"And you don't even understand the meaning of 'self-blame'... But one hypocrite after another called them... Actually, you don't deserve to say that about them at all. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The killer and Jiang Hai were not on the same channel at all, Jiang Hai looked up, a trace of helplessness flashed between his eyebrows, and he realized that he couldn't communicate with each other at all.

"If you don't understand, send me back, right?" As he spoke, Jiang Hai shook the sword in his hand.

"Okay, okay, this is sent, this is sent."

Faced with the threat of death, the killer decisively chose to compromise.

Although Jiang Hai felt that the other party was disgusting, vicious and bad, he had no intention of killing the other party, not because he was pitiful to the murderer, but because he felt that killing the other party was meaningless, and it would only make the company needlessly reduce one more fantasy.

And it's too cheap to kill the other party, this naturally evil person has already been punished - he can never return to human society, he can only become an anomaly and become a tool of the company's production capacity, this is the punishment he gets.

Moreover, Jiang Hai is not a judge, he does not think that he can judge the boundary between good and evil, or rather, he does not feel that the balance in his heart can always remain just.

Although the evil done by the murderer is indeed innumerable, it is good to leave the matter of judging the evil to someone else, Jiang Hai just wants to be an ordinary person, run out of this ghost place as soon as possible and then spend this life ordinarily.

At least Jiang Hai thinks so at this moment, but the reality will not be satisfactory, and sooner or later he will go against his original intention.

Just when the killer wanted to send Jiang Hai away, Jiang Hai suddenly stopped the other party.

"Wait, give me that hammer of yours."

The killer's already pale face became even paler, but at this time, Jiang Hai took out his sword again—the sword that belonged to the murderer.

Finally, the killer gritted his teeth, the hammer was a part of his body, the full power of his fantasy core...... But it doesn't seem to be much compared to his life.

Although Jiang Hai didn't want to judge the evil, he didn't have a little psychological burden to blackmail the wicked.

The killer turned his arm and head into a hammer and "sent" it to the other party, and then the one-armed headless giant sent Jiang Hai out of his world, bringing Jiang Hai back to reality.

——

The woman in the white robe sat at the top of the city with her hands in her pockets, her feet dangling in the air and shaking her legs, overlooking the empty city.

At this time, Jiang Hai had left this world, and she had no point in continuing to stay here, but something in this world evoked the woman's memories.

"The research failed and we ended up with nothing to change."

The woman thought of the failed study.

The research was mainly for the healing of the soul, and the promotion of medical progress was a secondary purpose, and although some progress was made, it still failed to shake the medical system of the city, and the poor still did not have access to good medical care.

As for soul healing, the failure was obvious - otherwise she wouldn't be here.

Looking at the empty city, the woman sighed heavily.

"The fantasy world of the abandoned murderer, the focus is on the word 'remorse'."

"Remorse is the regret of researchers, and hate is the hatred of murderers. They combine with each other to form Remorse, the weapon that the little guy has taken away from this anomaly. ”

"As for why the little guy only sees [Koukoukou] in this world, but not those researchers, it's because..."

The woman suddenly moved to the room where the killer first noticed Jiang Hai, which was full of corpses, and the strong smell of blood and the rancid smell of corpses polluted the breath here, and this was the tragedy that the killer kept creating - where his obsession lies.

The corpses in front of them were the researchers who hadn't appeared.

The killer hated the researchers who experimented on him and brutally tortured them to death over and over again, and the researchers regretted what they had done and were forced to bear the wrath of the killer here, dying over and over again to bear the torture.

The pathological connection between the two constitutes the reason for the existence of this anomaly world.

The woman allowed everyone to express their most sincere feelings, but she didn't care about the consequences, so she didn't stop the never-ending slaughter, even if it was her familiar face that died.

Her face was very complicated, and she finally left this sad place.

"Who hath hath not repented?"

"After remorse, you can discover your true self – just like me now."

"O past me, your existence is so alien to me now, so false. Wait for me, little one, and I will eventually bring out the most sincere emotion in your heart—to know the purest self. ”

"I will recognize you before you are destroyed."

——

Rubeus Pearson emerges from the nest and finds himself in an abandoned research institute on the outskirts.

The finisher he hired cleaned up the clockwork monsters that roamed the area, and he waded through the monster's blood and went straight to a room in the depths, laboriously opening the heavy door and stepping into the darkness, where he remained silent.

Here, countless researchers with ideals are buried, and they are unwilling to sink into this almost desperate silence and resist... But in the end, they were either crushed by the sin in their hearts and ended their lives, or they died in the purge, and now, he was left alone to live in the world.

Rubeus closed his eyes.

"Hey, old man, it's time to go." An impersonal voice reached Rubeus's ears.

The finisher urged impatiently, the smell of monsters will attract monsters, there will be more and more monsters going here, and there will even be those that even he will find troublesome, if there is no old man, he can naturally come and go freely, but because he has to protect his employer everywhere, and his employer only pays a deposit, so he can't die.

"Please wait a little longer, I will definitely do my best to help you fight for the right to live in the L nest, please give me a little more time..."

Finally stopped urging Ruber, and slashed two clockwork monsters close to the institute with a backhand sword.

Even if he has great strength, he can't get the right to live in the L-nest for some reason, but this bad old man who is not old and decrepit is born into a high-ranking nest, and he doesn't know what to do in such a dangerous place as the suburbs.

However, other people's affairs have nothing to do with him, and he is not interested in asking more, he and the old man are only hired and not friends. Now he has found a safe place to live, and he and his wife have married in a magnificent house, living in such a romantic and musically filled place.

But for the sake of the unborn child, he still wants to fight for the right to live in the nest one last time. But on the contrary, his wife wanted to wash her hands and live in peace as soon as possible, even if she didn't get the right to live in the nest.

At this moment, Rubeus let out a long sigh and left the place where he was buried.