Chapter XV. Decisions

The stone wall in front of him was constantly moving, and the bricks on it moved nimbly to the left and right - the scene reminded Jack of the old Harry Potter movie he had seen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But unlike the moving stone wall in the movie, the stone wall in front of you does not rely on magic, and the sound of a small collision from the silence reveals its essence, and behind the stone wall, there is some kind of sophisticated mechanism that controls the entrance.

The man who buried the treasure was very clever, and he used special construction methods and special terrain arrangements to make the wall first enter the blind corners that people tend to ignore, and then make his thickness look different from the reality. The whole mechanism did not use any magic magic, but used a blinding method similar to the Bagua Array, so that all the people who came to explore the treasure did not notice it.

The secrets of this stone wall may have been more difficult to discover if the buildings were intact back then, but now that most of the buildings are decaying and crumbling, this broken wall is neither high nor low...... Well, it's still hard to find, if it weren't for Jack's humanoid electronic eye, even the Archmage of the Nine Rings would probably treat it as an ordinary broken wall, so he didn't care.

However, it was precisely because the treasure collector abandoned all magic and used a mechanism to arrange the entrance, so Jack, a magic novice, could come in handy, he just relied on [Star] to compare the size of the gaps in the stone wall, and after trying to knock, he easily found the "brick" that was used as a switch.

Sure enough, there are no treasures to be buried forever, only endless treasure hunters.

Looking back at the Assassin, who was already in a state of astonishment, Jack saw the expression he wanted to see in the Assassin's eyes.

Surprised!

Realizing that he had nothing to rely on anymore, the Assassin collapsed, he was cautious, cunning and powerful, and had no regard for life when it came to killing, but when it came to death, he looked no different from Jack.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" asked the assassin, holding back his mobilized heart, forcibly keeping his composure, uncertain.

"Sa~ who knows?" Safina laughed with white teeth, she turned around and glanced at Jack, "Our clever little mage has found the entrance to the treasure, what do you have to rely on now to stop us from killing you?"

"I know, I know that those who kill must have the consciousness of being killed, and those who act violently will eventually be killed by violence, but you can't kill me, the law of the council says that you can't kill people within the city limits, yes, Ban City is still within the confines of Ash City, you can catch me and send me to prison. As he spoke, the Assassin slowly backed away, knowing that there was little hope, but he still tried to escape.

"And then wait until you get out of prison to get revenge on us?" Safina smiled softly, as she approached the retreating Assassin. Her beautiful and gentle smile with her indifference to life brought great pressure to the retreating assassin's heart, "I'm really strange, little kitten, why didn't you think of such a question when you killed someone, why didn't you think of the law, thought of the mercy you are praying for now, tsk, how ridiculous, it is the thought you have been using, and now it is going to kill you!"

Safina flickered, and she easily grabbed the assassin by the throat, lifting him up like a cat.

The Assassin felt the pain of suffocation.

"Don't, don't, don't kill me......" The voice of fear was weak and trembling, and the assassin, who could no longer keep his composure, prayed in a panic, he also wanted to struggle, but he was not as lucky as Jack, and Safina's electricity completely deprived him of his mobility.

"You don't want to die, do you? Okay~" Safina threw the assassin to the ground, turned her pretty face to Jack, who was watching this scene, and said with a demonic smile, "Then, in order to comfort the little Jack who was almost killed, let him decide your life and death~" Saying that, Safina also blinked mischievously, as if to say to Jack [Look, I'm okay with you?].

"Uh," Jack paused for a moment, then said, "No, Safina, you can decide, after all, you caught him, and I didn't have any strength at all." ā€

"Stupid!" Safina glared at Jack, her little white hand tapping on his head, as if she hated iron but not steel, "Do you think I really want you to get your face back? I just want you to have a little experience in making choices because you haven't even killed anyone." You know, Jack, life is very heavy, and killing people is not as simple as you think, so this is an opportunity, and this is also a test that belongs to you. ā€

Jack was silent as he looked at the Assassin who had collapsed on the ground, and now he was in control of his life. Although the assassin was able to kill Jack in an instant, he was now the one on top, and a thrill of life and death paralyzed his soul, and he felt that the enemy in front of him was small and fragile, like an ant, worthless.

The plot of the refreshing story he had seen was swirling in his mind, and he felt as if he had become the protagonist like that, constantly getting stronger and killing wantonly. No matter if others despise me, laugh at me, insult me, scold me, deceive me, I will him, beat him, cut him, abuse him, kill his whole family.

Jack slowly raised the gun in his hand, he held the cold weapon, and felt that his heart seemed to become cold and strong.

"Da!" the non-existent trigger pulled, and the motionless muzzle of the gun woke Jack from his slump.

Only then did he realize that there were no more bullets in [Imitation Tiger-T107].

He saw the Assassin's face again in the hazy darkness.

The black cloth blocked his expression, but the Assassin's fear, despair, remorse, and the whole broken heart were revealed to Jack through his eyes.

Jack seems to see himself, his past and future self.

They will be equally desperate, equally afraid.

His heart suddenly understood, in many books, after the protagonist crossed over, he would quickly accept the values of the new world, become revered for the law of the jungle, become cold, bloody, and ruthless, and kill all their enemies on the grounds of eradicating the aftermath, even if only because they were humiliated.

This is undoubtedly a "smart" approach, because the dead are categorically incapable of creating a threat.

But this is not a kind of cowardice, a kind of narrow-mindedness, their hearts have fallen, they are full of fear of the new world, and they are full of worries about the infinite changes of the future.

It seems to be persistent and strong, but in fact paranoid and vulnerable. They have been changed by the world, changed by time-travel.

Jack slipped the gun back into his pocket.

He decided to say no to such a change.

"I'm still me, even though I've crossed over!" Jack muttered, "As an inventor, society has always adapted to me, and I will never, and cannot, compromise with this world!"

Stepping forward and kicking the assassin, Jack said coldly, "This is my revenge, although I have decided to spare your life, but don't think too much, you are destined to stay in prison for the rest of your life." Jack turned to Safina and smiled gratefully, "That's my decision, are you satisfied?"

"Of course I'm satisfied, whatever your decision is, I'll be satisfied, Jack. Safina smiled back, "You know, you will become stronger, Jack, I can see that you have a lot of potential, maybe you will become stronger than me, but because of this, I want you to know that life has weight, if you don't want to experience the indifference and loneliness of loneliness, you need a bottom line." ā€

"Anyway, thank you, Safina!"

"Okay, hurry up and call the eldest sister to listen, so that you can show your gratitude. ā€

Safina's nonsense suddenly relaxed Jack, who was in a slightly heavy mood.

"Forget it, what kind of underworld are you little girl pretending to be!"