"The reason that is pushing you to continue now seems to be no longer just about having better conditions for yourself." Just as the tent was completely silent, the double voice of the coffee machine sounded again.

"The original intention was like this, but after gradually doing it, I unconsciously took more for myself."

"Is this self-defeating?"

"If I fail, that is. But if I succeed, then it doesn't matter if I live or not, I can help others live to die. Shen Yuezhi's mood was stable.

The coffee machine was silent for a moment: "Are there many people like you among humans?" ”

Shen Yuezhi suddenly became a little embarrassed, and his hands were a little at a loss: "There should still be a lot, everyone just lacks an opportunity to do it boldly." ”

The "......" coffee machine fell silent.

"If I succeed, will I change your mind?" Shen Yuezhi asked curiously.

"The people I observe are not just you, but a group of people centered on you and even the entire current situation, the spiders, the people above this city, are all covered by this."

"That's right." Shen Yuezhi understood.

"However, it may be true that your actions can be used as a reference."

Shen Yuezhi's face was happy.

While he still had doubts about the coffee machine, which claimed to have the ability to decide the survival of humanity, Shen Yuezhi still had a sense of awe for most things in this world.

The coffee machine is not difficult to talk to, and even when it does not involve too much depth in the topic, it is a very good companion to talk to.

Although it is only a coffee machine, it has a considerable degree of knowledge, and chatting with it is like facing a well-read and thoughtful netizen who is not well-known.

He didn't know what the coffee machine thought, but Shen Yuezhi still regarded him as a friend.

It may have dangerous ideas, but it would have been better if he had made a little effort to correct them.

"However, my origins are by no means 'good' in the human sense." The coffee machine is replenished again.

"My final judgment may still be inevitably biased towards the end of the destruction spectrum, and this world is not friendly to human beings. What would you think if I said that the world would be better after the destruction? ”

Shen Yuezhi shrugged his shoulders and said without hesitation: "Even if it's really better, most people definitely don't want to be destroyed. ”

"Ugly pleas and struggles can lead humanity to the other extreme, and people can only rely on mutual restraint to ensure that evil does not break out, but good intentions can only be spontaneous."

"Yes, but what can be done, human beings are just a group of ordinary but extraordinary beings."

"It's really remarkable that many reactions, such as physics and chemistry, have allowed human beings to stand on the earth." In this regard, the coffee machine gives a positive opinion.

"Do you have a companion?" Shen Yuezhi said curiously.

"Yes, they are also observing people in this city, but I am different from them, so I can't meet them for the time being."

"Why?"

"They interfere with my judgment, and I am the leader because I can look at you from a relatively objective perspective for the time being, but my people can't for the time being."

"They already have a stand." Shen Yuezhi wanted to understand.

"Yes, so I need to be more discerning about my thoughts." The coffee machine is calmly authentic.

After being silent for a long time, Shen Yuezhi suddenly found that the coffee in the cup had been drunk.

"Please refill the glass."

"Is it still black coffee?"

"Do you know how to get a latte?"

"It's not impossible."

……

Just when the outside world was in full swing because of various things, the stronghold of the Hundred Eyes Sect that had already been wiped out was in the stronghold of the Hundred Eyes Sect.

The great mansion was silent, the church where countless people had gathered was empty, and the blood stains inside had long since dried up, leaving that fear here forever.

The remains of the various corpses had been roughly cleaned, but the remaining pieces of flesh and eyeballs that still looked alive could still be seen on the lawn outside.

Because of the weird atmosphere here, the surrounding underworld forces let the surrounding excellent territory not occupy for a while.

Even if you stand in the distance and glance at it, you will always feel that something is looking back.

Even if the world is broken, it can't stop people from being afraid of "ghosts".

Everyone felt that this place was unlucky.

The depths of the mansion......

"Tsk, the clues here don't match, if he's a prisoner, what's the matter with the woman? I don't know how to solve this mechanism, who is so idle to set such a lock in the underworld for the door of the room at home! ”

Strange sounds kept coming.

There was the sound of footsteps in the hallway outside the door, and finally the door was pushed open, and it was Tamu who pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered, he saw abstract drawings on a whiteboard, as well as a large number of sticky notes and arrowheads.

"You haven't cleared the customs yet, I said I can give you some hints." Brother Duomu said coldly.

"Nope! I must rely on my own wits to clear the level! Meta, who was thinking, raised her hand to stop her words, and said righteously.

Brother Duomu was helpless, so he didn't mention this topic again.

In the carnival, all kinds of people brainstorm and create various scripts for the participants to interpret day and night, and the types of scripts can basically be divided into two categories: decryption and battle.

Combat scripts are the choice of most people, but the decryption class is also very marketable because of the increase in revenue.

For those who need carnival to help their development, it is undoubtedly necessary to choose the script they are good at.

However, Meta is obviously not the type with a very bright brain, but after experiencing it a few times, she is obsessed with the feeling of deciphering the mystery script.

So I was keen to challenge such dungeons.

It is conceivable that it has hit a wall again and again.

Some simple scripts he passed by mistake, but after the difficulty increased, he was also forced to get stuck, and every time he got stuck, he had to think for a long time.

Brother Duomu is tired of listening to it, and he will want to prompt him to open a back door or something.

But Meta's temper came up, and it didn't seem like he was the one who wanted Brother Tamu to help open the back door at first.

In short, it ended up like this.

He probably just used the carnival as a place to indulge himself and pursue hobbies, and Meta even gave himself a "car card" to play his own character in many scripts arranged without identity.

It was a down-and-out musician, a failed bandmate, who was finding inspiration in script after script.

Sounds a lot like it.

Brother Tamu casually threw a few rolls of newspapers on the table next to him and said, "Come and see this, a lot of things have happened on the other side of the city while you've been addicted to the game. ”

Hearing this, Mehta also turned the whiteboard around, put her train of thought aside, and picked up the newspaper that Brother Duomu brought and looked at it.

After a while, Meta couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, I can see that the tide of displaced people is working in line with everyone's expectations." The silver-gold union is probably the most distressed, so it's good to die. ”

"The Spider God is taking this opportunity to promote and expand, although they fell out with a backer shortly after they got up, but they are obviously prepared."

Brother Tamu also handed over the information he had recently investigated and sorted out by himself to Meta.

In the city, Meta is currently his immediate boss.

Although there are only two of them in this sect at the moment.

"Wow——!" A hoarse crow crow, and from the window flew a crow with only one eye, the other eye hollow and with a white bandage.

Well, three to be exact.

This demon creature is a small "survivor" found when Meta and Dormu return to clean up the mess.

Brother Duomu tried to save it, but he didn't expect to really survive, and now he runs away with Brother Duomu, and it's not bad to have a high-altitude perspective when he asks for information.

Meta smiled and glanced at the crow, and after reviewing the information, his gaze returned to Brother Domu: "The spider god is actually preparing to evacuate this empty island?" It's really decisive, it's just just developing, and the momentum is just right. ”

"It's because it's so good that it's easy to be shackled by the official, and they can be regarded as breaking it off immediately, and it's not completely abandoned, there are many underworld forces in this city that have long become their pawns."

Brother Dommu helped the one-eyed crow change the dressing and checked the wound.

whispered: "I should be able to untie the bandage tomorrow, and I am recovering well." ”

"Wow——!" The one-eyed crow nodded, and lowered his voice as well.

Then Brother Tamu continued, "That new Lord of Eight Eyes named Lucas is a bit tricky, but he doesn't plan to do anything with us for the time being. ”

"Ah, that man, I know, was making a name for himself before we went to sink and was causing us a lot of trouble." Mehta remembered.

But suddenly, Mehta frowned again: "Then again, his fame seems to be quite similar to the time you have been active in the sect. ”

He looked at Brother Tamu with some suspicion.

"Don't overthink it." Brother Duomu said coldly.

"Who made your organization seem to be everywhere, in the words of the East in my previous life, I was bitten by a snake once."

Brother Duomu was noncommittal.

Meta didn't dig deeper, but said, "There are a lot of secret supporters of that outcast movement, and even Guiyi secretly contacted them...... Hmmm......"

Meta seemed to think of something, and groaned.

"What do you think?" Brother Tamu asked.

"It should be ...... that a large number of supporters were contacted, that they gathered displaced people, and even contacted other displaced groups on the two empty islands recently, and then intervened unusually secretly and unobtrusively."

Meta paused and voiced his guess: "You want to be independent." ”

There seems to be no other possibility.

It is an act of weakness to cling to the icy Silver and Gold United Sky Island Group and begging for their alms.

The fact that the clean-up proposal is still squabbling over the lack of results is the best proof of this.

The homeless people who have just crossed over are very weak, and even with the old homeless supporters in the city, they are still nothing more than this in the face of the silver-gold union.

So it takes a lot of gathering, uniting, strengthening the strength, having its own power.

Plus the endorsement support of Guiyi......

"This person named Shen Yuezhi is really powerful, or rather, as a homeless person who has just crossed over, he really dares, interesting." Mehta couldn't help but laugh.

Brother Duomu said: "But this matter will not go well, there are still shady curtains in this city watching this matter, and that shady curtain wants to get something through this incident." ”

Meta thought for a moment, "What do you think?" ”

"I think we can get involved, but you've been messing around since you came back, and I'm bored and running around every day. And if Shen succeeds, then the spider god, as an assistant, will in a sense establish contact with them on behalf of Bai Cang, and I don't think they should be allowed to eat alone. ”

Mehta smiled and said, "Well, I thought so too. ”

"Fart, barely enough when you've spoken." Brother Duomu scolded in an undulating voice.

"Wow——!" The one-eyed crow barked at Meta as well.

(End of chapter)