《《《《《 ask for tickets, ask for collections, ask for a qiē. 》》》》》

Outside the rebel base, the rebels on guard looked at the appearance of Pesson and asked, who are you, this is a private territory, and we do not welcome outsiders.

My name is Peston, I'm a friend of Patrichi, and I'm going to see Gigan.

Get out of here, we don't have anyone named Gigan, get out of here right now.

Is it! Peston looked at the two rebels in front of him and smiled noncommittally.

What do you want! The rebel raised his gun and shouted at Peston as he approached.

Go in and find someone. After Peston finished speaking, he grabbed the barrel of the two guns with his backhand, and then crossed and dragged back, and snatched the gun over.

Holding a handful of M16 in each hand, Peston said to the two of them at gunpoint, I am here to find someone, I don't want to kill anyone, now take me to see Jigan, otherwise you can think about the consequences.

The two rebels looked at Pesterton's cold eyes and glanced at each other, all right, but we can't guarantee that the head of Gigan will be inside.

Peston nodded, then threw the gun to the two, I said, I'm here to find someone, I'm not your enemy.

The two rebels saw that their guns had been returned, and they believed Peston's words, because this base was a hidden base, and outsiders did not know that such a place existed for a short time, and the two guards of Patriji had seen it and knew that this person was a friend of the leader of Geggan.

Led by two guards, Peston walked inside. After the three of them passed through a long hallway, Peston came to an iron door.

Stop, what kind of person is he. The four rebels guarding the iron gate, seeing that there was one more stranger, raised their guns and asked Pesterton.

One of the rebels who brought Scared Ston over smiled and said, Don't worry, he's a friend of Patriji, and he's here to find the leader of Grigan.

Hearing this, the gun-raising rebel frowned, and reprimanded the two of them, nonsense, this person is of unknown origin, you dare to bring him in! I think you two are crazy. After saying this, the thin man looked at Pearson, and then said, "Friend, I don't care whose friend you are, but if you want to see our Gigan leader, you must pass an emotional test, otherwise we won't let you pass."

Sentiment test! How to measure?

We have a special device for testing emotional swings, and we can let you go as long as you confirm that you are not an emotionless churchman.

Yes, I'm here to find Gigan, and I hope you can let me meet him after I've been tested.

The skinny guard nodded, and then led Peston to a nearby hall.

Peston, who came to the hall, sat down on an iron chair under the instruction of an old man, and then the old man used the rigid ring on the chair to fix Peston's hand and body.

What do you want to do! Peston said as he saw himself tied to a chair.

The old man listened, connected a piece of wire to Pesteron's hand, and persuaded him, young man, don't worry, we are just in case, as long as you pass the emotional test, we will never embarrass you.

After seeing that Peston was no longer struggling, the old man turned on the switch of the instrument, young man, you have to think in your mind about the memories you least want to remember, or recall your best memories. We're going to rely on this to test whether you have emotions or not.

Peston nodded, then closed his eyes and remembered his own qiē.

Sand, sand, sand, sand. As Pesson recalled, the pointer on the chart was on paper, oscillating from still to nowhere. The hard training in the church, the look in his wife's eyes when she parted, Patrigi's death, Mary's madness, and the blood on her own hands.

As he recalled, the expression on Pesson's face grew richer and richer, and the lines on the paper became more and more chaotic. Seeing this phenomenon, the rebels on the side put down their guns.

Okay, he's qualified. With this, Peston opened his eyes and looked at the man who appeared.

The man in the cyan costume opened the iron ring on the chair and said to Pesterton, "It's good to meet you, the former emotional criminal killer, the cold Peston priest. Now I'm going to congratulate you on your return to emotion, by the way, introduce yourself, I'm Gigan, and I'm the new leader of the rebels.

Peston looked at the man in front of him who called himself Jigan, and after a while, he spoke, I want to know the meaning of my life, and I want to know what this qiē is for, Mary said you can give me the answer, so I came.

Yoshigen smiled and nodded, then let everyone in the room out. Gigan looked at only Peston and his room, and asked him rhetorically, can you tell me the meaning of your previous life? Why were you alive before?

Peston listened, thought for a while, and said, I live and live to defend the continuation of such a great society. It is for the peace of mankind.

Gigan shook his head, you are living to continue your existence, that is just the cycle of life and not the meaning.

Payston listened and asked Gigan, what about you? What are you for?

Yoshigen pointed to his heart and said, "It's for feeling, so that more people can feel, not like a machine to survive, and language peace."

Feel!!! Is it really that important to feel? Peston looked at Gigan in confusion.

Gigan replied firmly, yes, feeling emotion, emotion and breathing are equally important, without feeling, without love, without anger, without sadness. Breathing becomes a swinging clock. So what we need is emotion, not what the church calls Passian.

Pesson, think about your past, when you were like a machine, a killing machine that was fooled by the church. If you don't have emotion, you won't have any touch, cold-blooded, ruthless, and don't know pity. Those days were like programs written into a computer, boring and boring.

Peston thought back to the memory in his mind and said hesitantly, then what should I do?

Yoshigan points outside, to feel, to feel the qiē you have received, and the desire of your heart. And when you understand a qiē, we'll meet again.

Peston looked at the smiling Gigan and nodded blankly, then walked out of the rebel base.

In the time that followed, Peston spent every day looking at the people around him and the emotionless people around him. Slowly, he felt lonely. Yes, that kind of loneliness is like staying alone on an island, and these emotionless people around you are like the lonely rocks on the island, cold, heartless and lifeless.

Slowly, Peston felt depressed and began to take time off work on the grounds that he was not feeling well, in order to refuse the killing mission from the church.

Peston, who was at home at night, came to his son's bedroom, and looked at the sleeping child, Peston showed a sweet smile. Peston sat in front of his son's bed, looking at the picture of a family of four placed on the bedside and fell into deep thought.

Pesston, who slowly woke up from his contemplation, hesitated to open the drawer in front of the bed, and in the open drawer, there were two Passian syringes, which belonged to Pesson's son and daughter. Looking at the two syringes, Peston took them in his hands and hesitated.

Dad, what are you doing? Peston's son, looking at him with sleepy eyes.

Peston opened the syringe, looked at the needle inside and said, Well, it's nothing, I'm looking to see if you are here, take the medicine according to the church's regulations.

Oh, that's it! So are you relieved now? The son asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Perston showed a sad expression on his face, and smiled reluctantly, Yes, I am relieved.

Pesson's son rolled over and said, Good night, Daddy. I'm going to church tomorrow for training.

Peston looked at his son, who had turned away, and finally put down the syringe. This is not because Peston is cold-blooded, but because his son is still young, he is afraid that the child will not be able to control his feelings well. In this way, if the church finds out, the son who did not take the medicine will definitely be killed by the church.

Peston put the syringe back in the drawer, stood up and walked out of the room.

Daddy, just as Peston was about to walk out of the room, his son stopped him.

What's up?

Dad, I was in the training room today and I saw someone crying. Do you think I should report him to the church?

Peston listened, looked at his son's clear eyes, and finally he nodded sadly, yes, you should go to church and report him.

With that, Peston strode out of his son's room. When he came out, he went back to his room and cried loudly. He hated himself, hated his incompetence and weakness. That night, Peston dreamed again of his wife, of the eyes of her parting, and of the unwavering eyes of her children.

Early the next morning, Diggs came to Peston's house, sir, the church asks you to go to a rebel factory, where we have found a rebel stronghold, where there are hundreds of rebels and strong firepower, and the church has asked us to come and support.

Peston shook his head when he heard this, I said, I'm sick, you better go by yourself.

Diggs looked at him playfully, really? Sir, you have not participated in the church's liquidation mission for six months, and this mission was personally ordered by Vice President Dupen, so I think it would be better for you to go.

Looking at Diggs's serious expression, Peston finally nodded, since it is the order of the vice chairman, of course I will not shirk it, let's say, when will we go.

Diggs shook the car keys in his hand, if you're okay, now we can go, my car is outside.

When he arrived at the stronghold that Diggs was talking about, Peston froze. Because this is the place he was here last time.

How is the soldier doing inside now? Diggs asked the soldiers on the chariot, sir, we have surrounded them.

Very well, tell everyone, just say that Chairman Dupon has an order to kill all these rebels on the spot. After Diggs finished speaking, he turned to look at Peston, they can't run, sir, now it's up to us. Otherwise, the credit for all this will fly.

Peston followed Diggs inside, and all the rebels who appeared along the way were killed by Diggs. Watching a rebel fall to the ground, Peston turned to Diggs and asked, "Do you really like killing people so much?"

What the? Diggs asked Peston after killing one man again.

I said, do you like killing people so much?

Diggs turned around when he heard this, and said seriously, Sir, this is our task. You are now a high-ranking priest with a reputation for it, and you can stay at home with disdain for these things, and enjoy the benefits that your status brings you. But what about me???

I'm nothing, so I cherish every single one of them, and the tasks given to me by the church are because I want to get ahead, and I want to be successful, not to be someone else's sidekick. Do you know? I've always wanted to use your savings to make my career happen, but you've been at home like a turtle for six months, do you know how I got over these six months?