From a personal point of view, Luoqiu didn't approve of Nero becoming a member of the club — because Nero had his spiritual seed in her body.
If possible, Luoqiu didn't want to lose 'Nero's vision' just like that.
However, based on the club's most basic transaction principle, since the customer made a request, the transaction would be triggered under the premise that the price could be paid.
It would be involved in endless transactions, whether the customer was willing or not. But the power had reached that level — and it would never change.
This might be a part of the lost freedom — a feeling of helplessness.
Luoqiu knew that step might come soon or late, but it would inevitably come — most likely, he would become like the previous one and lose interest in everything.
Just like the club's motto, you need to pay for what you get.
He would become the agent of the eternal and indestructible origin in the endless time and space, and also a puppet under the will of the origin … it was also equivalent, right?
Nero's request was approved by the altar — in fact, every transaction would be approved by the altar, and the most important transaction contract would appear.
The power of the contract came from the altar, and Luoqiu was just a witness and executor.
…
Nero's biggest wish was to live — in the club, the customer's most basic thoughts would always be magnified.
Perhaps your spirit is strong enough, your will strong enough, and you can resist … but you will be stimulated in the end, because you have been here for a long time, because you have made enough transactions … because you have walked on a path of no return from the very beginning.
She seemed to only want to live, no matter what kind of way.
But the request to live could be very big — it could live until the end of time, or even eternity.
Obviously, the price of eternity was so great that it was almost immeasurable … but there seemed to be a shortcut — for example, the way to become a Black Soul Envoy.
Perhaps this was Nero's idea at this time.
"You will lose your freedom. Your body and your will no longer belong to you from now on. Your life and death will only depend on a single thought from now on, and you can't betray my will. Moreover, in the process of carrying out the task, you may encounter a terrible situation that may lead to death … Even so, are you willing to do it? "
This was a transaction, different from the transformation of Taisetsu — Taisetsu first became the club's property, and then was transformed by Luoqiu. He had no right to choose.
At this time, both Taisetsu and Taiyinzi silently watched Nero — because Nero was likely to become their kind in a few minutes.
"Boss, is it really good to do business like this?" Nero looked at Luoqiu's eyes at this time, "Aren't you afraid that the customer is unwilling?"
Luo Qiu smiled and said, "If we make it clear, there won't be too many arguments in the future. And the choice has always been in the hands of the customer.
Nero said indifferently, "But, the more beautiful thing is always on your side, isn't it? . Although there is the so-called choice … where can there be a better choice than this? "
Looking at the parchment slowly floating in front of her, Nero easily pressed her palm on it. She whispered, "I don't want to hurt like this anymore."
The transformation process was very simple. Under the power of the club, the transformation process was even less than ten seconds.
Nero gave up her human body and obtained a body composed of the source of the foreign body.
The scars on her body disappeared at this moment. She looked at her brand-new body and felt the relaxed feeling that she had never felt before — Even without the use of drugs … it didn't hurt anymore.
— It doesn't hurt anymore. It hurts so much that it flies away.
The voices of her childhood parents suddenly flashed in Nero's mind.
"It really doesn't hurt anymore."
Nero looked at Luoqiu and smiled.
Luoqiu saw a drop of tears slowly flowing from her eyes. This was the first time that Luoqiu saw Nero's smile.
It was not cruel, indifferent, ferocious, frivolous, malicious and evil. It was just a very ordinary smile.
It was so ordinary.
…
…
There was a new Black Soul Envoy. Miss Maid was not too surprised — She didn't even show any unpleasant expression because it was Nero.
In the past hundreds of years, Miss Maid had witnessed many outstanding people become Black Soul Envoys and watched them die in various difficult tasks again and again. She had long been used to it.
Miss Maid's mood even seemed very good — When Boss Luo finished transforming Nero and returned to the study room again, Taiyinzi was surprised to find that he might not die.
Black Soul Envoys were managed by Miss Maid … At this time, Miss Maid was carefully explaining the work of Black Soul Envoys to Nero.
"First, you are not allowed to use coercive means to force guests to trade, but you are allowed to use the means of inducing."
Nero shrugged indifferently.
"Second, we don't have any real enemies. Every guest who comes here, even if he used to be hated by you, must maintain the most basic respect for customers."
Nero still shrugged indifferently, indicating that she knew.
"Third, the master is everything to us. We are not allowed to have any thoughts of betraying the master. Especially, we can't be dissolute. We have to put on clothes immediately after bathing."
Nero … Nero opened her mouth but didn't say anything in the end.
The education was still going on, but it seemed that it would take some time.
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…
Crouching Dragon Villa's underground medical room.
Momo came to visit Zhan Er almost every day — At this time, there were only two logistics staff and one medical staff left in Crouching Dragon Villa.
Zhan Er's current condition couldn't be transferred … Fortunately, Crouching Dragon Villa was built with great care and self-sufficient power could be maintained all the time — As for the thick fog, it was blocked outside by the enchantment released by the Administration.
Therefore, the medical equipment here could be used.
Perhaps if this enchantment could be moved, it wouldn't stay here but be used to move in the thick fog.
Perhaps because it was too boring to stay here, the nurse, who was ordered to stay, began to clean up — for example, she planned to wash Zhan Er's clothes.
There were still bloodstains on the clothes which were taken off during the treatment. Then, she put it in a corner and ignored it — When she picked it up, something suddenly fell out of the clothes.
It was a small bell.
"This bell …"
The sound of the bell falling to the ground attracted Momo's attention. He walked to the nurse and picked up the bell on the ground, shaking it twice subconsciously.
The crisp sound seemed to carry a kind of strange magic, which could calm people down.
"Mr. Momo, is it broken?" The nurse looked at Momo anxiously — Of course, she knew what kind of people lived in Crouching Dragon Villa.
This ordinary-looking bell could be a magic tool or something similar to those Daoists who could fly in the sky and burrow into the ground … If it was damaged, she could not afford to compensate.
"No, it's okay." Momo smiled, "Go do your work."
The nurse left with a worried look … Momo looked at Zhan Er's sleeping appearance through the glass, feeling helpless, "So you've been carrying this thing all the time."
Momo got it from Lai Caisheng, the successor of the Cloth Sect, on the first day he lived in Crouching Dragon Villa — Or, it was given by Lai Caisheng.
Momo didn't expect Zhan Er to carry this bell all the time … Momo shook his head, holding the bell in his hand and walking out of the infirmary.
There was a logistician here, so there was someone watching over the place.
Thanks to the enchantment, the interior of Crouching Dragon Villa wasn't covered by the thick fog … But looking from the courtyard, Crouching Dragon Villa looked like a small world isolated in the thick fog.
The fog was so thick that the villa looked dark. If one didn't look at the time, he couldn't even tell whether it was morning or afternoon — But Momo didn't expect that he would meet the mysterious man with the bronze mask who was causing a huge commotion outside at this time!
It was in the courtyard of the Cloth Sect.
Momo didn't even know when the man came and how he passed through the enchantment … At this moment, the man with the bronze mask was standing in the courtyard, looking up at a parasol tree in the courtyard.
Momo was greatly frightened … There were only two logisticians left in the villa, but they couldn't be counted on.
He was the only one left.
The only thing that gave Momo some confidence was that he got back his luggage, magic tools and talismans from Dragon Tiger Mountain, so he wouldn't have to resort to close combat.
He held a powerful talisman in his hand, walking into the courtyard … Momo had a feeling that the man with the bronze mask came for him.
"Heaven Heart 71 generation! How dare you break into Crouching Dragon Villa! " Momo rushed into the courtyard, pointing the nameless black wooden sword at him, shouting angrily, "What the hell do you want!"
"Is your partner okay?" The man with the bronze mask turned around, looking at Momo, saying indifferently, "I heard he survived, right?"
Momo clenched his teeth. "It's all because of you that Zhan 'er … Damn it!"
"As the saying goes, those who survive a great disaster are bound to have good fortune later." The man with the bronze mask said, "He's like that, and so are you. This proves that you have a strong destiny … but that doesn't mean you can squander it without restraint. You might be able to see a new world, so why don't you cherish it? "
"Cherish it?" Momo sneered. "If they hadn't been rescued that day, then … so many seniors of the Dao World and experts of the Demon Clan would have been sacrificed? Do you want to sacrifice so many people's lives for your own selfish desire? Who are you to judge whether they'll survive or not? Who are you to judge whether they should stay or not?! "
"Those who achieve great things must have sacrifices." The man with the bronze mask said indifferently, "In ancient times, weak tribes would abandon their old and weak clansmen in order to maintain their vitality, leaving more food for their descendants. It's the same principle. They've exhausted their potential in the long years. Even if the Spirit Qi recovers, they won't be able to break through their current state. Therefore, they put their hopes on those with potential and were willing to sacrifice themselves … In your opinion, it's only for their own selfish reasons. "
"They … did it willingly?" Momo opened his mouth in surprise.
"You don't know." The man with the bronze mask said, "The pain of not being able to progress further, the despair of dying at the end of one's lifespan. You haven't seen the scene where the road is still there but it's completely blocked. Cultivating for a hundred years in vain. Cultivating hard for a few decades until their potential is exhausted and they're on the verge of despair. Yet, the days pass by mercilessly. Do you know all these? "
Accompanied by the voice of the man with the bronze mask, many scenes appeared in front of Momo.
Cultivators who chose to end their own lives in despair …
Demons who roared to the sky in grief and indignation …
Hatred, hatred, hatred!
Kill, kill, kill!
Momo didn't know how long it was, but he only felt cold sweat … That endless resentment and pain seemed to penetrate into the depths of his soul.
The black wooden sword fell to the ground as he couldn't hold it firmly. Momo knelt on the ground weakly … He knelt in the endless unwillingness, anger, and despair … Those were the people and demons who had lost their lives in despair after their immortal paths were blocked.
Until the sound of the bell suddenly rang, breaking this resentment like a bolt of lightning. Momo's mind was pulled out of the horror.
He gasped for breath and looked at the man with the bronze mask in front of him … He didn't know when the man had that bell in his hand.
"Whether it's the Dao World or the Demon World, it seems peaceful." The man with the bronze mask said slowly, "But how many undercurrents are surging, you may not realize it … It's accumulating, this despair has been accumulating, and this depression is increasing day by day. When that day comes, it can't bear it anymore, when it can't suppress it anymore, madness will follow, perhaps it will really go to the extreme. Do you know why the Administration was set up after Xin was established? "
Momo shook his head blankly.
"Because it's even crazier." The man with the bronze mask said indifferently, "Daoists secretly used the lives of mortals to break the shackles. The Demon Clan has become crazier … They became more secretive, and their means became crazier and more extreme. If they couldn't absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they would absorb the essence of mortals. The tranquility and inaction of the Daoists had long disappeared, and they had more or less turned into the Demon Clan, becoming the devil that devours humans. It was like a plague, quietly spreading to the Daoist and Demon World. We only have two destinies, to die in madness, or to find a new breakthrough … If we don't find a breakthrough, we will only die crazily, and it will even engulf the entire mortal world. "
"How could it be …"
"You should feel lucky." The man with the bronze mask walked to Momo, "You should feel lucky that they finally chose to sacrifice, instead of going crazy … You should feel lucky that they are still willing to open a way for you to survive, leaving hope to you."
Momo raised his head, looking at him.
He slowly took off the bronze mask on his face, "Now, do you still think we did it for our own selfish interests?"
Momo widened his eyes in disbelief, "It's you!"
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