"When I came to the prison, I felt as comfortable as returning home."
Ash patted the iron fence and sighed: "It's just that the environment is much worse than Broken Lake."
"This is just a detention room, and the environment is certainly not that good." Igula said: "I have seen documentaries, and the prison of Gospel is even more luxurious than the blood moon, and there is no blood moon trial yet, so you can look forward to it."
"That's fine, as long as there is lesbian food in the prison food, I'll be satisfied."
Listening to their endless chat, An Nan raised his eyebrows: "You don't seem to be worried about your situation?"
"Oh, I didn't expect that Miss, you actually have a mother who is a Holy Domain magician. How can we worry about this?" Ya Xiu spread his hands.
"That's right," Igula also said: "According to my understanding of "parents," even if your mother cannot sacrifice her life for you, she will at least meet most of your demands. Things like sheltering us belong to your parents.
Within the scope of obligations.”
"It's hard to say."
Everyone's attention focused on Liz. She looked down at the small mirror, her legs dangling, and said: "Not all parents love their children..."
Then everyone's attention focused on Ash again, and there was a bit of reproach in their eyes.
Ash bared his teeth and responded to them - he was also a father for the first time, and Lisi hadn't experienced a life-or-death crisis for so many days. He had done his best to fulfill his responsibilities, right?
Ash will never forget the days when he was taken care of by his father when he was a child. It was more exciting than riding a roller coaster... There is also a photo of Ash playing parallel bars in the photo album at home. Apart from the fact that Ash in the photo is no taller than a fire hose, there is nothing else.
question.
"If we classify the parents in this world, 99% have feelings for their children and 1% have no feelings for their children. Then Qinna is the kind of parent who hopes that her children will have no feelings and will just be her puppets." An Nan said without logic.
He said: "If you expect her to protect you because of my face, you might as well expect the panji to arouse her desire."
Everyone turned their attention to the cute young housekeeper, and Banji sighed: "Miss, I know you were in a bad mood when you saw Mrs. Qinna, but just insult me. You can't insult your mother."
"I didn't insult her." An Nan said, "Isn't my father just like you?"
Banji: "Then you can't insult me either."
Ash asked curiously: "Miss, your mother is an elf, and you yourself are a human?"
"Have you forgotten? After reproductive isolation was abolished, children born from different races were randomly selected. The human genes of the Duolan family defeated the elf blood of Sennheiser." An Nan said lightly: "Qinna can't wait to pull her.
Grow my ears to prove that Sennheiser's genetic material is superior."
Igulla asked: "You have a bad relationship with your mother?"
"My relationship with her is far from being 'good or bad', it's still 'yes or no'. I don't want to tell you about my insignificant childhood, nor do I want to feed your sympathy with blood and tears.
, you just need to know that that old woman has no concept of family. The only thing she cares about is the surname Sennheiser." An Nan sneered and said: "I would rather rely on my aunt than have anything to do with her. In fact,
The meeting just now was the first time we got together in the past ten years... You see, Qin Na is quite enthusiastic about me."
She pointed at her red and swollen face. Because her magic power was limited by the magic shackles, she could not treat the injury she had just received from her mother's high boots.
Ash and Igura looked at each other with the same color in their eyes.
An Nan's nose twitched, "I smell your slander against me..."
"Has your nose been modified like Harvey's?" Ash complained: "Harvey is sensitive to corpses, but you are intolerant to what's in your heart?"
Zi Fei Mo sneered: "Don't you think that Qin Na actually cares about me, but she is just a mother who is not good at expressing her feelings, so she has many misunderstandings with me... right?"
Igula and Ash blinked, obviously the eldest lady was right.
"This kind of boring fantasy, I wouldn't have comforted myself like this when I was six years old." An Nan said calmly: "At that time, I would even wonder if I was the reincarnation of some god. Qin Na treated me like this to promote me.
She grew up, gave birth to my hatred, and finally she would serve as a sacrifice to guide me to kill my mother to free myself from hatred, allowing me to transcend the mortal world and climb the ladder of the gospel... Not to mention, this kind of exciting plot can really make me young.
I feel a little relieved.”
"I advise you not to have any expectations for that old woman." The eldest lady closed her eyes and said, "This is the experience of people who have been there."
There was no room for anyone to talk about household matters like this. Only Igula showed an expression of "Sure enough" - he, a "Blood Moonist" who has great disdain for the family system, felt that the relationship between An Nan and his mother was
The relationship is reasonable.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Harvey, who had been lying on the iron frame bed, suddenly woke up coughing repeatedly. He covered his head and sat up. The expression on his face was extremely strange, both excited and haggard.
He tore off the barbs on his fingernails and said, "Don't you feel it?"
"What does it feel like?"
The necromancer pointed to his head: "The secretion of dopamine is excessive... The five receptors in my brain are stimulated by dopamine all the time. If this continues, the threshold will be raised to a very dangerous level. I have to pay attention to this when I smoke and eat sweets.
After all, if the threshold is raised, it cannot be lowered."
"Look, I don't feel any pain when I tear off the barbs. I even feel a little relieved. The pain has completely turned into pleasure." The necromancer showed his hand: "Zi Moth, you don't feel your face hurts either, you just feel it.
My face feels cold...Is your city crazy?"
Even the Necromancer thinks this city is too outrageous.
However, Ash and the others did not feel anything unusual - if anything, there was something wrong with being so relaxed and at ease even after entering the detention center.
But because of his own past experiences, it was difficult for Ash to feel any fear about the reality of being arrested. He no longer knew whether this was due to inner self-confidence or because the mist was too heart-warming.
"Well, I didn't expect that the first people to notice the problem were smokers..." An Nan said: "That's right. People like you who habitually use hallucinogenic pheromones to numb yourself are more likely to notice changes in body hormones than ordinary people like you.
.If it’s like boiling a frog in warm water, Mr. Harvey, you have been burned by scalding water before, so you can feel the warmth and coldness of the temperature better.”
"But as I introduced before, Vanmula is such a city. The mist of beauty envelopes every corner of the city, keeping everyone in a cheerful and joyful mood all the time. This is the 'inheritance' of Vanmula."
Panji explained: "Azura is a new city that has only been developed in the past two hundred years. It has applied all the latest technological achievements of the Gospel Kingdom. It can be said to be the most developed and advanced city in the empire. Although other first-level cities are not as advanced as Azura
It is so advanced, but it retains the cultural heritage left behind by development over the past hundreds or even millennia.”
"The background?" The necromancers all laughed: "If the threshold keeps increasing, you won't know what will happen, right? Endless joy will only lead to a brutal ending."
"What will happen?" Liz asked curiously.
"If a person is a machine, happiness is the start button." Harvey said: "Generally, a normal person may only press four or five times a day. The bits and pieces of happiness in life drive our machine to slowly
Slow down."
"As for the people living in this city, their happiness buttons have been constantly pressed by this layer of fog. This will certainly greatly improve the operating efficiency of the human machine, but the machine will wear out.
, the buttons will also rust. The so-called threshold increase means that the buttons become difficult to press because of rust."
"When the threshold is raised to a certain level..."
"The button can no longer be pressed." Igula said: "Then the machine will not start at all."
"According to my perception, the spirit of people living in this city will be completely broken within a year at most, and they will rust into toys that cannot turn at all." Harvey was also a little confused at this time: "But I feel that those people on the street
It seems that I can still live and work normally..."
"Your idea is basically correct." An Nan said: "But the so-called magicians are themselves a group of miracle-making machines that go against common sense."
"Buttons will rust, but as long as they are regularly lubricated, won't they be fine?"
Ash: "What lubricant?"
"Fight fire with fire." The eldest lady touched her red and swollen face, her voice full of disdain: "It's more intense and crazy joy than beauty mist, more than dopamine, more than all hallucinogenic drugs -"
