Meng Chao shuddered.
He suddenly felt that his plan to "stall for time" was progressing too smoothly.
If he were in the Demonic Abyss Eye's shoes, would he waste his time arguing with his enemy at such a crucial moment?
Even if he was afraid that Meng Chao would pour his spirit energy into the Demonic Abyss Eye and explode his blood vessels, nerves, and spirit meridians, enter spirit energy deviation, or even die from brain damage …
At most, he would just knock him out again.
Meng Chao believed that the Demonic Abyss Eye had a lot of ways to make him faint.
If it really wanted to brainwash him, it could wait until he escaped Dragon City and returned to its nest before it slowly dealt with him.
Why did it have to work with him and talk so much?
Meng Chao's mind raced, and he could only think of one reason.
It was not his own words.
Instead, it was his soul that attracted the Demonic Abyss Eye.
All along, Meng Chao knew that there were two souls in the depths of his brain.
One of them was the university student Meng Chao.
The other was the apocalyptic Meng Chao who had been reborn.
The former was a normal young man who had never been beaten up by society. He had a normal and stable outlook on life, the world, and values. He believed in laws and morals and was willing to place his actions under public order, good morals, and laws. He was filled with passion and hope, and he wanted to search for a way to save Dragon City under the rules of the game.
But the apocalyptic Meng Chao was not like that.
The apocalyptic Meng Chao had been beaten up by society for decades.
He could only watch as his parents died, his younger sister turned evil, and she left him in the form of the Dark Witch.
Perhaps it was because he wanted to search for his younger sister's whereabouts or because he wanted to become stronger so that he could protect her, the apocalyptic Meng Chao joined Ghost Tribe's training camp. He slowly learned how to use all sorts of methods, how to be ruthless, and how to scheme.
"Live! Even if I have to live like a cockroach!"
The angry roar of the black skull instructor who had once cut his throat rang in his ears again.
After going through the apocalyptic Meng Chao, he was clearly no longer the naive and hot-blooded young man he was when he was twenty years old.
His soul was covered in wounds. Perhaps the "wounds" were infected with countless "bacteria" and "viruses", which made his soul incredibly dark.
Meng Chao guessed that this was why he had not awakened all his previous memories when he returned to the past.
If he awakened all his previous memories before his national college examination, there would only be two outcomes.
Otherwise, his brain would not be able to withstand the surge of information, and tens of thousands of cerebral vessels would explode on the spot, turning him into an idiot or even directly brain dead.
Otherwise, his personality and thought process would completely turn into that of Apocalyptic Meng Chao. He would turn into an Apocalyptic Reaper who was ruthless, killed people like flies, enjoyed the pleasure of cutting monsters and creatures of the Other World into pieces to research them, and would do anything for his goals!
Fortunately, his brain, soul, or Kindling's self-protection mechanism prevented him from releasing his previous life's memories in an instant.
Instead, he slowly unleashed them bit by bit, allowing him to gradually grasp the skills from his previous life while still maintaining his youthful, hot-blooded, and sunny personality.
But as the memories of his previous life were continuously released, the apocalyptic Meng Chao also affected the university student Meng Chao in a subtle manner.
He had lost control several times in the past.
The first time was when he first entered the university. When he was sparring with his classmates, he sneaked into the dormitory of his classmates like a ghost and set up all kinds of traps. He even pretended to slit the throats of his classmates.
Meng Chao did not want to admit it.
He never wanted to remember how he faked cutting Duan Lian's throat that day.
But no matter how hard he tried to suppress it, he could not forget the excitement that came from the depths of his cells when he slit Duan Lian's throat.
In his previous life, Meng Chao had definitely slit a lot of people's throats or creatures of the Other World's throats.
But at that time, Meng Chao managed to control himself in time.
He also noticed the problem of his two souls not being compatible with each other. After that, he cultivated his character and mind, and he rarely let the apocalyptic Meng Chao's personality and thought process crawl out to cause trouble.
But as his strength continued increasing, the apocalyptic Meng Chao became like an elephant in the toilet, and no one could ignore him.
On the surface, Meng Chao never faked cutting the throats of his classmates again.
But he knew very well that when he wrote the One Hundred Ways to Destroy Dragon City, he was in a really good mood. His lips had curled up subconsciously, as if all the impulses in his heart had been vented.
He had written the report with a smile and all sorts of methods to assassinate leaders, stir up the public opinion, create divisions, support the opposition, destroy important facilities, and so on.
Of course, he did not really want to destroy Dragon City.
But he really did want to destroy something.
If Meng Chao, a university student, was more focused on defense and protection, then the apocalyptic Meng Chao's thoughts were more focused on offense and destruction.
He wanted to protect Dragon City's civilization by destroying the Other World's civilizations.
This was something the Demonic Abyss Eye had sensed.
Perhaps it did not know just what the apocalyptic Meng Chao was.
But there was a high possibility that it would notice that Meng Chao had thoughts that were even more radical, extreme, and bigoted than Lin Chuan, Gao Ye, Zhou Tianshui, Zhao Feixuan, and the others.
As long as it magnified these thoughts one hundred times, there was a high possibility that they would turn into the source of darkness.
It believed that Meng Chao was a person with potential.
Hence, it was willing to waste a little time to bewitch Meng Chao.
The fusion of human civilization and monster civilization …
Meng Chao had to admit that he had indeed thought about it before.
No one knew better than him just how big and dangerous the Other World was.
Compared to the many Other World civilizations and extraordinary beings beyond Monster Mountain Range, monsters were just small monsters in the newbie village.
If they could really find a suitable method to fuse them together, it would definitely be better than just winning the Monster War.
But this thought only flashed in Meng Chao's mind before he cast it away.
Humans and monsters had been fighting for thirty to forty years. The blood feud was not something that could be resolved with just a few words.
Meng Chao naturally knew that compared to the Other World races that would pose a fatal threat to Dragon City in the future and might even destroy Dragon City, the threat of monsters was nothing.
But the other Dragon Citizens did not know that.
Besides, even if humans were willing to set aside their hatred, who knew what the monsters would think?
Sometimes, the damage caused by a "useless teammate" could be a hundred times greater than that of an enemy!
Meng Chao felt that there was only one way Dragon Citizens could accept working together.
They could win dozens of times to their heart's content and wash away their old hatred.
At the same time they killed a large number of high-grade monsters, they could cultivate more powerful humans.
While ensuring that humans had an overwhelming advantage, they could control, tame, and manually breed and modify the surviving monsters.
In other words, it was impossible for them to work together as equals.
The only way was for human civilization to open its mouth and devour the monster civilization.
He believed that the wise people in the monster civilization thought the same way.
They did not have to kill all humans, but they had to put the wise and brave humans under the control of the monsters.
When Meng Chao's mind was clear, he would not waste even half a second on this boring thought.
But under the bewitchment of the Demonic Abyss Eye, this thought crawled out of a crack in a stone and grew stubbornly like weeds in a storm.
Its roots grabbed all of Meng Chao's brain cells.
The grass rustled and let out a low and bewitching sound.
It was Meng Chao's own voice.
However, it sounded extremely strange and ancient.
'That's right. My previous life has already proven that if I waste a lot of resources on weak normal people, the strong won't be able to cultivate to the peak. They won't be able to fight against the extraordinary beings in the Other World. In the end, the strong, the weak, their homes, and their civilizations will all be destroyed!
'The weak will die no matter what. This is the law of survival. The only problem is how to make the weak die a worthy death so that they can contribute the greatest value to the civilization.
'Over the past half a century, while countless weak people died in the war between humans and monsters, more powerful people also appeared, and both our civilizations became stronger!
'If it weren't for monsters, it would have been impossible for humans to adapt to the Other World's environment so quickly. It would have been impossible for them to gather all their resources and create a perfect spirit energy cultivation system in just a short few decades. They would also have been able to push their gene editing technology and runic symbol machine technology to their current level.
'Based on this angle, this war might not be a bad thing.
'Now, the cultivation of both civilizations has been completed. We've become strong enough and understand each other well. It's time for us to think of a way to end this war and fuse together.
'It's right. If we continue fighting, it's not good for anyone.
'I have to live. Even if I have to fuse with the monster civilization and become completely different from before, survival is everything …'
What terrified Meng Chao was not the thought itself.
It was because he knew that this was a thought that came from the Demonic Abyss Eye's bewitchment and continuous hypnosis.
As long as he got rid of the bewitchment and was clear-headed, he would definitely be able to logically notice the loophole in this thought.
What terrified him was that as this thought rose to the surface, more crazy, extreme, and unscrupulous thoughts from Apocalypse Meng Chao crawled out of the depths of his mind.
Meng Chao sensed that his mental strength was continuously increasing.
It was as if a mental storm that had broken a seal was swiftly gathering in the depths of his mind.
In terms of fighting strength, even when he died in his previous life, he was just a third-class fighter. He was far from reaching the peak of Earth Realm in this life.
However, mental strength and physical strength were two completely different concepts.
In his previous life, plenty of first-class and super-class fighters had died, but as a third-class fighter, Meng Chao had managed to survive countless near-death battles. He did not just rely on luck.
The Demonic Abyss Eye thought that it could continuously strengthen the darkest and most extreme thoughts of humans and summon the "beast" in the depths of their hearts.
But it did not expect that the beast lurking in Meng Chao's heart far surpassed its ability to control it.
'Idiot …'
Meng Chao could not help but have a thought appear in his mind. 'You don't know just what you summoned!'
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