"So I beg you, please destroy the black-skinned fishman village and give the red-skinned fishman peace."
Bemila bowed and sincerely requested
"I refuse"
Chu Tian answered without much thought, without waiting for the dialogue prompted by the system.
Bemila looked stunned and didn't understand why the other party was so determined.
Chu Tian sneered and pointed around, asking Bemila to take a look at the current red-skinned fishman village.
"These creatures have already formed servility after many years of being oppressed. If you can save them once and get used to this oppressed life, I can predict that in the near future they will be raped by a second or third black-skinned fish.
The human village oppresses people's lives, so what's the point of saving such people?"
Bemila is silent
The red-skinned murloc she saw in her eyes was only sadness, despair, and confusion about the future, but no anger or hatred. It seemed that she had never considered using her own hands to change this life.
Yes, I'm used to it
Bemila discovered that they lived such a life before coming here. He didn’t know whether they had been living this way for decades or hundreds of years.
Slavery has been deeply buried in their internal organs and bone marrow.
Change this life so that they can be free...
They may not be used to it
And if you think about it from another angle, aren't the black-skinned fishmen providing them with force protection? She has never seen other races invade this place.
Even so, Bemila still...
"I still want to change their lives. They have lost the oppression of the black-skinned fish people. I believe that one day they will find their self-esteem and a suitable lifestyle for them."
Chu Tian sneered: "One day?"
He couldn't help but think of the iron house theory mentioned by Mr. Lu Xun. Bemila was undoubtedly the person who shouted. Although it can wake up those who are sleeping and dying and give them hope of destroying the iron house, it is more likely to wake up these unfortunate people.
The few who come come to suffer the irreparable agony of death
"Yeah!" Bemila nodded heavily
Chutian stared at her dark golden snake eyes carefully, and Beimila looked at her unwillingly.
After a while Chu Tian smiled
"If you insist, I hope you won't regret it. You must know that there is a price to pay for anything you do."
Bemila said word by word: "I will never regret it!"
Chu Tian shrugged, it seemed that he had met someone who was determined to die.
Pointing to the turbulent river: "Now there is another question...how should we cross this big river?"
Bemila was now absolutely sure that this bastard agreed. He showed a seductive smile that made Baihua ashamed. The pair of dimples looked so sweet.
Chu Tian couldn't help but his heart trembled. He was confused for a moment and suddenly came back to his senses. He smiled bitterly. Sure enough, real people can't compare to some NPCs in the game. If Bemila was in the ancient war-torn times, she must be the same person as Cleopatra.
- Queen or Helen, a beautiful woman who captivated the country and made the originally chaotic world even crazier.
"Follow me"
We followed Bemila to a dilapidated thatched hut that looked like a warehouse. Chu Tian was tired of seeing such houses. They were all the same.
When I walked in, I found that there was nothing inside.
"This is……"
Bemila was already holding a wooden tool that looked like a shovel that she picked up on the road, and whispered: "Come here to help." It looked like she was about to dig.
Chu Tian refused to advance but retreated, commanding Fran: "Fran, come on"
Fran pointed at himself in shock, doubting Chu Tian's order.
Chu Tian nodded without any hesitation, indicating that she understood the meaning correctly.
Fran was so angry that he gritted his teeth, clenched his small fist angrily and punched the imaginary Chu Tian several times to vent his anger.
This bastard stinky owner actually used the same commanding tone as commanding a dog, and asked her, a noble, great, unprecedented, beautiful, lovely... fairy dragon Fran who is known as the strongest and most perfect fairy in history, to do the job of a groundhog?
!
However, the master's order is absolute. This has been stipulated in the contract. It is an absolute rule that cannot be resisted. It is second only to the highest rule of "you must not hurt the master, and you must protect the master at the expense of yourself." If the second rule
If it conflicts with the highest priority law, the highest priority rule shall prevail.
So Fran no longer wanted to be dissatisfied and had no choice but to return to his true form. The huge dragon's body immediately broke the thatched hut to pieces and dug it down heavily to vent his anger, digging out a two-meter-long canoe. Bemila was left with lingering fears.
, sighing that luckily she escaped quickly, otherwise Fran’s claws would have dug her in too.
After doing these things, Fran returned to his childhood human form and stretched out his little paw to ask Chu Tian for a reward.
Chu Tian lightly flicked her smooth forehead and said to a child: "Wash your dirty little paws first, otherwise there will be nothing to eat."
"Qi, you are so mean" but you still obediently stretched out your little dragon wings and flew out to find some water to wash your hands. When you came back, you received an ambergris fruit as a reward from Chu Tian. Once again, she didn't know where she hid it.
...It seems that the time she imitated Zhu Bajie and ate ginseng fruit left a deep shadow on her little mind.
Focusing on the canoe, Bemila had already begun to clean up the remaining mud, making this canoe with relatively new material fully visible.
Wiping the sweat from her forehead to make her bangs stick to her forehead and leaving an obvious stain, Bemila breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I wasn't discovered."
"This is..." There is a vague feeling
"Preparing to regain the ability to retaliate against the black-skinned fish people, but unfortunately it has always been a luxury." Bemila's eyes showed hatred for a moment, then dimmed again. She smiled miserably and picked up a few of her hair, seeing that they were unable to hang down.
Chu Tian turned around and walked out of the ruins caused by Fran, and said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me, I just want to get out of here quickly."
Bemila turned to look at Chu Tian's departing back, her eyes full of hatred, and a moment later full of complex doubts that the souls of all undead are made of iron stone.
…
I don’t know if Bemila did it deliberately, but this trip across the river was particularly bumpy. It almost felt like the canoe was about to overturn several times, as if he wanted to see Chu Tian’s panic.
It's a pity that she is destined to be disappointed
Chu Tian, who was like a rock, sat firmly on the stern of the boat, his eyes never wavering at all.
...I have experienced situations that are more tense and terrifying than this in the past, so why would I panic over such a trivial matter? What a joke!
Because we were going upstream, it took us about ten minutes to jump off the boat and stand on the solid ground again. The mud on the riverside was soft and soft. When Chu Tian was pressed by the heavy armor on his body, most of the soles of the keel shin guards disappeared, and he was lifted up and left behind.
A clear sole print
Bemila also came down, led the canoe and walked behind a boulder. She had returned to her human form, walking barefoot on the riverside, leaving a long footprint.
But Chu Tian didn't care what she was doing. Looking across the river, she couldn't see the village of red-skinned fishmen. She didn't know whether it was too far away or the light was too dim. It was no wonder that she couldn't see the scenery on the other side of the river. At first, she thought the river was water.
There's nothing here
After a while, Bemila came back and raised her head, staring at Chutian with her dark golden snake eyes. She pursed her thin lips tightly and stared at Chutian very seriously. Her thin chin was trembling slightly.
"what?"
Chu Tian's neck couldn't help but recede a little, slightly intimidated by her aura that was different from the previous one.
Suddenly she cursed: "You are indeed a bastard!"
I can't believe that this bastard would really rather enjoy the scenery here than go over and help her. I don't know how much effort it takes for her to drag the canoe upstream like a tracker?
Since Chu Tian knew what his identity was now, he naturally wanted to act out this identity.
A scornful smile strangled her snow-white neck like a swan: "Please don't forget your status as a slave, I can kill you at any time."
Bemila was not afraid, she looked at each other without fear, and said in a hateful voice: "I will definitely kill you with my own hands!" You can hear the hatred in her words just by listening.
Chu Tian sneered and threw her away without any pity. He watched her fall on the soft mud. As a result, half of her white body that was finally cleaned was stained again: "Don't just talk without practicing. Wait until you really have such strength."
Let’s talk about it that day”
He ignored her and summoned Fran and Hongyan.
Fran and Hongyan were slightly surprised when they saw Bemila's current miserable condition, with a little sympathy on their expressions. They didn't understand why the master was so cruel to the incapacitated Queen Medusa.
Bemila sat up and wiped off the dirt on his body, his hatred even more intense. If eyes kill people, Chu Tian has already been killed instantly.
pity……
Still not enough. Chu Tian glanced at him from the corner of his eye and lamented.
To put it simply, Bemila is still grateful and fond of him as a character. She has no way to really hate herself. Her hatred is always a little hesitant.
If he hadn't been so cruel to her, she would have gradually become accustomed to this kind of life like those red-skinned fishmen, forgetting her real purpose of improving her strength, and willing to become his 'follower' and plaything
This obviously cannot meet the requirements of the task
If she really hated herself and wanted to kill herself immediately, she would have desperately found any possible weapon to kill her like she did when they first met, instead of just shouting in vain but doing nothing like she does now.
Chu Tian was even considering whether to add another dose of strong medicine, otherwise the progress of the mission would be very slow if it continued like this.
But before that, it would be better to solve the problem of the black-skinned fishmen.
"Lead the way" in a cold voice without any warmth.
Bemila stood up angrily and slowly, passing by Chu Tian as if passing a stranger who consciously led the way.
Seeing how dirty she was, Fran felt so pitiful that he wanted to say good things to her and beg Chutian to be nice to her.
After being glared at by Chu Tian and told her not to talk too much, it was difficult for Bemila to maintain this mood. He didn't want to waste all his efforts.
Fran pouted and ran to the beauty to complain, saying nagging words such as "The master has become a bad master, what should we do in the future?", like a noisy little sparrow, but the voice was just loud enough to make Chu Tian
Hearing this, Chu Tian was so angry that he wanted to immediately turn around and slap this idiot's little ass, asking her to run behind him and say bad things.
