Chapter 811

"There's no point in saying so much now."

Su Bai's voice was as calm as an ancient well. Yes, at this time, if he wasn't calm, there was nothing he could do. Too much hysteria and asking for repayment had turned him into a retarded clown. He danced what he thought was a serious dance, but in fact, it was just a joke.

You don't hit a smiling person, and both of them had shown an extremely honest side.

You saved my son. Well, I'm grateful to you, I'm very grateful to you, I'm very grateful to you, but there's nothing else I can do to help you. I'm still going to kill you, and I have to kill you, because I'm not going to exchange my life for yours in order to repay a debt of gratitude. You know this as well.

I saved your son, and you're grateful to me. Yes, you're grateful to me. You're very grateful to me, but I'm still going to be killed by you. In my current state, it's unrealistic to even bite off a piece of your flesh. I can only accept being crushed to death by you. Perhaps you can be merciful and take the initiative to take my attack and not resist for a period of time so that I can vent my anger. But this process, I feel like it's more like a monkey's pity. There's no way to change the outcome of the process, so it's meaningless. I just want a quick death. I don't want that so-called dignity. "

Both of them were "honest" people and also people who understood the situation. At this time, there was no smoke. Su Bai was still floating there, and the middle-aged man was still standing in the same place.

"How long do you need?" Su Bai asked. He knew that for a veteran, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take the opportunity to understand the strength and realm of an Advanced Listener. On the other side, in the area separated by glass, they were also doing the same thing.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Bai and nodded. "If you feel that this waiting time is too uncomfortable, I can do it now. I can give up this opportunity to understand. Take it as my repayment for saving my son."

"Forget it. Although the feeling of waiting for death is indeed uncomfortable, you should feel and experience it first. After all, this is a rare opportunity. When you feel that it's time to do it, you can inform me in advance. Just one minute will do, so I can adjust my state of mind."

"Thank you for your understanding." The middle-aged man thanked Su Bai again.

Su Bai changed the topic and said, "You said before that your son would not be tainted by karma if I saved him, and you were ready to give up at that time. It seems that your research on karma is also very deep."

"Even a high-level Listener wouldn't dare to say something like that. Karma is a poison that makes people salivate. I've seen a few high-level Listeners die because of karma. They were such powerful existences, but in the end, because they coveted the study of karma, they ended up not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This is really too ironic.

My view on karma only exists in the art, not in the law. I will not explore the cause of karma, nor will I actively pursue the traces of karma. Instead, I will specifically look at the laws of karma. I know what will happen if I do it. As for why it will happen, I do not know, nor do I want to know, nor do I dare to know. "

"My parents should be Listeners too."

Anyway, wasting time was a waste, so it was better to communicate with them before death. Although Su Bai could not reach the realm and state where he could die without regrets, it was much better than standing there stupidly waiting for death.

"They left me a lot of money. They left me when I was about seven years old. I want to know if it was because of this money that I was tainted by their karma, so I naturally received the horror broadcast when I became an adult."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "I need to know what level of Listeners your parents are."

Yes, this had to be clear. If they were low-level Listeners, because they were afraid of the horror broadcast, they huddled together for warmth and gave birth to a child. When they had nothing to do, they would give the child some things to nourish their body. If that was the case, it would be unreasonable for the child not to enter the horror broadcast in the future.

"They should be stronger than me now, not weaker," Su Bai replied.

In the cave under the waters of Qinhuangdao, the mirror, Gongzi Hai sent by Lychee, Lin Zhou from the forum, and many other people were very enthusiastic about the news of his parents. This was enough to prove that his parents' strength and status were definitely above his current self. In fact, Su Bai even believed that his parents' strength might have reached the level of Advanced Listeners, or even higher. This was because when he was watching the scene created by the horror broadcast, his father could actually sense that he was peeping!

"That's impossible," the middle-aged man said seriously. The middle-aged man said seriously, "As a senior, even if they don't understand karma, they should know some principles and rules. If they plan to have a child, as long as they are willing, as long as they are a little more careful, their child will not become a listener in the future. This can be guaranteed.

As for the money left to you, if your family is already rich, much richer than the average person, even if your parents don't give you money, you will still be able to live comfortably. If that's the case, then the karma involved is almost negligible. Moreover, the Listeners' activities in the real world are greatly restricted. If they rely on their own strength to plunder the wealth of society, they will be easily punished by the horror broadcast. Therefore, most of the Listeners live a good life in the real world and don't have to worry about making a living. However, if they want to become the richest person in a region, or even be on the Forbes Rich List, it is like carrying a lantern in the dark, afraid that the broadcast won't find you. "

Su Bai recalled his family background. His parents' background was actually very good. His father's side was like a giant political family. In other words, even if his parents didn't leave him such a large financial group, he would at most live with his family. He might not have any status, and he might be looked down upon, but he really didn't need to worry about living a rich life.

"If it's according to what you said, I don't know why I became a Listener," Su Bai replied.

"In fact, the broadcast is still very kind. It won't do anything to kill the Listeners," the middle-aged man continued. "You can have descendants, as long as you don't use your ability too obviously to interfere with your own descendants' affairs. For example, if your descendants are about to encounter an accident or die of a serious illness, and you use your ability to save them, it's equivalent to Sun Wukong going to hell and burning the Book of Life and Death. The person who should have died didn't die, so you can only become a Listener. As long as you don't cross the line and don't be too obvious, the broadcast will turn a blind eye to it."

The middle-aged man's words were very convincing because he was a father himself.

"So, what you're saying is that I became a listener because my parents did it on purpose?"

"According to the information you said, it's most likely the case. Perhaps your parents think differently from me. They might think that being able to become a Listener and have the opportunity to experience the experience of being a God might be much better than being a mediocre ordinary person. That's why they made such a choice."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and stroked the glass mirror beside him that was used for isolation.

"This is just like this mirror. Looking from the inside and looking from the outside, it's all the same. The love parents have for their children should be the same."

An image suddenly appeared in Su Bai's mind. His parents were standing at the door, and he was in the belly of another pregnant woman.

For some reason, every time he thought of this image, Su Bai's heart would be in turmoil. His soul floated at the edge of the glass mirror.

"Perhaps, it's still different. For example, if I want to go outside, the mirror won't let me. If those people outside want to come here, the mirror won't let them. Although there doesn't seem to be any difference, and there isn't any visual deviation, the glass mirror exists, and it does exist. This is the biggest difference."

The middle-aged man fell silent. Perhaps he had learned some information from Su Bai's words. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't understand why Su Bai's parents would deliberately let their son enter the broadcasting world. After experiencing the cruel competitive environment of the broadcasting world, normal parents would subconsciously try to prevent their offspring from following in their footsteps. Even if they had the power of a God, they would lose their greatest freedom. This God was not a true unrestrained God. He couldn't even control his own life.

"Is there any more chicken soup?" Su Bai looked at the middle-aged man. "Before I die, I want to hear it."

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and then sighed. He stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the mirror. "Perhaps, you have misunderstood your parents. Perhaps, their realm and strength are much higher than you imagine. Therefore, you may not be able to see through their thoughts and plans.

"Just like broadcasting, it will also make mistakes. However, with our strength and realm, it is not enough to really discover the key points of its mistakes, so we can't even talk about making use of this mistake. Thus, the mistakes of broadcasting are actually not considered mistakes, because this mistake will not bring it any trouble, and this mistake is meaningless.

"Just like in this story world, the glass window that the broadcast used from the beginning to the end. When you used different strength to knock on it, the sound it made was different. This meant that when your realm was different, your understanding of things was also different.

"Look..,

When I knocked lightly, it was a dull sound..,

When I hit it a little harder, it made a clear sound.

When I used the strength of a veteran to knock, it did not make a sound. It completely digested my strength..,

When I used the strength of a high-level listener to knock … "

"Crack..."

There was a crisp sound..,

A crack appeared in the glass mirror,

Su Bai: "..."

The middle-aged man: "..."