"Is life really precious?" the pseudo-saint asked another question.

Kevin was stunned for a moment, but replied according to the usual routine: "Yes, of course it is precious." ”

"No, I don't think life is very precious, there are too many lives, and they are too cheap," the pseudo-saint shook her head, "I think consciousness is precious. ”

Kevin frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded: "Kind of reason." ”

"Do you really think it makes sense?" the pseudo-saint smiled, "Then let me change the question, do you think that in the eyes of the general public, life is precious or consciousness is precious?"

Kevin was embarrassed for a moment: "This, I haven't investigated, I can't answer." ”

"Really? Then you can go back and try to investigate. "The pseudo-saint is very interested.

"Let's change the subject," Kevin really didn't want to discuss the philosophical issues, "as for the conjecture of burlesque, you think that this spell, even if it is successfully developed, will be a little different from the current light spells. Although they are all light spells, the results will be different because of the different rituals. So I want to ask, what's the difference?"

"It's useless to talk about this now," the pseudo-saint looked bored, and didn't want to answer Kevin's question, "Why don't we change the subject, do you think the form of 'human' is perfect?"

Kevin was helpless, out of respect for the powerhouses of the Holy Rank, Kevin still thought about it seriously, and then replied: "I don't know what the so-called perfection means, but for an atheist like me, perfection itself does not exist. ”

"Yes," replied the pseudo-saint, "the trachea and esophagus are together, and it is especially easy to choke to death when drinking water." Why do people have toenails? Isn't this a waste of vitality? And it's easy to get paronychia? Are the joints and muscles really reasonable?"

Kevin: "......"

"Why? haven't you thought about these questions?" asked the false saint.

"Well, I thought about it before. Kevin can only answer like this, in fact, Kevin's so-called before refers to when he was a child, when there were many problems and all kinds of whimsical. It's just that when I grow up, I don't think about it.

"Oh, what's your answer?" the pseudo-saint was interested.

"Ahem," Kevin coughed dryly, refreshed his knowledge in his head, and began to answer on the spot, "In religious terms, it was created by God, and there is nothing to say. And if it is a different point of view, there is the theory of evolution. It's just that the process of evolution is extremely slow, even in thousands or 10,000 years. Evolution itself is not necessarily in the right direction, but only changes passively according to the environment. ”

"Once evolution goes in the wrong direction, or at a certain time it was right, but after the environment changes, it becomes wrong again. At this point, there is no way to either patch it or degrade it slowly. Our current form should be in this period. Kevin replied casually, adding, "It's just a theory, it hasn't been proven yet." ”

"Very well," the pseudo-saint was pleased, and threw out another question, "Then, why don't we re-edit the people?"

Kevin: "......"

"We can adjust our eyes so that they have a 360° view like a lizard. Then we can retract our neck, because with a 360° view, turning our head becomes unnecessary. At the same time, the neck is the key point, and the key point is retracted, which is naturally safer. The pseudo-saint began to gush.

"The mouth can grow on the stomach, and you can directly spoon it into the stomach when you eat. If you don't have to worry about the esophagus, you won't be choked to death with your trachea. Speak as a ventriloquist. ”

"In this way, the human body can save a lot of parts, and the omitted parts can be replaced with some useful things, such as one more eye and one more ear. Or you can get the woman's urethra out of the body so that the woman can also pee standing up. ”

Kevin: "......"

What Kevin didn't expect was that he also needed to wear an expression hat when he saw this kind of character. The mood at this moment can only be accurately expressed by the expression hat, but it's a pity that Kevin didn't bring it.

"What do you think?" I'm just going to say a train of thought," the pseudo-saint pulled out a pile of manuscript paper, "I'll show you this, I designed it." ”

"Eun, very nice and creative. Kevin could only answer subconsciously, although everywhere he looked, it was full of unknown strange creatures.

"Do you want it? I'll give it to you if I want it. The pseudo-saint handed it over very enthusiastically.

"Do you have a backup on your side?" asked Kevin.

"It's okay, I'm bored anyway. You can redraw. The pseudo-saint smiled.

Kevin nodded, and put it in his bag.

"A word of caution," the pseudo-saint suddenly became serious, "although these seem to be fantasy creatures, they are also carefully calculated. It cannot be disclosed to the public. ”

"Yes, no problem. Kevin agreed.

"Then do you have anything else to ask?" the pseudo-saint took out another pile of manuscript paper, "In addition to studying editors, I also have martial arts and spells that are extended from editors as the ontology. But these are more theoretical. ”

"Well, it's not early today, I'm going back. Kevin had to plan to slip away, otherwise he didn't know how long he was going to talk.

The pseudo-saint's face suddenly changed: "What's the matter?

"No, no, I'm mainly in school and something. Kevin could only pull up an excuse.

"Oh, will you come again next time?" asked the false saint.

"Come, I'll come often. Kevin replied.

The pseudo-saint put away the manuscript paper: "Okay, next time, I'll tell you about my new ideas." ”

"Eun, I'm looking forward to it. Kevin smiled dryly, already thinking about how to get out of here.

After a while, Kevin finally turned to leave, and when he went up the stairs, he was two or three steps along, and somehow, there was always a feeling of hair behind him.

Outside the dungeon, the prison guards were already waiting for him at the door: "How is it?"

"It's okay," Kevin walked out of the cave and calmed down, "I feel like she's just a little more broad-minded, why do you feel so afraid of her?"

The prison guard's face was heavy: "There used to be a prison guard, and after talking to her once, he committed suicide when he went back. ”

Kevin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously recalled the conversation just now.

"Friend, are you alright?" The prison guard couldn't help but be nervous when he saw that Kevin's face didn't seem right.

"I'm fine," Kevin waved his hand, "she's thinking too much...... How to say it, in short, ordinary people are likely to go crazy if they substitute into her rhythm. ”

"So terrible?" the prison guard was surprised, and at the same time looked at Kevin, thinking to himself, aren't you an ordinary person?

Kevin didn't say anything more, waved goodbye to the prison guards, and then entered the teleportation array and returned directly to the capital. When I got back to school, it was already late in the evening, and Kevin was asked where Kevin had gone, and Kevin just replied that he had gone to see the crows, and everyone had no suspicions.

In the middle of the night, Kevin was lying in bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling, his mind full of chaos. Although I know that it is not good for me to think too much, sometimes I can't help but think about it. Who the hell is the False Saint Maiden? How old is she? Why is she in prison? Is it really just a simple killing of another Saint Rank powerhouse?

Also, many of the theories she put forward are difficult for most people to accept, more like the theories of necromancers. The only difference is that the necromancer splices the dead corpse, in her words, to edit the strongest corpse. And she tries to edit the living. This is probably the difference between "life" and "death" that she asked in the first place.

In the eyes of atheists, the theoretical strongest state of light spells is so similar to the strongest state of necromancy. It's a real irony. But the question is not over yet, has she ever done an experiment? With the resources at her disposal as a Saint-level powerhouse, it is not too difficult to really want to do this kind of experiment, right? Probably.

Kevin thought for a moment, then pulled out the pile of drawings she had given him and flipped them over. Kevin suddenly felt as if he was looking at a child's graffiti, all kinds of "whimsical" and "unrealistic" works, but what was really scary was that she had gone through the most preliminary arguments. The drawings are also gradual, from not looking like people at first, to not looking like creatures at the end.

From an artistic point of view, Kevin has a hard time accepting that people are like this, and I believe that most people are also difficult to accept. The implementation of this plan in a short period of time is a fantasy after all, and even if a group does try, it will soon be overthrown by the "righteous" members of society.

"The team tried. Kevin thought of this and couldn't help but think about the recent problem with the church. What are they trying?

Kevin had imagined that if he did a week a week, he could improve his strength. But later it turned out that it was useless to pray every day, unless the whole world followed suit. This synchronization is not just a church synchronization, but requires a collective synchronization within at least one large area.

But the problem is that now that church is in a state of almost daily worship. What's the point? Is it just a fraud to raise donations? Or is it trying to increase fame?

Kevin thought for a moment, got up, changed his clothes, and decided to visit the church at night. Let's see what the hell is going on over there.

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