But his companion, Brandy, who was also the initiator of this mission, has not yet appeared.

"Did something happen?" A trace of haze flashed through Arthur's mind. Although Brandy now seems to be a very experienced gunman, Arthur knows very well that he is just a pure shooter who has only been in the industry for more than a month.

They are just newcomers. Generally speaking, it would not be surprising for such a cute newcomer to have any problems.

With all kinds of thoughts in mind, Arthur blew a long whistle at the risk of being discovered. This was the secret code he and Brandi had agreed upon in advance.

Fortunately, after a while, another short whistle sounded. Arthur heard the sound and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Brandi ran out of the camp at a trot, climbed onto the carriage in two or three times, and said, "How is it? Is the goods correct?"

"You couldn't be more upright," Arthur responded with a smile, tilted his head subconsciously, and was surprised to find that Brandi next to him was covered in blood, and he was startled, "What the hell, what's going on with you?"

"What's going on?" Brandy was a little confused at first, then he noticed Arthur's gaze and smiled, "Ah, it's okay, these are other people's blood, I'm not hurt."

"Oh, that's good," Arthur breathed a sigh of relief at first, then seemed to realize something and said even more shocked, "So, while I was busy roping the horses and turning the carriage around, you were busy killing people in the camp?

"

"Yes, I didn't spare any of them, I wiped them all on their necks," Brandi said nonchalantly, "What? Is there any problem?"

"There's a problem, there's a big problem," Arthur couldn't help shouting. Then he realized something was wrong and spent a lot of effort to lower his voice, "Brandy, tell me the truth, are you really

Did you start killing people after you joined us more than a month ago?"

"Of course," Brandi replied, "Can this be true?"

Arthur looked Brandi up and down and said: "You don't look like a newcomer who has only been in the industry for more than a month, but you were clearly a rookie more than a month ago who couldn't even use a gun.

Where did you get such a murderous streak?"

"This...I can't tell, maybe there is a bit of bloodthirsty in my nature." Brandi didn't know how to answer, and he hesitated in his words.

"Speaking of which, my eldest cousin has killed 20,000 to 30,000 people online and offline. Is it possible that because he plays so many games, in this reality that highly overlaps with games, his subconscious concept of human life is also blurred?

Already?" Brandy couldn't help but reflect on herself.

"But if you think about it carefully, if you hadn't dealt with them, I would have woken them up long ago with my harnessing and turning around," Arthur sighed and said, "Anyway, don't kill like this indiscriminately in the future.

, even if you kill someone, you must have your own principles and bottom line, and you cannot take human life lightly. For people like us, only the principles in our hearts can restrain us from turning from a human being into a blood-devouring beast."

Brandy nodded and said, "I'll remember that. Thank you, Arthur."

"You don't need to thank me, kid," Arthur stopped looking at Brandi, just turned his eyes to the deep night sky that appeared in his eyes through the gaps in the trees, and said, "It's just a little advice from someone who has experienced it."

"This is what I will do in my life, but you are still young, boy. Since you have embarked on this path, you should think of more ways to make yourself bear less sin." Arthur thought to himself.

The carriage slowly drove out of the dense forest, crossed the railroad tracks, and headed towards the livestock town built on the northwest edge of the grassland.

The moon is at the top of the sky, and the night on the grassland is still as prosperous as the day.


Chapter completed!