How can an old man who is racing against time and wants the clock to stop have any extra energy to care about what others think of him?
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Every sunrise makes the old man happy.
Every sunset makes the old man sad.
Every time he saw the sunset, he couldn't help but think of a very annoying word.
The sun is fading.
Haha, the sun is setting.
However, the sun rises every day.
So what if it’s sunset?
When the time comes it will rise again.
And what about him?
Every time he closed his eyes, he was worried that he would not be able to open them the next day.
There was never a moment when his heart was not in the torment of fear of death.
He was in great pain.
He longed for the divine turtle even more.
As if possessed by a demon, the turtle has become his obsession.
...
And the so-called obsession...
Where can I let go easily?
Even though the young man in front of him told him time and time again that the turtle was a monster and its flesh was useless to his sick body.
Even the turtle, the monster told him personally that its meat could not cure his terminal illness.
He still couldn't believe it.
In other words, he didn't want to believe it.
The last hope, he couldn't give up until he was seriously injured.
What's more, what if he hits his head and bleeds?
Either way, it's death.
He doesn't want to wait to die.
He just wants to try his best to live.
Even if you are still alive.
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"Young man, I know you will be able to catch the turtle."
The old man knew that with his current physical condition, it would be no more than a dream to go out to sea to catch turtles.
Moreover, he didn't have that much time to search slowly.
However, he stared intently at the young man in front of him.
He knew that this young man was different from him.
Even though they can all see the Turtles.
However, they are different.
If this young man knew that the turtle was a monster...
He will definitely find the turtles!
"Please help me."
"Help me catch the turtle."
"I have money, a lot of money."
"I'll give you whatever money you want."
"As long as you help me catch the turtle."
"Young man, just take pity on me, a bad old man."
"Help me, huh?"
A flush appeared on the old man's pale face, his cheeks were thin, and his eyes were wide open.
The light inside is astonishingly bright.
The corners of his eyes are still red.
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"It saved you."
Xiao Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, "If-"
"I know."
The old man interrupted the young man in front of him somewhat rudely.
He was a little impatient.
"I know."
He repeated it.
The young man in front of him had already told him this.
Although he is old, his mind is not so confused that he cannot remember such little things.
"I know it saved me."
The old man said again, his mood getting worse and worse, his tone a bit venting, "So what?"
"I didn't ask it to save me."
"My purpose was to catch it."
"It's a monster."
"We are human beings."
"We are different from them!"
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"Besides, monsters are inherently bad."
"Aren't there always legends about monsters causing harm to the world?"
"Isn't it a way of doing justice to heaven by catching it?"
"Who knows if it will hurt humans later?"
The more the old man talked, the more he felt that what he said made sense, and the look on his face became more and more excited, even a little excited.
"Then you might as well let me eat it."
"Maybe it's useless, but maybe it's useful?"
“Don’t you have to actually try something like this before you know it?”
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"Young man, you don't have to think too much."
The old man knew that young people nowadays would always care about things that he felt were unnecessary, "I am begging you for this."
"I will bear all the consequences."
"Although you will feel a little sorry for that monster."
"But you saved my life!"
The old man's eyes were burning, "It's hard to have both ends of the world."
"If one party must sacrifice..."
"Do you prefer monsters to humans?"
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"The flesh will do nothing to help your illness."
Xiao Xiao once again elaborated on a fact.
Indeed, sometimes, as a last resort, it is necessary to make a choice to sacrifice one party.
But the sacrifice was valuable.
But the current situation is that the monster's sacrifice is completely worthless.
The monster is dead.
The old man will still die when the time comes.
Not early or late.
Monster meat won't make his body any better.
As for whether it will be worse...it's hard to say.
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Why make unnecessary sacrifices?
Sacrifice is not a word that can be spoken lightly.
After all, sacrifice means the loss of a life.
The old man's approach was quite a bit like "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go".
Too extreme and cruel.
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"I know!"
The old man tried hard to control his irritable mood caused by the sudden anger in his heart.
He is asking for help.
Unfortunately, this attempt was not very successful.
"I know, that monster saved me."
"I know, the monster said its meat has no effect on my disease."
"I know all this."
"You don't have to tell me again and again!"
The old man said angrily in a loud voice, and then the volume dropped, "But-"
"I just can't give up."
"I just want to try it, in case-"
"What if it succeeds?"
For today's old people, even if there is only one percent hope, he will try his best to grasp it.
He had no choice.
Even if this is ugly, it is excessive.
He knows.
However, in order to survive, he didn't care about anything.
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"you do not know."
Xiao Xiao looked into the old man's cloudy eyes and said, "If you knew, you wouldn't say the following words."
Eat your own savior?
This is really funny.
Xiao Xiao curled his lips slightly.
The emotions in his eyes were somewhat obscure.
"Sorry, I can't help you."
Xiao Xiao said nothing more and bluntly rejected the old man's request.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then screamed, "Why?!"
"That's what I begged you for!"
"Dong dong~"
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Uncle Zhang's somewhat confused and anxious voice came from outside the door, "Uncle Li, what's wrong with you?"
"What happened?"
"May I come in?"
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There was a moment of silence in the house.
No one responded to Uncle Zhang at the door.
Xiao Xiao's ears twitched slightly.
He heard the voices of Zhang Bo, Zhuge Yun and others.
Then, Uncle Zhang was persuaded to leave.
He also heard Zhuge Yun approach the door and mutter softly, "Third brother, you continue."
He couldn't help but feel a little funny.
However, the old man's voice sounded again and the smile in his eyes became shallower and shallower.
His eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of cold mist.
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"Do you want me to kneel down for you?"
Because of the interruption of the knock on the door just now, the old man's mood calmed down a bit. His voice was deep, hoarse and difficult, "Isn't what I asked for enough?"