Don't you understand the words? Victor was completely frozen there as if he was frozen.

He turned his gaze to the place where the sound came out with difficulty, and then, as if he was moaning, such words popped out from his throat.

"I don't understand yet? What exactly do I have not figured out yet? Can't you tell me? Baron Einzberen, is it that interesting to play with me?"

The more he spoke, the louder he had, his tone was filled with a sense of grief and anger. This made Smith Zhou, who had already walked out of the deepest part of the nursing home, smiled a little helplessly.

"Do you know? I always thought that for most humans, ignorance is the best choice. Blindly pursuing answers is actually not a good thing for people like you. Because what can you do if you know the answer? You have neither the ability to change everything, nor can you avoid all of this. So instead of worrying about these things you shouldn't know, it's better to be an ignorant honestly."

Smith Zhou thought he was so admonished by Victor so much from good intentions. But Victor could not accept his kindness. Or in other words, he did not think what Smith Zhou said was correct.

So at this moment, he was completely crazy and shouting at Smith Zhou.

"Ignorance, why should I be an ignorant? I was played with by your so-called answers, but in the end you didn't even want to give you a basic answer. Don't you think this is too unfair to me? Or is this the way you played against your companions until you were going to play with me to death?"

"It's not as serious as you said." Smith Zhou shook his head and was a little funny about Victor's statement. After seeing his serious expression on his face, he smiled and said to him. "Since you want to know this answer so much, I'll tell you."

"Actually, it's very simple. Everything you are confused about can be explained by one explanation. That is my identity. I am Akamatsuko, the one who imprisons those evil gods. Everything, including the appearance of those evil gods, is part of my design. Can you understand what I say?"

Smith Zhou's concise words made Victor fall into deep speechlessness. At this moment, he didn't know what expression he should use to face the man who told him the truth.

I was indignantly questioning why he wanted to hide these from him, but because I was afraid of the power represented by this man, I couldn't ask a word. I wanted to cry about the sadness of being played with in my palms, but because of a complex emotion and thought, he couldn't tell him at all.

At this time, he finally understood what Smith Zhou said before, the benefits of being an ignorant. This is indeed seeking troubles, because even if he knows this, what can he do? He has no ability to change anything, nor even avoid anything. In Smith Zhou's hands, he is like a duckweed drifting with the flow, and everything is involuntarily. Instead of doing this, it is better to know nothing.

A proud and arrogant person would have such thoughts, and he had reached the end of the road. His heart was already traumatized, and his confidence and persistence had been belittled to be worthless. At this time, he had already had an idea that all his previous ambitions were just a ridiculous fantasy. Because compared with the man in front of him, he really felt that he was nothing, and he was as small as an ant.

He has already begun to give up on himself, but this is not something Smith Zhou is willing to see. If that is true, then he is equivalent to a waste. It is undoubtedly a mistake to waste time on a waste. Therefore, he must cheer up again.

"Mr. Dum, what are you worried about? You must know that if people like you are worried about this problem, then aren't those guys who are not even as good as you? People should learn to look in a good direction. Although your existence is not as important as you think, it does not mean that you are useless. In fact, being able to tell you this and let you come here means that you already have a very ordinary opportunity."

"Opportunity?" asked Victor, who grinned and even his voice hoarsely. "What chance does a person like me have? In the end, it's just like a puppet who is playing with you in your hands."

"If you continue to be so depressed, then you can naturally be a puppet. No, you can't even be a puppet. That's a place for ignorant people. If you know so many things, you will never be able to return to your original place."

The smile on Smith Zhou's face, who was pushing the wheelchair, had already calmed down. His expression was dull, making people feel a kind of pressure as if facing a mountain. The danger of the mountain collapsed when he was not careful made Victor realize that this dangerous man had a little murderous intention toward him in his heart. However, this murderous intention was hidden because Smith Zhou obviously left him a chance.

"But, Mr. Dum. I have to admit that you are a capable guy. If a guy like you is ruined like this, it would be a pity. I admire talents very much. In fact, human talents and heroes are all the guys that make me moved. You are no exception. So, I am willing to give you a chance. You should be able to understand what I mean, this is your last chance."

Swallowed the saliva caused by fear, Victor, who was called a talent by Smith Zhou, looked at the man in front of him seriously, then lowered his head deeply and said respectfully to him.

"Sir, what are your instructions?"

The problem of death standing and living on kneeling will not exist in the minds of people like Victor, so he did not have to spend any time and just knelt in front of Smith Zhou, expressing his final choice in this way.

And this choice was obviously satisfying Smith Zhou.

People always appreciate those heroes and heroes with hard bones, but they don’t think about how such people can be so easily used by others. They have principles and persistence. Using them means that you must compromise on their principles and persistence. This is equivalent to that you cannot use them to accomplish many things.

So in comparison, Smith Zhou prefers to use guys who don’t have so many principles and can be as good as they are. Those who know the times are heroes. This is not wrong. At least they are not inferior to the former in terms of ability, and they really need to be much more convenient.

Just like the Victor in front of him, it is undoubtedly a good example. As long as you can survive and get the most practical benefits, such a person will not care what he wants to do. And it is precisely because of this that many things are explained to him, which is a very good choice.

"It's very simple! Mr. Doom, you just need to go back to Mephisto and use this thing."

When he said this, Smith Zhou took out a strangely shaped dagger from behind him.

The ancient shape makes people see its long history at a glance. The clearly visible copper rust on it shows that such a weapon is completely made of copper. It does not look sharp, and the edge part can even be said to be a bit incomplete. But this weapon makes Victor feel like he has encountered a terrible flood beast.

He could not understand the reason, but he could feel that this special feeling must be related to the words engraved on the sword.

These were a few very strange words, the ancient ones were almost indistinguishable, and they were deeply engraved into the sword ridge. In the middle of these words, you can clearly see some dark red marks, as if some solidified. They looked like blood, but they seemed not. Because there were very obvious burning and corrosive marks around these traces. If this is blood, then this blood would be a little scary.

But if this is not, then what would this be? Victor respectfully raised his hands and took the dagger from Smith Zhou's hand. Then he asked carefully at Smith Zhou.

"Sir, what's this thing?"

"Hasn't I promised you to give you a chance to avenge Mephisto? This is the opportunity I gave you." Smith Zhou pointed at the short sword in his hand and explained it to him. "This is the Zhuxian Sword specially created by the ancient human emperor to kill gods. As long as you take advantage of Mephisto's inattention and stabbed this weapon entangled with countless curses and resentment into his body. Even if he has great skills, he will eventually be unable to escape death. How about it, are you willing to give it a try?"

"A weapon that can kill God?" Looking at the not-so-conspicuous short sword in his hand, Victor couldn't help but feel greedy in his heart and swallowed hard.
Chapter completed!