The more Ponte talked, the more frustrated he became, and there were faint signs of emotional instability.

Cai Gen has had a lot of contact with the soul body.

Ever since the first old man selling bean bags, no soul has been stable.

It's all like a mental illness, just talk about it.

It's time to change the topic quickly and divert Ponte's attention.

"So, you asked Ra to resurrect you?

You haven’t given up yet and want to start over?”

Ponte was noncommittal, neither admitting nor denying.

Cai Gen is a bit difficult to get. I don’t understand Ponte’s true attitude, so it’s hard to handle.

"I think there is nothing to be afraid of when you fail.

If we do it again, nothing will happen.

Just give up.

Lying down for a while and feeling refreshed for a while.

It feels good to lie down all the time.

You have sacrificed so much and struggled for so long.

It’s worth enjoying your old age in peace.

Let's maintain the status quo, okay?

I will keep this place for you forever, and you have the final say on your territory. How wonderful.

Play a private server by yourself and play whatever you want."

Ponte's countless faces actually had smiles on them.

The smile was very subtle and mysterious, making it difficult to tell whether it was ridicule or out of joy.

Cai Gen decided to change his perspective.

“Besides, I feel like I’m being rebellious and if I let him out, nothing will happen.

The human world is the project of the god of suffering, and fundamentally speaking, it is consistent with your goal.

If Ra destroyed the work of the god of suffering, wouldn't it be contrary to your original intention?

I'm not trying to fool you out of my own self-interest.

It’s all about analyzing the pros and cons from your perspective.

what do you think?"

Countless heads shook their heads together in unison.

Cai Gen was shaken unconscious.

"I don't think it's good.

If the project of the god of pain can be destroyed by Ra.

It can only be said that his project is shoddy.

One day in the future, if you encounter an army of cute little ones, you won’t be able to resist them.

It will be as vulnerable as countless civilizations that have been destroyed.

What is the need for it to exist?

What's the difference between the god of suffering and me?

Just a loser who failed to live up to the expectations of his people."

It's over, Cai Gen felt that he had said a bit too much.

My thinking is not quite right and I have gone astray.

"No, the quality of Kushen's projects is of course excellent.

It's just that there is a small problem now, and it will be made up for soon.

Then you won’t be afraid of any cute little ones coming.

We can't kick the lame man's good leg hard.

Can't you just give it a try?"

Ponte was silent thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly became very excited.

"According to what you said, now is the time when the Kushen Project is at its most vulnerable?"

ah?

Cai Gen had a bad feeling. He seemed to have said the wrong thing again.

And I thought even more biasedly.

"Well, it's not that fragile.

No, why are you so excited?"

"This is an opportunity.

What I couldn't do, God of Pain did.

My damn desire to win and lose has nowhere to put it.

Besides, our goals are the same.

However, we are in a competitive relationship.

There is always only one winner, not me, nor the God of Pain.

Therefore, I have no reason to object to whatever La wants to do with this body.

This is the reward he deserves. I have no right to interfere and I have no intention of interfering.

Let me chat with you for a few words, and don’t think that we are really a family.

You’re a little overthinking and very naive.”

this

Cai Gen felt that his face was a little hot.

If you look in the mirror, you must be red.

Too self-righteous and taking it for granted.

However, with Cai Gen's current status, he really couldn't bow his head and beg.

Moreover, even if you kneel down and kowtow, it’s useless. People don’t accept this.

Ponte follows the values ​​​​of the cute little family, winner takes all, and the law of the jungle.

What kind of collective sense of honor, what kind of overall view, what kind of moral kidnapping.

Really thinking too much.

"Okay, no matter what, I'll take care of it.

However, when Kushen asked me to carry the flag, he did not give me instructions.

I have a little question that has been bothering me for a long time. Could you please help me answer it?

If it goes against your interests, you can refuse."

Ponte was a little surprised by Cai Gen's rare straightforwardness.

According to the brief contact, Cai Gen should be the kind of person who has no bottom line, and is the same as the god of suffering.

"You tell me, I'll listen."

Cai Gen tried hard to control his tone and try to be as calm as possible.

It seemed like he was talking about something unimportant.

"What is the name of the God of Bitterness?

I've been doing this for a long time, and I don't even know what my name is, it's very embarrassing."

Ponte did not hesitate and did not think this was a secret.

"The God of Bitterness I saw called himself Salt and Pepper.

As for you, isn’t your name Cai Gen?

This question is so strange."

check?

Cai Gen thinks the name of the God of Bitterness is so abstract.
To be continued...