"No, it won't work! You're just wasting your efforts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" He coughed up two more bits of black blood, and the jet-black blood exuded a disgusting fishy stench and a rotten stench.

He was not far from death.

It is death in the true sense, that is, he can't even maintain the current state of the walking dead.

"How do you know if you don't try?" his daughter tried to defend him, trying to encourage and cheer him up so that he could keep going.

However, at this time, he has no desire to survive, only the kind of reason that can be called self-abandonment, the reason that no longer cares about his own life.

It is precisely because of this kind of intellect that he will understand, very well that he can no longer live.

He knew this very well, better than anyone else, but how could outsiders see it? What kind of predicament he had fallen into.

They will only think that they can continue to live if they only need to work harder, which is simply ridiculous, as if they can live forever by keeping their breath and not dying of breath.

He hated it, he hated it very much, and it made him suddenly feel annoyed, angry, and impatient with everything around him for no apparent reason.

"I've been talking about it for so long, why don't you understand? I've already said it! It's not helped! It's not helped! Don't bother me anymore!" After saying that, he threw his daughter away.

Then, with a thud, it fell to the ground.

However, he only heard a thump, but he didn't feel himself falling, not even the cochlear movement coming from him.

What does that mean? He's gone to feel his own position.

There is no sense of touch, no smell, no taste, no sight, only hearing.

He felt like he was sleeping, he was really sleeping, but he could still hear the sounds.

"Don't you see what I'm in now? Take everything you can from me, and leave me alone, or you'll regret the time I've wasted." ”

When he finished speaking, it seemed that he was about to die completely, and his brain was chaotic and muddy.

He could feel his tongue numb, and although he could speak, he didn't know what he could say.

Because my tongue is numb, I don't even know if I have spoken.

Eventually, he lost consciousness completely.

In the midst of a chaotic brain, the curtain came to an end.

However, he heard a message before he died.

However, this message could not help him, because this message was not intended to help him, and his brain could only feel who was speaking to him at this time, and could hear what the words were, but did not know what it meant.

"Hey, you're a man. A young-sounding voice said. "I gave you a chance, but why is your will so weak? Is it true that your will is too weak to keep you going? Forget it, you're just a mortal after all. Maybe only someone like me can interfere with reality with his will, right?"

The voice sighed.

"Well, I don't think you understand it either, right? If I say that to you, maybe you'll just think that I don't know anything, and I'll just talk big things that you can't do at all, and then wait until you can't do it, and then make a big mockery. However, I'm really not that kind of person. ”

The voice paused for a moment, as if thinking about something.

"Maybe it's not you who should be chosen? It's the daughter next to you, and maybe after the ordeal, people will become stronger and stronger-willed. ”

"Okay, then do it, and I'll watch your daughter silently, just as I did to spy on you before. I would watch her, watch her achievements and potential. Let's see if she's qualified to revise my standards. ”

"Before, I was a little too much of a stretch. I think that only pure power is the dominant factor, but how can I be blamed for this? Right? Because you don't know the environment I'm in, that terrible environment, where those who have power have everything, and those who don't have power are suppressed at the bottom, and don't think about it for the rest of their lives.

A terrible world that relies on caste in the truest sense of the word. In this environment, even if I have willpower, it is not necessarily of any use, no matter how hard I try, I can't change the world that has been decayed to the extreme, no matter how many people I kill, there will be no change in the slightest. This desperation just proves my point. ”

"It also makes me think that this wrong view is correct. ”

"Even if I witnessed such a thing as cultivation with my own eyes, this kind of power that is enough to overthrow power, it only made me change my mind slightly, and made me start to pay attention to my will, but only a little bit. ”

"It is only now that I understand that the will is the decisive factor in the true sense! Maybe I am not looking for the warlords and princes who dominate the world, maybe those people have been tempered after fighting, but that is not what I want, after all, it is not what can prove my experiment. ”

"The people I'm looking for are probably people who are struggling at the bottom but haven't given up hope. ”

"Thank you for showing me a clear path, and I'll remember it. ”

After speaking, the source of this sound has disappeared, completely disappearing from this world.

"Oh, it's really strange, how could I talk so many things to a mere mortal?" Lin Qiguang smiled bitterly for a while, after a period of observation, watching people's struggles and reckless behavior, he seemed to understand something, and his anger had subsided a little.

But it's just a little lessened, and it's still a monstrous and terrifying anger.

It seems that if you don't agree with each other, you will immediately turn people over, but Lin Qiguang has now hidden it very well.

It looks no different from a suave person anymore. (To be continued.) )