, I propped my hands on the washbasin, gasping like a dehydrated fish snatching life and death, and my shoulders trembled because of the heaviness of supporting my head.

A large number of fragmentary memories are put together in fragments, scheming, scheming, treacherous, foresight of the future to see through the prophetic foresight of the human heart, violence and killing...... My eyes were gradually obscured by the floating crimson blood, there was never a word cruel in the primeval jungle, the unwilling resistance was cut in half by the car, the bones were scattered, how could the wails of women and children in my ears arouse more ferocious pleasure in my heart...... Is this the hero?

My heart beat worse than ever, and I was so uncomfortable that I wanted to dig it out of my chest. But...... Power would have been so tempting, stepping on the steps made of corpses and climbing to the very top, you can deprive anyone of their life and dignity...... Why can I feel that the vicious trampling on others at will release the hearty comfort and pleasure that comes from nature?

I slowly raised my head and began to smile at myself in the mirror. It turns out that the indulgence of suppressed evil desires is our true face that is covered, good and evil are twins, and life can be lived in a different way. Despot? There is no tyrant in the world, as long as you are willing to submit to me, of course I will stroke your head in a good mood, but it is only temporarily on your neck, and I can take it back at any time. The people of the ants were able to survive and pass on their ancestors, only because of their trembling appearance, in exchange for my good mood of pardon.

It feels ...... That's good, is this evil? This is the law of the jungle, if King Luo Dian can do it, of course I can. Will that leave a stinking infamy on history for 10,000 years? Funny...... History only remembers the names of the strong, you remember me, but do you remember the name of the woman who was hanged by me in the mausoleum? You only worship the victors, sing the praises of the domineering of the kings of the world, and are willing to kneel, can this depend on me?

……

My head didn't hurt anymore, my heartbeat and breathing gradually calmed down, I put hot water and washed my face again, this time very slowly, slowly, I planned to wash away the smile and useless kindness attached to my face little by little, get rid of that layer of hypocritical skin, and pursue the limit of human desire is my rebirth.

When I thought of Bai Lu, I suddenly wavered a little, and she ...... But is there really such a thing as love? It's just my luck to abandon the chaos from the beginning, and the palace struggle pet is the ridiculous pride of women curled up under the emperor, but aren't they all happy to fantasize about themselves as heroines who fall in love with power?

No one can stand up to a thorough dissection...... The evil in your human nature is not manifested, only because you are not yet capable of manifesting it, and you are temporarily wearing a despised mask, and now I am very different...... I get dressed, my mind keeps spinning, as long as I want, the future stock market futures of the world is in my memory, a few capital market operations can bankrupt a large number of rich people, Wall Street and the Rothschilds have wealth at their fingertips, billions of dollars are enough to carry out a coup d'état in a small country, to hell with your wisdom, the prophet is the one who will not fail to plan and then act...... It turns out that the future of the world can be like this.

I walked out of the door in a moment of excitement and aimlessness, and the wind blew my hot mind a little calm...... Is that right? The result of good and evil can really be a thought, one step to hell and one step to heaven, but where is heaven?

Approaching the corner, I sat down slowly in a chair on the side of the road. When I first regained consciousness, I was convinced that Silence would not harm me, and now I know that the crystals she sent me were not all...... It does not contain the complete life of King Luodian, who did not succeed in replacing me in the end, and a question suddenly flashed in my mind, if what I was thinking just now was evil, then did this evil come from the memory of King Luodian, or was it my contemptible humanity itself? Why do I suddenly feel that I can't tell the difference between King Luo Dian and I?

In front of the fruit stand in the distance across the street, the cry of Xiao Nizi woke me up from my contemplation. I know that it is not easy for their family of four, the poor couple is worried about the poor couple with a natural disability, and the neighbors, including me, often buy more fruit to help, even if it ends up rotting at home.

Xiao Nizi lives in a world without sound, she can't express her grievances in words, and can only respond to her mother's reprimand with a dumb cry, which sounds particularly heartbreaking to me. I suddenly decided to do something, money is not any problem, I give her a good future?

Yes, I can see her future, I can see her tears in the face of society, and I can see her smile when she gets married...... But if I had changed all that, she might have become a different person altogether, and her insatiable greed, her constant struggle with so-called success, and her down-to-earth happiness would be seen as mediocre...... I'm not God, and I can't change human nature.

Little Nizi finally stopped crying, she ran to the chair and stared at me with big eyes, and gave me a smile from time to time, and I gave her the same smile. I know that the child's mind is filled with a holy heaven, and compared to her heaven, adults are demons in hell.

I bought a lot of fruit as usual and carried it home, and then continued to sit in the yard in a daze until dark, and the confrontation between good and evil in human nature finally had an end.

…… If one day people know what I think, they should all thank Qin Weiguo. Qin Weiguo finally couldn't stop me from recovering my ability in fate, but he used his supreme wisdom to firmly plant the seeds of goodness in my memory, I won't bear to shed blood for what kind of hegemony, Qin Weiguo gave me a character who can't see Xiao Nizi's tears.

Qin Weiguo's real legacy is this. Compared with King Luo Dian and Little John, the weak Qin Weiguo has created an alternative prophet for our century, you can scold me for being weak and not daring to take responsibility, but because of this, my character does not contain a trace of aggressiveness, in my deepest human XJ battle, King Luo Dian still lost in the end, and Qin Weiguo won a big victory.

Okay, now I know what to do...... And it will work.