"Look! That old man is a slave for life!"

"God, he must have committed an unpardonable sin!"

"Bah! Deserve it! Dangerous people like this should be hung on the city wall and burned alive!"

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In this way, the two walked to the place where the car was parked one after the other, Lu Li suddenly stopped, turned around and asked thoughtlessly: "Do you regret falling to the end of now?"

Morse gently touched the red and swollen skin on his face, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Regret? No, I don't regret it, even if I go back in time and give me a chance to choose, I will still not hesitate to continue my research on the flame stone." You see, every alchemist is an explorer, seeker, and defender of eternal truth, even at the cost of his life. ”

"Then do you hate me for handing over the Flame Stone to the Guild?" Lu Li touched his chin and asked again.

"Why do I hate you?

It was I who first tempted you with the power of the Flame Stone, and you resisted the temptation and made what you thought was the right decision.

Maybe forty years ago, I would have hated you for ruining my life and ruining my research.

But now, I see everything and don't shift the blame to others anymore.

From the moment it was decided to study the Flame Stone, fate had already made all the arrangements. The suffering I am suffering at present is nothing more than a feast arranged by fate.

What I want to do is not to rebel, but to lose obedience to it, and to find the true meaning of life in it......"

In the end, the old man seemed to have really left his past behind, a free and easy smile appeared on his face, and he raised his head and looked at those who attacked him with words without showing weakness, and knew that he didn't think he had done anything wrong so far.

Perhaps deep down, the slave mark on his face was more like a badge of honor against the guild's brutal domination.

Lu Li couldn't understand this way of thinking that killed people without any psychological burden, and raised his eyebrows and questioned: "Are you sure you understand what fate is and what is the meaning of life?"

Moss stroked his gray hair and said confidently, "Of course I know!"

Destiny is the trajectory that runs through all life, whether you can change it or not, what you can choose and what you can't choose, are all part of destiny.

Many people think that fighting against fate and conquering fate is a manifestation of the strength of life, but I think that is just asking for trouble.

In the end, they will find that what they have done is just the result of fate.

So I never rebelled against anything, and since fate decided to make me a slave, then I would be a good slave. ”

"It's an interesting point, and I'm a little surprised to hear that from your mouth. As a philosopher once said, because of transience is the desire for eternity, because of humility is the desire for power, because of neglect will be like a mad dog barking wildly, trying to prove the value of one's existence. Now tell me, why are you so comfortable that innocent people are victims in the process of realizing your self-worth?" Lu Li said with a slight upturn in his mouth, very playfully sarcastic.

"I didn't feel at ease, I just looked at the death of life from a different perspective. I don't know if you've thought about it, but in fact, whether it's an animal or a human, it's a resource in the final analysis. If it's a renewable resource, why can't I use it? You see, the livestock and poultry, they are slaughtered every year to meet the human demand for meat, but no one ever thinks it's a problem. Morse defended himself.

Lu Li sighed helplessly and explained: "It's true that people are resources, but you can't treat your kind the way you treat animals. Imagine how you would feel if one day someone in power decided to force you to make a sacrifice?"

Without thinking, Morse replied, "If the sacrifice makes sense, then I will gladly accept it." Do you think that if you go to the heart of the elements to excavate, I will not be in danger? No, I am no different from those casual worker guards, all the same risking my life to explore the unknown, especially in the moment of the eruption, the Grim Reaper always follows around, until the last moment, no one knows who will die and who will survive. ”

"Damn! You're a typical high-IQ and low-EQ person! Forget it, whatever you want. Lu Li patted his head helplessly, indicating that he couldn't communicate.

He can see that the old man in front of him not only does not regard other people's lives as a matter, but even has an attitude of indifference to his own life.

In his concept, human life is just a string of cold numbers, but also a valuable consumable, and there is no need to get too entangled.

Perhaps from a utilitarian point of view, this view is fine, especially in times of war, when every country treats the number of adult male citizens as a resource and sends them to the front line as cannon fodder to be shot.

During World War II, the Soviet Union and Nazi Germany pushed an entire generation into a meat grinder, and very few survived to the end of the war.

However, Lu Li is not the Stalin who can shoot his own son ruthlessly, let alone the head of the Third Reich who is closely related and suspected of having mental problems, he is just a businessman who has climbed up from the bottom of society, although he has a little ambition now, but he is far from the extent that those dozens of lives are not taken seriously.

Morse didn't care about Lu Li's attitude, but still kept a smile and asked, "What are you going to do with me as a slave?" I can be a qualified teacher, a scholar, an alchemist, but I can't be a qualified absentee, a masonry, a farmer. ”

"Hmm...... Organize the knowledge system in your mind first, and then compile it into a book, and as for the rest, wait until I think about it. Lu Li hesitated for a few seconds and quickly gave an order.

To be honest, he didn't quite know what to do with an old man who was over the age of six, and he couldn't be as harsh as a real slave owner did with his slaves.

"Sort out your knowledge, no problem! That's what I'm good at!" Moss, with surprise in his eyes, readily agreed.

Although he lost the alchemy stone, he no longer has the ability of the royal great alchemist, but the knowledge in his mind has not disappeared, and he can leave it to future generations and leave his own traces in history......