Chapter 50, on whether the world needs more heroes
Xue Taotie was adopted by Qing Lingzi.
How should I put it, this guy's luck is really bad. Although Qing Lingzi is not very lucky, at least he is a normal person whether he is resurrecting a corpse or seizing a body.
But Bloody Taotie, it was so tragic... The person he brought back to life was a terminally ill homeless man. Not only was he sick, but he was also severely malnourished. He had a severe lack of blood, which resulted in Bloody Taotie being a blood rat now that he was dying.
How to put it this way, now he is the number one fierce general back then, and now he is resurrected, and then... he is so weak, pitiful, weak, and helpless, but he can eat chickens.
If he eats a bowl of Sanhai rice in one meal and sprinkles some salt on the plain rice, he can eat it deliciously, just like a fucking pig.
Qing Lingzi looked at his right-hand man, and his silver teeth were almost broken. He was already in such a state of despair, but now he had picked up such a big waste again.
Although the spiritual energy is abundant now and recovery is only a matter of time, what should we do during this time?
The salary of a shopping guide cannot afford to support this job, and now it will take three months for Qing Lingzi's first puppet to take shape. What will happen during these three months?
Thinking of this, Qing Lingzi believed that working was definitely not a way out, and he needed to find another way.
At the same time, in the small milk tea shop, Zhang Yao was walking back and forth with a stool in her hands.
They have been trapped here for three days. The snow has been a little light in the past three days, but it is still very heavy. Because there is no electricity, their mobile phones have long been out of power. Now they have to rely on the pony store opposite every morning to receive information from the outside world.
When opening the store, a human voice shouts the weather forecast.
It's better now. Without electricity, GZ Stark has completely become GZ Sleeping Beauty, because Brother Zhang's business has also been seriously affected by the snowstorm. Now, except for those few guys who live around, the rest of the people are doing it rain or shine.
Sometimes you can't see anyone either.
So Zhang Yao slept all day and all day, and listened to them telling stories at night. The stories of these people seemed to be all the same, and various urban legends emerged one after another, such as zombies in the downtown area and shopping malls that were always busy.
, some cult rituals in the mountainous area, but Zhang Yao found the most terrifying thing to be the story about humans and demons.
The general content of this story is about those monsters hidden in the crowd. They have bodies and appearances that are very similar to humans and can even live normal lives. But when no one is around, they will show their true colors and all the terrifying things.
Fantasy may not be as good as one ten thousandth of theirs.
In mouse terms, the number of missing people in the world every year is about 1.3 million. These 1.3 million people are neither alive nor dead, leaving aside some human trafficking, some accidents, some intentional homicides, and some secret suicides.
The remaining at least 300,000 people were wiped out by those strange creatures.
Zhang Yao asked at the time why prevention could not be done in advance, but after asking, she realized that she had asked a stupid question. Just like the law cannot prevent crime, this kind of supervision is really difficult.
Because those demons are hidden among the crowd, maybe whose father, whose son, whose husband, whose colleague, whose friend, they walk around the world with a very normal identity, but in the end they are nowhere to be found.
When people reveal their instincts.
How can we prevent this kind of thing? Is it possible to install a chip on everyone? This is unrealistic.
So this kind of terror actually comes from a crisis of trust, because even the closest people around you may become the most terrifying thing. This is not as simple as a nightmare.
And it is extremely scary when you think about it, because in every ten people's lives, there will basically be a mysterious missing person. The whereabouts of those missing people are unknown, and their life and death are unknown. No one cares about it at first, and they can only know it after hearing the news occasionally many years later.
this matter.
I didn't think about it in detail before, but now that I think about it, it feels weird everywhere...
After Mouse said it, he also told them to keep it strictly confidential, because this kind of thing really cannot be said nonsense, and if it is serious, it may cause a crisis of social trust.
So throughout the whole day, Zhang Yao started thinking about what to do about this matter after she woke up.
She walked around the room with a stool in her arms, and little Brother Zhang was watching from there, walking from place to place, and the entire afternoon passed in a flash.
"Tell me." Zhang Yao finally walked up to Brother Zhang in the evening and said with a serious expression: "Can a non-governmental organization be set up to investigate these things?"
Brother Zhang: "???"
"It's what Mouse said yesterday. There are 300,000 people missing mysteriously around the world."
Zhang Yao sighed again when she said this. She felt that this matter was simply difficult to understand, and she even didn't know where to explain it.
Brother Zhang understood what she was saying, but he laughed because of her worry.
"Laugh... you know how to laugh." Zhang Yao said to little brother Zhang with some dissatisfaction: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, you know, you hang around here every day, wasting your ability."
Of course, Brother Zhang would not be angry because of this sentence. He just poured a cup of hot water for Zhang Yao, sat on the stool, turned on the strange music player that never ran off, and heard the sound coming from it.
After playing the slightly resentful BGM, Brother Zhang poured himself another glass of water.
His slow grinding was definitely his characteristic. Zhang Yao found it a little strange at first, but now he has slowly begun to adapt to it.
"Hey... you can even refute me." Zhang Yao looked at Brother Zhang with dissatisfaction: "Or explain it."
"Why?"
Brother Zhang asked back, but Zhang Yao was dumbfounded by his question, why? Is there any other reason for this? If he has such ability, can't he help others? Being selfish and having ability and becoming a human being
Hero, you don't have to think about these two questions to know which one to choose, right? Even if you don't have to serve the country, you should at least serve humanity.
Perhaps Brother Zhang saw through what Zhang Yao was thinking. He slowly sat down and looked up at the slowly falling snowflakes in the sky. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Humans are not a race that needs heroes.
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"ah?"
"Well." Brother Zhang took a sip of water from his teacup and said, "Since the first individual looked up at the stars, mankind has not been saved by any hero. All miracles are created collectively. Heroes can only become symbols and symbols.
It cannot actually exist as a symbol, because once it actually exists, it will become a shackles that bind people.”
After saying that, he stood up and came to the window: "Heroes and gods are the same. This world does not need gods, and naturally it does not need heroes. Otherwise..."
"What else?"
"The dragon slayer will eventually become the evil dragon."
At this time, Mouse came in from outside and completed this sentence for Brother Zhang. Zhang Yao looked back, smiled and nodded at him.
Mouse also nodded in the same direction, walked to the counter and sat down: "I can't tell you exactly. We are not eloquent people, but I can tell you clearly that there cannot be gods in the world.
, and there cannot be a person who claims to be able to save others. The only way to save people is for the proletarians of the world to unite. Otherwise, you will just wait for the emergence of people from the motherland."
The mouse laughed loudly, but Zhang Yao still didn't understand: "Then he can't do this? He is so self-disciplined."
"When one hero appears, more heroes will appear. Sooner or later, these people will slowly rise above ordinary people, be admired, loved, and enjoy privileges. When a little brother Zhang appears, there will be a little brother Liu, and a little brother
Brother Wang, Brother Xiao Huang, Brother Xiao Sun, etc. The heroes have different abilities, very different personalities, and very different temperaments. How can you think that they will not do evil for the desires in their hearts? "
Mouse put his hat on the table and let the national emblem on it face him. He looked at it and said: "So only the victims, devotees, strivers and unknown people can become heroes. Those with ability, look to the side a little bit."
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Zhang Yao can roughly understand it. Although she still doesn't agree with the unique values of this group of people, she does not deny that their statement is reasonable to a certain extent.
"Then why can't it be regulated?"
Mouse laughed: "There is no way. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even a dozen people can develop stories of love and hatred, let alone what happens when these things gather into an organization and develop into a profession? Everyone
The corrupt officials who were imprisoned all swore under the flag that they would never betray the people."
Zhang Yao looked at Mouse and frowned slightly, as if she had something to say.
"Ask." Mouse raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "I know you want to ask."
"how about you?"
"Me? I'm not a hero." The mouse gently touched the national emblem on his hat with his finger: "I am an admirer of heroes."
After saying that, he stood up straight and pointed at the warning signal on his chest: "My father's warning signal will also be my son's in the future."
Brother Zhang handed him a cup of coffee, then sat down again and said softly: "Your spirit of speech is activated."
The mouse was stunned and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat...
Brother Zhang smiled and shook his head, snapping his fingers in front of him: "Don't make random wishes in the future."
"I know, I know..." Mouse breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again and said to Zhang Yao: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this topic. I am here to take you back this time. You always
It’s okay to be trapped here.”
Zhang Yao groaned and looked back at Brother Zhang: "I..."
"Are you reluctant to give up?" Mouse asked with a smile: "If you are really entangled in this kind of thing, you might as well... spend money to hire someone. It's not impossible to change your mind."
Zhang Yao was stunned: "Is this okay?"
Mouse shrugged and looked at little Brother Zhang: "What do you think, Brother Zhang?"
"It doesn't matter." Brother Zhang said, "This is a better solution."