After listening to his husband’s explanation, Zheng Qing was finally able to understand why some people would choose the path of cannibalism.
Because although the road to becoming a monster is long and rugged, it can still be walked. It can be walked for a long time and very far, so far that many people cannot walk that far on the path of a wizard.
This has nothing to do with morality.
It's just the result of the interaction between ruthless reality and cold interests.
"The brave are not afraid." The young public-funded student chewed on these words with a wry smile on his face: "The person who was eaten has the same essence as the person who eats people... This is really a huge surprise."
Mr. Sitting on the grass, like a sculpture, his voice was unusually calm:
"Kolma once told me that before she made the final decision, she heard Tsathogya say something. I think that sentence is also very suitable for you...'There are many branches of extraordinary power.
, we don’t have to always walk along the widest river. Sometimes, the narrow and winding bends are our own 'road'."
"A long time ago, one of my students said something similar - there is no such thing as good or evil in this world. God is not benevolent. Good and evil are all judged by society. If there must be a choice, then human nature is inherently evil. Precisely because it is inherently evil,
That’s why we need morality and education. We should act in accordance with human nature or go against ethics, but not against heaven.”
"As long as you don't stop, there will always be a road ahead."
Zheng Qing stared at a small grass at his feet. On the grass blade, an ant was climbing hard. Even for the ant, the blade of grass was not big. It quickly climbed to the tip of the grass blade.
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The ant stood on the tip of the grass blade, its antennae trembling slightly in the breeze. After stopping for a moment, it turned over and continued to crawl forward along the back of the grass blade.
In Zheng Qing's eyes, the ant was crawling around, doing useless work. But in the eyes of the ant, it was always crawling forward. Zheng Qing was not an ant, so he didn't know if it had any meaning in crawling forward.
Maybe moving forward is the whole point of crawling.
Zheng Qing thought of the hamster he had raised for more than ten years, the bad-tempered administrator in the library, and the fat and wrinkled Mouse Immortal—the Mouse Immortal that Zhu Si had been looking forward to seeing again.
"They...those wizards who deliberately accepted the influence of demons, how did they transform themselves in the first place?" the boy asked in a low voice.
"It's very simple. Those wizards transplanted the flesh and blood of the monsters they killed into their own bodies, and used talismans and spells to control the speed of the spread of the monsters. The relevant magic skills have been sealed by the alliance. I can only tell you so much."
"Do you know Professor Monteria?"
"I know, he is a very thoughtful young man." The gentleman smiled: "He felt that he had opened up a new path. But he didn't know that the weeds growing on the trail were all grown from seeds sown by the Alliance.
He came out...but he didn't completely step on that path. A few old people in the school may also have a glimmer of hope in his idea."
The ants on the blade of grass crawled along the grass stems and into the soil.
It stood on a small piece of white gravel, holding its head high and looking around, vaguely revealing a look of fear and power. Zheng Qing didn't know if it was his own illusion.
The antennae moved slightly, and the ant turned its head to look in the other direction.
Soon, it hurriedly left the gravel and crawled away. I don't know if it smelled the fragrance of carrion or found the direction of home.
"What if," the boy stared at the ant's retreating figure, hesitated for a while, and finally asked softly, "I mean, what if, I was bitten by a demon... How should I resist the erosion of the demon's aura? Of course, I'm sure
I won’t take the initiative to put my arm over and let them bite me.”
After saying that, he turned around nervously and glanced at Mr.
He was very worried that his husband would think that he wanted to take a shortcut, so he asked this question - maybe in a corner of his heart, Zheng Qing had indeed had this idea. But when he thought of the pig demon that Soprano's brother turned into,
It made him feel cold in his heart.
A living person who was chatting and laughing with you not long ago turns into a wild boar with red eyes, drooling and howling.
Compared with the possible shortcut, Zheng Qing wanted to make a plan for the risk that might break out at any time.
"belief."
To Zheng Qing's expectation, the husband easily told him the answer, but the answer seemed a bit too broad: "Many people want to know this method. In fact, we have told many people...that is belief."
"Looking back from the source, demonization is essentially a kind of spiritual pollution. Just like if you are bitten by a wild dog while walking on the road, a normal person will pick up a stone and hit the wild dog, but after being polluted, the person will
He would lie on the ground and bite back... He would think that he was also a dog. That dog brought his IQ down to its own level."
"People's hearts are fickle. If you start from the same idea and experience different things, your worldview will be very different and undergo earth-shaking changes."
"The stance and the butt are different, and the results of looking at the problem will naturally be different."
"This is the most basic point of resisting the erosion of demons. You need to firm up your position and have a firm belief. This belief can be persistence in blood and glory, the pursuit of the unknown and truth, or the pursuit of victory.
Yearning, you can also say rock-like faith. Use these beliefs to build your siege, which is better than using anger and fighting spirit to repel the corrosive power."
Zheng Qing was keenly aware of the vague connection between the plans mentioned by his husband and the four colleges of First University. But he resisted the desire to ask because his husband had not finished speaking.
"...If your siege is breached and your heart is broken and your faith deteriorates, your resistance to erosion will suddenly decrease. It will be so low that even a wild monster can transform a top registered wizard."
"As the saying goes, people with different paths cannot work together. The road is long and white, and there is a slight deviation under the feet. Thousands of miles away, there is a gap between the ends of the world..."
In the last sentence, the gentleman's tone was full of emotion.
It was not difficult for Zheng Qing to understand the emotion in his husband's tone, but it was difficult for him to understand the effect of 'faith' on resisting the erosion of demons. There were so many wizards bitten by demons in history, and how many of them were stunningly talented and unparalleled in elegance, but in the case of demons
Under erosion, they collapsed one after another.
Compared with them, Zheng Qing does not feel that his 'faith' is stronger.
Perhaps Fatty Xin has a better chance of survival after being bitten by a demon - at least, his belief in food is unswerving. Zheng Qing smiled bitterly in his heart, floating over Fatty's round, greasy face.
The gentleman frowned and glanced at the young wizard.
"Be brave and fearless means not only that you will not be crushed by the weight of the truth after knowing the truth, but also that you can face the truth bravely." He warned earnestly: "You have faced many demons, so you should be more aware of them.
The dangers...what reason do you have to give in before them?"
"A true wizard will never lack courage in his heart."