In the long silence, Huai Shi did not speak.

He vaguely understood what the philosopher meant, but he felt it because of it...... Faintly unpleasant.

Can't tell.

"I have felt despair, great despair, for this foolishness of refusing to think, Mr. Huaishi. ”

The philosopher still recounts: "I felt like I was being locked up in a black box, breathless, and every walking dead around me made me feel a wave of fear and anxiety."

Have you ever been to Constantine in Rome? I think it's probably the same with any big city, Cairo, Yorkshire, Yenching or Jinling or Kyoto...... Every time I walk in it, I can feel a loud bang as if some machine is running.

As I rubbed shoulders with expressionless numb faces, I felt as if I had stepped into the body of a giant beast - there was some kind of gravitational pull pulling at me, making me go deeper and deeper into it, not allowing me to escape, but leaving me there, trying to turn me into something like everyone else, a part that could be replaced at any time, a dispensable cell in a social system.

Like a slave, he gives up thinking, silently obeys the collective, annihilates himself, and becomes a numb machine.

Until one day, I felt, I couldn't stay there. ”

The philosopher told Huaishi: "I must flee, I must leave from there, so I took a train, gave up all my possessions and possessions, and began to wander in desperation until I came here." ”

"I gotta say...... You may just be overthinking. ”

Huai Shi scratched her head, incomprehensible.

"Really?"

The philosopher calmly asked, "What if I were to change the analogy? If you exchanged Constantine for the sea of silver, and wandering for sublimation, would you be able to understand?"

Huai Shi was stunned.

I finally understood where the unhappiness in my heart came from.

"Why should you be so contemptuous of the way others are trying to survive, Mr. Philosopher?"

Huai Shi asked rhetorically: "Is there a person who is willing to become a machine? For some people, becoming that kind of machine is even a happiness and peace that cannot be sought."

Why bother to comment on everything from above after liberating yourself?

Too arrogant, right?

According to your theory, "you can never prove that someone else is self-aware, that is...... Is there always only yourself in your world?"

"I didn't say that was absolutely right, did I?"

The philosopher was not annoyed, but smiled pleasantly: "It is a pleasure to see you refute my theory through thought—there is nothing more pleasant to me." ”

“......”

Huai Shi was stunned.

Absolutely, how long has this big brother been pitted by his soul ability, and he is so happy when he meets someone who raises the bar with him?

Huai Shi has the urge to 'bring a little junior brother' to him Amway Internet celebrity big V, and always feels that he will be very happy with the Lin family's bar spirit Xiaojiu...... It's just that the cabin in the forest probably doesn't want to waste time on this kind of loss-making business, right?

The philosopher doesn't care if others agree with his ideas and theories, he even seems to be living in a lonely world.

Indifferently playing stand-alone machines, and not playing games with others.

Huai Shi felt a pang of pity and fear for such a life.

What kind of hell is that?

"The moment I became a sublimator, my life was changed, Mr. Huaishi, I still don't know if this change is good or bad, but this is the answer I give you. ”

The philosopher said solemnly and solemnly: "Man is a creature that must think in order to feel his own existence and life."

He who refuses to think is not alive, at best, he just exists.

And it is through this will born from thinking that the sublimator proves his existence to the world, isn't it?"

He said, "In my opinion, the sublimator is the victor who has not been assimilated and worn out by this world. In other words, in a way, the people who have overcome this world. ”

So categorically and arrogantly said the conclusions from himself.

I don't care if other people agree with it, and I don't care if Huai Shi can accept it.

He had already put his answer in front of Huai Shi.

Without saying anything, Huai Shi got up and said goodbye.

The philosopher did not go any further, but sent him all the way out the back door of the school, and suddenly said, "I am sorry that you have come from afar as a guest, and I am sorry that I cannot do my landlord's friendship, but at least let me do a small favor, how about it?"

Huai Shi looked over blankly.

I always feel like I've never heard this before.

Why do you Indonesian sublimators like to do others a favor so much?

Then he saw the philosopher fold the paper bag of food, put it in the garbage can, and wave his hand to the people on the side of the road.

Then, an off-road vehicle drove up from the end of the street.

Huai Shi froze in place.

It was clear that he had borrowed the car from Ali, but now it has a new look, not only the front and rear pothole bumpers have been replaced, but even the scratches on the car have been touched up.

The mud and dirt on the car were all cleaned, and the tires were replaced with brand new.

The car door opened, and a sturdy middle-aged man jumped down, then dragged out a bag that was still wriggling from the open trunk and pulled it in front of Huai Shi.

The bag opened, and the bloodied man crawled out of it.

One of his arms had been severed.

As if he had been tortured, he wanted to cry, but when he saw the philosopher beside Huai Shi, he was stunned, trembled, knelt on the ground, kowtowed frantically and begged for mercy, and muttered in an Indonesian dialect with trembling in his mouth.

The philosopher pointed at Huaishi, and the man turned around, kowtowed to Huaishi and begged for mercy, choking and crying.

Huai Shi had already begun to doubt her eyes.

He looked blankly at the lost car, then at the philosopher, and couldn't understand what was happening.

"Are the local gangs so polite?"

"yes, it's already under the remediation, right?"

The Latin teacher of the aristocratic high school calmly said: "Everyone is a person who is willing to listen to the truth, and it is not difficult to teach them the correct way of life. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and said something to the person who was driving, and the sturdy man bowed his head respectfully, stepped forward, bent over, and then held Huaishi's car keys in front of the young man with both hands.

Until now, where can Huai Shi not understand the situation?

This guy next to him, where is the philosopher, it is clearly the godfather of the local Indonesian gangster...... I don't know if the gangster godfather here can only be his son.

With such a secret and terrifying soul ability, it is not difficult to organize this group of guys at all. It's better to say that with his evil thinking and eccentric personality, he won't have any scruples about doing this kind of thing at all.

"There is one thing I say in what you said, and I agree, Mr. Huaishi. ”

The philosopher looked at him and told him calmly: "I have no right to look down on those who live to the fullest...... But sometimes when you're faced with these moths and wild dogs that are worse than living corpses, why don't you let me make them better? At least it won't hurt more people, won't it?"

Huai Shi looked at him deeply.

He does not doubt the authenticity of the philosopher's language.

At least he's still standing here.

This proves that under the watchful eye of the Astronomical Society, the philosopher is a person who is harmless to the present situation, and has not even disturbed the local social order—and perhaps even develops into a collaborator and informant, after all, his abilities are too convenient.

"But, it's just stealing a car, so you don't need to cut off his hand, right?"

Huai Shi lowered her head and stared at the embarrassed car thief on the ground.

Even if you are angry about being stolen from a car, it is only to the extent that you want to make the car thief suffer from border dysentery.

"Actually, I've already dealt with it lightly. ”

The philosopher sighed helplessly and shrugged his shoulders: "There is no need to treat me as the kind of black hand who treats human life like a mustard, Mr. Huaishi, I asked him to come over, but I planned to intercede with you."

After all, most of the time, the anger of the sublimator is too exaggerated for ordinary people. ”

As he spoke, he raised his leather boots, kicked the car thief on the ground, and shook his head coldly: "No matter how disgraceful this guy is, no matter how embarrassing he is, after all, he is also the father of two children, and I can't watch those two children become orphans."

He offended the Sublimators, offended the Forestry Society, and at the same time angered the Astronomical Society, but cutting off a hand was already too biased for him. ”

You know, a good-tempered sublimator like Huai Shi who has no shelves is simply rare. If you meet a guy with a bad personality, it is not impossible to find the door and kill the whole family afterwards.

The philosopher brought him here, and it was this forgiveness from Huai Shi that he sought.

In the silence, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh.

"I finally know why you're called a philosopher, not an educator. Suddenly, he said, "Has anyone told you that you are not really good at being a teacher?"

The philosopher was stunned.

Then I saw Huai Shi pull out the knife, and the knife was bright.

"Education is not the same as training animals," he said. ”

In the sudden silence, Huai Shi bent down, held down the car thief, brutally cut the wound on his arm that had just healed again, picked up the debris embedded in the wound, and finally picked up the severed hand in the bag.

The mountain ghost's vitality entered it, and he pasted two layers of silver-blood potion on the section of the wound, and he threw the arm back into the arms of the car thief.

Put away the blade.

The man who stole the car was stunned for a long time, and his pale face finally looked better, as if he was relieved, but then he couldn't help but scream.

Because Huai Shi's fingers were pressing on the broken part of his arm.

It so brutally awakened his gradual paralyzing pain.

It made him convulsed in pain.

This is the lesson that should be left to you, not because you offended anyone or a huge organization, but because you made mistakes. ”

Huai Shi looked down into his eyes and told him word by word:

"No stealing, you know?"

The man who stole the car nodded frantically and pleaded.

But it wasn't until he couldn't breathe that Huai Shi let go of his fingers and slowly got up.

"Take him to a good hospital. Huai Shi said to the philosopher, "If you take it back now, it's still too late." ”

The philosopher was stunned for a moment, as if confused: "Is that all?"

"What else?"

Huai Shi asked rhetorically, staring calmly at the philosopher: "I am not a sublimator to cut off other people's hands when I am angry. ”

"Looks like I've done something superfluous?"

The philosopher shrugged, "I apologize if I upset you." ”

Although the apology is not sincere.