Chapter 3316: Who is good, Demon World and Hefeng Continent?
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
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- 2021-01-30 11:25:59
At that time, I was not strong, it can even be said that I was very weak.
No need for national power, even an adventurer who has just faded away, can easily kill me.
But obviously, the guy who wanted me to die had despised my existence, and the killers sent were all level six and seven level adventurers.
I was on my way home, blocked by these adventurers.
The instinct to survive and the perception of danger made me vigilant for the first time, and without warning, I ran away into the alley.
The one who runs is called a fast!
I didn't even have time to brake or think, everything is based on instinct and impression.
After running wild for more than an hour, I unfortunately strayed into a dead end and was blocked by them.
But I didn't intend to sit still. The desire to survive made my instant explosive power become extremely strong. After a few vertical jumps, I jumped onto the high wall.
However, when I was not standing still, one of the adventurers pointed at me and raised his hand with a shot.
Then I was hit by a lead bullet, turned around, and fell off the high wall.
Nobody's other side.
At that time, I was smashed, struggling to get up, and continued to run toward the depths of the alley.
I ran to the end and found a large jar of pickled vegetables. Seeing that there was only half a jar of pickled vegetables, I didn’t even think about it. I just jumped into it and used stinky pickles that even had maggots on my body. Cover it up.
The adventurer who chased me happened to pass by here, but was forcibly persuaded by the taste of pickles.
I was finally able to escape.
In the next few days, I still went to the dungeon to clean monsters, but in order to prevent people from recognizing me, during that period, I wiped my face with soot and made my clothes dirty, too. I also hid it, replaced it with a wooden stick, and limped towards the dungeon while walking with the wooden stick.
Although this outfit made countless pedestrians look at me and shunned it, it also confuses the adventurers who chased me. Even when I passed by them head-on, these guys didn't recognize me.
In the following period, I continued to hone my strength, reflect on my skills, and increase my experience.
Finally at level three, I had a combat experience far surpassing adventurers of the same level, and even far more than most adventurers at level six or seven.
Revenge, also from that moment, began.
I first found out the temporary address of the adventurer who was chasing me, and took advantage of the nightfall, took out the sword, and chopped them all out one by one.
After doing all this, I just came to the pool, washed my face, washed my clothes, and took another shower.
Then the next day I heard complaints from passers-by, saying that the pool in Central Park suddenly became very dirty, maybe a homeless man peed in the pool at night.
Later, I heard that someone who liked the pool in Central Park the most was an aristocratic master. In order to prevent the pool from being tainted again, he first expelled the surrounding homeless people and adventurers, and then sent adventurers to patrol around the pool. The act of polluting the pool is severely punished.
So after that, for a long time, I used the water in the pool to wash my face and mouth in the forest outside the city.
Pulled away.
When I finished talking about the killing experience, the eyes of the blue witch shone, with that kind of sympathy and pitiful light.
"I said, you don't need to have mercy on me." I smiled bitterly. "Although my life does seem pitiful, you haven't seen it. There are even more pitiful people who live together in a bird's-eye In the community, there are no fruit trees or even leaves, only muddy ground and sour sewage. Although they have houses to live in, they are mostly built of rotten bricks. The wind blows through the wind, and the rain leaks. If there is an earthquake, the whole body will collapse."
Taking a deep breath, my eyes calmed with sadness: "Life has been so difficult, but it is so. There are still many people who want to deprive them of their freedom and let them work, but only pay a very small amount, even sometimes, one day. Hard work, can't get a full meal."
"Ok... miserable" The Blue Witch said in a low tone, "Since it is so unfair, why not resist?"
She was puzzled.
"How to resist?" I asked back: "You think it's a research institute, do you think there will be heroines like the Red Witch come forward to save you from the fire?"
"No, nothing." I shook my head. "Perhaps someone has done this before, but those people have either defected or died. In that country, although the aristocratic group is far less powerful than the apostle, they The control of adventurers is beyond imagination, because they are rich, because they have power, because they have relationships, because they can give adventurers what they desire, because they are more real and more realistic than the apostles. "
"Could it be that the rulers let them be so unscrupulous?" The Blue Witch asked puzzledly: "Those are all his people!"
"You have lived in the forest for too long. Many people are so sophisticated and don't know, especially the relationship between the Huanggui Group. You don't know anything."
"In the research institute, although your companions are used as guinea pigs and are constantly undergoing tests, they have to say that they can eat and drink, and they will have their own rights before lying on the test bed. They can do what they like without being restrained, but people living in that area of that country can’t. Not only do they eat poorly, wear poorly, live poorly, have no human rights, no freedom, and even humans. Dignity has also been deprived. The ruler does not treat them as human beings, but as tools, as sludge, and as small bugs that can be trampled to death at any time."
"Um..." The blue witch pouted her mouth, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "In this way, Hefeng Continent is no better than Demon Realm."
"I think you have beautified the Demon Realm a bit" I said with a smile: "In fact, in the humanistic environment, the Hefeng Continent is the same as the Demon Realm. They are both weak and strong. The difference is that the Demon Realm’s weak and strong food is more reflected in the strength. The mainland’s weak and strong prey, but a considerable part of it is embodied in tactics."
"It's hard to understand..." the blue witch murmured.
"Don't think about it if you find it difficult to understand" I said: "Oppression and exploitation are everywhere, and will never be eliminated. All we can do is to make the people around us live better."
"I remember you are an elder and you are still rich."
"It's just the elders of Moonlight City, and my money is not enough to save everyone. Besides, my money is used everywhere and I can't give alms at will. As the saying goes, saving the emergency does not save the poor."
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