The Enlightenment Room is one of the most important rooms in the prison.

Capturing nobles is one of the plans of the players, and some nobles who have not committed such serious crimes will be caught here and then reformed.

After all, there are not many intellectuals in the NPC, and most of them are nobles. These nobles are good officials, but they must be reformed to let them know what they really are.

When they come here, they will manage arrogance, helplessness, torture and finally nirvana, and the enlightenment room is the place for them to nirvana.

[Enlightenment] is a third-order skill, and there are a lot of education points required to obtain this skill, so there are not many people who know this skill.

Standing outside the Enlightenment Room, Kevin took a deep breath and pushed the door open, only to see one of the leaders of the prison, being hung up and beaten by his female companion.

Even in the aristocratic circle of playing, this scene is still a bit explosive.

Especially when the other party openly plays this kind of shameful play, and even the bystanders who accidentally stray in are also part of their play, which makes Kevin feel that the apostles can also play.

"Am I bothering you?"

"No, you're just in time." The evil sect on the ceiling said, "That, Mu Kui 1234, you see that there are outsiders, can you let me down?" ”

"Tell me first! Isn't it you who spread the rumor that 'my Mu Kui is a foodie' in prison! ”

"It's not."

"You mean, I misunderstood you?"

"No, I mean, it's not a rumor, it's a fact. And I didn't say it, I just put it down as a class assignment. This sentence is actually very useful, and if you write it in the text here, it just includes all the letters, which is very suitable for practicing writing. ”

"Your uncle!"

Until he let go of the evil sect, Mu Kui 1234 was still red with anger, and by the way, he grabbed a piece of merit and gnawed it.

Ignoring his own Mu Kui, the evil man looked at Kevin and said, "Comrade Kevin......"

"Why do you all like to call others comrade?" Kevin said dissatisfied, "I'm a nobleman. ”

"I can't say what others mean, anyway, I mean like-minded people."

"I'm only temporarily attached to you, and I'm not like-minded with you."

The evil sect looked at Kevin and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, someone was more intense than you when they came here, but they all fell well afterwards." Watching wicked people involuntarily indulge in the pleasure of doing good, polluted by the erosion of light little by little, this taste is really addictive. ”

Kevin shuddered, and his eyes began to drift to the door, wondering if he should slip away.

However, the evil door has already taken the lead, locked the door of the room, then lowered the blinds, and let Mu Aoi leave.

Dim the kerosene lamp, light incense on the wicked door, and let Kevin lie on the bed in the corner.

The bed was thick and comfortable, the smell of incense was relaxing, and the dim light was dim, making Kevin slowly fall into a half-asleep state.

With the last of his senses, he asked, "Why did you do this?" ”

"The rituals of the god of education, starting with the third-order blessings, many blessings require rituals to be performed. I understand that this is a hypnosis. Okay, don't ask more, or I'll get in trouble if I accidentally make a mistake. ”

"How much trouble?"

"Probably change your XP so that you can only be emotionally attached to the carriage for the rest of your life."

"Don't!"

"Alright, calm down."

"How calm do you make me!"

Finding that Kevin was becoming more and more violent, the evil outsider sighed: "There is no way. ”

A fist hit Kevin's head, and the lively Kevin was knocked unconscious by a punch from the evil sect, and the effect of enlightenment also took effect.

Almost instantaneously unconscious, Kevin fell into a dream.

It was a strange feeling, he knew he was dreaming, but he just couldn't wake up.

In his sleep, he seemed to go back to his childhood, to the days when he was brought back to the villa from the manor.

He had no memory of when he was five years old, and thought that his father had found the priest of the goddess of mercy and helped seal the experience of that time.

But as the dream progressed, the memories of the past were recalled one by one.

His father's face became real, and his own mother's appearance was also recalled, the other party's appearance was quiet, but full of maternal atmosphere.

The father in his memory was also far gentler than he is now, perhaps because he saw himself not as a substitute for "Kevin", but as another son.

The family of three temporarily lives in a villa far from the law, and when winter comes, they spend the winter by the fireplace and share the baked apples.

At that time, his father allowed him to climb on his knees and touch his furry head to tell stories, and every time he heard those funny stories, Kevin would secretly swear that he would write such funny fairy tales in the future.

The dream was interrupted at this moment, and the memory ended here, and when he awoke, he found himself still lying on the soft bed, but his heart remained by the little fireplace, unable to come out for a long time.

Touching his cheek, Kevin found himself with tears all over his face.

Taking the handkerchief handed over by the Evil Sect, he wiped away his tears, and then heard the Evil Sect Wai Dao ask, "What do you see, Comrade Kevin?" ”

Kevin was stunned by his gaffe, and only said after half a ring: "Childhood. ”

"Eighty percent of the people have seen the same year, and it seems that people's aspirations were decided in childhood, and then they were just imitated. Have you found your dreams? ”

"Hmm." Nodding vigorously, Kevin said, "I want to be a fairy tale writer." ”

"It's a novel idea, but you have a good talent for writing and you should be able to do it. By the way, have you eaten? ”

"Eat."

"That's good, look here, for the next day, you're going to be a person who can't live without books."

"What are you going to do to me again! No, I suddenly want to read, and if I don't read again, I'm going to die! ”

With the use of [Incentive], the evil sect took the scratching Kevin to the prison library, and then left with peace of mind.

The books in the library were the books they brought in during this time, and they also included the books of the nobles brought in by Tang Mo and others.

As soon as he entered, Kevin was intoxicated and smelled the ink around him.

He couldn't wait to pounce on the bookshelf next to him, the books that used to make people sleepy became addictive, and each book was like a delicacy, making people unable to extricate themselves.

The words in the book are like musical notes, which makes Kevin immersed in it and revel in the book for a long time.

When the Evil Sect opened the library one day later, he found that Kevin's eyes were still shining, and he was intoxicated by the ocean of knowledge.

The effect of [motivation] is quite powerful, not only will people be intoxicated in the process of receiving knowledge, but also make people energetic, excellent memory, and comprehension ability greatly improved.

Looking at the current Kevin, the evil sect lamented that it would be nice if there was this skill in reality.

It's best to control the time and give the child a [motivator], what college can't go.

But when I think about it, everyone is [motivated], which means that everyone is not motivated. At that time, except for killing a bunch of teaching and training, there will be no use, but it will be more rolled.

After thinking about it, the level of productivity is still not enough, if everyone can walk towards the sea of stars, who wants to roll around on the small wrecking ball.

Just when the evil sect was thinking nonsense, the [incentive] effect slowly faded, and Kevin also fell asleep on the book.

This kind of thing is very common, so the evil sect is not surprised, but shouts loudly: "Thug! ”

I saw a vicious wind flashing, and the thug wearing the tight nun robe pushed the door in, and said with a cruel smile: "Jie Ji, I'm here!" ”

"It's time for you to make a move!"

"Don't worry, Living Man Fist!"

The personal blessing of the thug can dispel most of the unfavorable buffs, and even has the effect of invigorating blood and removing stasis, reducing swelling and increasing pain, and one punch can make people violent.

It's just that the side effects are a little bigger, and it's too painful.

Kevin, who was punched in the front, screamed and got up, then gasped, "I saw my dad." ”

"I'm so embarrassed, Yoshiko." The Evil Sect Wai Dao twisted and said, "By the way, you don't play Fang Tian's Halberd, right?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, don't dig deeper. How's it going, how have you learned? ”

"I feel like I can."

"Okay, let's write something, I'll take you to the special text propaganda department."

was taken to another room by the evil sect, and Kevin found that there was actually his old acquaintance here, Tang Mo.

For a while, he felt that he had figured out something, and shouted angrily: "Tang Mo, did you come close to me to frame me!" ”

"No, it's just a coincidence." Tang Mo said helplessly, "Who would have thought that the plot of this game is one link after another, and as a result, you are all implicated?" ”

"What a plot! How do you apostles like to be riddlers so much? ”

"Don't worry about the details."

"I've come to this point, you told me not to care about the details, what the hell is going on!"

Sighing, Tang Mo felt that he needed to say something to Kevin, otherwise the other party would definitely go crazy.

Letting Kevin be quiet, Tang Mo said, "I promise I will speak in a way you can understand." It was indeed a chance to approach you, I was given a task at the time......"

"Something strange is here again!"

Sighing, Tang Mo felt that he had to express it in a language that the other party could understand.

"We have received an oracle to warn you, nobles, that you will not fall deeper and deeper into the wrong path. But you don't understand our painstaking efforts, and instead take our tips as a joke. Not only that, but your nobles have also begun to purge our apostles, and we have no choice but to hide here and fight back. ”

Kevin stayed for a moment, pondering the current information, then grabbed Tang Mo's collar and asked, "What's going on with the cleaning?" ”

Literally. The aristocracy should have been dissatisfied with the church class for a long time, after all, everyone is an exploiting class, why are you nobler than me. The purge of the apostles is only the beginning, and a big move is expected to follow. ”

Kevin let go of his hand, unbelievably in just a few days, and the situation had deteriorated to this extent.

"Didn't the god of education say anything?"

"He said it, he said that someone is looking for death, and he has no choice but to let the nobles ask for more blessings."

Kevin felt incredible.

Although he knew that the aristocracy generally had a low IQ, and his type was considered to be the best, he didn't expect the aristocracy to be so stupid.

What do you think that in an age when there is a true God and his existence has been verified, you are actually attacking the apostles of the true God!

But on second thought, Kevin felt pretty good.

Anyway, the aristocratic system has already offended him miserably, and he can't forget the fact that the other party wants to use his head to make trouble for the rest of his life, this kind of thing doesn't matter.

Therefore, he no longer cared about the question of the nobility, but asked, "How is Delai?" ”

"He was fine when I left, and your wife and children were taken to the quarry. They will hide there for a while. ”

Nodding, Kevin felt that this arrangement was good.

The nobleman who was very good at rectifying the strike is gone, and there is no need to worry about the safety of the quarry in the future, there should be no problem for a while.

Relieved, Kevin decided to get down to business.

When Tang Mo asked for a table, he spread out the plaid paper in front of him with great interest, ready to write his first story.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he found that he couldn't write a word.

I have obviously read a lot of stories, but when I really want to write, I find that I have a thousand landscapes and tenderness in my mind, but when I write it down, it becomes "it was a red afternoon".

He's meowing, how did this adjective pop out of his head!

The colleagues around him are also writing articles, and they don't add points to each article, and the manuscripts are pouring out like flowing water, and the amount can be completed in excess every day.

What's going on in your brains!

Finding that Kevin couldn't write half a word, Tang Mo was relieved: "It's okay, writing was really a little troublesome at the beginning." But it doesn't matter, let yourself hold some text first, as long as you have a beginning, the rest is very simple. ”

Although Tang Mo said so, Kevin still felt that writing was too difficult.

He held it from day to afternoon, and from afternoon to night, and when the others went home, he hadn't gone home, just sat in place, staring at the manuscript paper in front of him.

The next day, when Tang Mo went online, he found that Kevin was lying on the floor on the side, asleep.

Shaking his head helplessly, he found that Kevin's manuscript paper had five hundred more words coming out, and he could see that it was the result of the other party's overnight work.

With a wry smile again, he picked up the manuscript paper and looked at it.

As the reading progressed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his heart seemed to set off a stormy wave.

In just five hundred words, he read it five or six times, and finally stuffed the manuscript paper directly into his arms, and then ran to Liuzi's room.

Handing the manuscript paper to Liuzi, he said to Liuzi, "You have to look at this thing." ”

Suspiciously took the manuscript paper, Liuzi looked at it for a while, and the expression on his face was also surprised.

"Is this Tang Mo's new work?"

"I write history, I write it, I write it, forget it. It was Kevin who wrote it. ”

"Kevin? Could it be that he's a genius? ”

(End of chapter)