From a personal point of view, Luo Qiu does not agree with Nero becoming a member of the club because Nero has his spiritual seeds in his body.
If possible, Luo Qiu did not want Nero Vision to be lost like this.
However, based on the club's most basic trading principles... since the guest has made a request, and the price can be afforded, the transaction will be triggered.
You will be trapped in endless transactions, whether you are willing or unwilling, but the power has reached that level and it will never change.
This may be part of the lost freedom...a feeling of being unable to control yourself.
Luo Qiu knew that it might be very soon, or it might be very late, but it would definitely come. Most likely, he would become like his predecessor, who would eventually lose interest in everything.
Just like the purpose of the club, to get something, you just have to give something.
He will become the eternal agent of the source in endless time and space, and he will also become the puppet under the will of the source... It is also equivalent, right?
Nero's request was recognized by the altar. In fact, every transaction will be recognized by the altar, and most importantly, there will be a transaction contract.
The power of the contract comes from the altar, and Luo Qiu is just a witness and executor.
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Nero's greatest wish is to live in the club, where customers can't help but have their most original thoughts magnified.
You may be mentally strong enough and determined enough to resist...but you will eventually be inspired because you have been here long enough, because you have done enough transactions...because you have been on a path from the beginning.
Point of no return.
She seems to just want to live, no matter which way.
But the requirements of living can be very great. You can live to the end of the world and live to eternity.
Obviously, the price of eternity is very high, almost immeasurable... but it seems that there are also clever ways, such as the path to becoming a black soul messenger.
Perhaps this is what Nero was thinking at this time.
"You will lose your freedom. Your body and your will will no longer belong to you from now on. From now on, your life and your death will only be a matter of thought, and you cannot betray me.
Will. Moreover, in the process of executing the mission, you may also encounter evil situations that may lead to death... Even so, are you willing?"
This is a transaction. Unlike Dazhe's transformation, Dazhe first became the property of the club and then was transformed by Luo Qiu. He had no right to choose.
At this time, both Dazhe and Taiyinzi were watching Nero silently because Nero would most likely become one of their kind in a few minutes.
"Boss, is this really a good business for you?" Nero looked into Luo Qiu's eyes, "Aren't you afraid that your customers won't want to do it?"
Luo Qiu smiled and said: "If we make it clear, there won't be too many arguments in the future. Moreover, the choice is always in the hands of the guest."
Nero said calmly: "But the better thing is always on your side, isn't it? Even though we have the so-called right to choose... Where is there a better choice than this?"
Looking at the parchment floating slowly in front of her eyes, Nero easily put her palm on it, and she whispered: "I don't want to hurt like this anymore."
The conversion process is very simple. With the power of the club, the conversion process does not even take ten seconds.
Nero gave up his human body and obtained a body composed of alien sources.
The scars on her body disappeared at this moment. She looked at her brand new body and felt the relaxed feeling she had before. Even without the use of medicine... there was no pain.
No more pain, all the pain has gone away.
The voices of his parents when he was a child suddenly flashed through Nero's mind.
"It really doesn't hurt anymore."
Nero looked at Luo Qiu and smiled.
Luo Qiu saw a tear slowly flowing out from under her eyes. This was the first time Luo Qiu saw Nero's smile.
Not cruel, not indifferent, not ferocious, not frivolous, not malicious or ill-intentioned, just a very ordinary, ordinary person's smile.
So ordinary.
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There was a new black soul messenger, and the maid lady was not too surprised. She didn't even show any displeasure because it was Nero.
In the past hundreds of years, the maid lady has long been used to witnessing one outstanding person after another become the messenger of the black soul, and watching them die again and again in various difficult tasks.
The maid lady even seemed to be in a good mood. When Boss Luo finished transforming Nero and went back to the study again, Taiyinzi was surprised to find that he might not die?
The Black Soul Messenger is under the management of the maid... At this time, the maid is carefully explaining the work of the Black Soul Messenger to Nero.
"First, it is not allowed to use coercive means to force customers to make transactions, but it is allowed to use inducement means."
Nero shrugged nonchalantly.
"Second, we have no enemies in the true sense. Every guest who comes here, even if he is someone you hate, must maintain the most basic respect for the customer."
Nero still shrugged indifferently, indicating that he knew.
"Third, the master is everything to us. Any thoughts of betraying the master are not allowed, especially not to be dissolute. We must put on clothes as soon as possible after bathing."
Nero... Nero opened his mouth meaningfully, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Education is still going on, and it seems it will take some time.
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The underground medical room of Wolong Villa.
Momo came to visit Zhan'er almost every day. At this time, only two logistics staff and one medical staff were left at Wolong Villa.
Zhan'er's current situation cannot be transferred... Fortunately, Wolong Villa was very careful when it was first built, and its self-sufficient power can always be maintained. As for the thick fog, it was blocked by the barrier released by the administration.
The medical equipment here can also be used.
Presumably if this barrier could be moved, it wouldn't stay here, but would be used for movement in the current thick fog, right?
Perhaps it was too boring to stay here, so the nurse who stayed after accepting the order began to clean up. For example, she planned to take the clothes Zhan'er had changed and wash them.
There were still blood stains on the clothes. She had taken them off during the treatment. She had put them in a corner and ignored them. When she picked up the clothes, something suddenly fell out of the clothes.
It's a small rattle.
"This rattle..."
The sound of the rattle falling to the ground caught Momo's attention. He walked to the nurse's side, picked up the rattle from the ground, and shook it twice subconsciously.
The crisp sound seems to have a strange magic power that can make people feel calm.
"Mr. Momo, are the things not broken?" The nurse girl looked at Momo a little uneasily. She naturally knew who was staying at Wolong Villa.
This ugly-looking rattle might be a magical weapon of those Taoists who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth... If it was broken, she couldn't afford to pay for it.
"No, it's okay." Momo smiled, "Go and do your work."
The little nurse then left quickly with an uneasy look on her face... Mo Mo looked at Zhan'er sleeping through the glass, feeling helpless, "So you have been carrying this thing with you."
This was the first day that Momo stayed at Wolong Villa. He met Lai Caisheng, a contemporary Buddhist Taoist preacher, and got it from him, or in other words, it was given by Lai Caisheng.
Mo Mo didn't expect that Zhan'er would actually carry this rattle with him... Mo Mo shook his head, took the rattle in his hand, and walked out of the medical room.
There is also a support staff here, so no one is watching.
Thanks to the existence of the barrier, the interior of Wolong Villa will not be obscured by thick fog... But looking out from the courtyard, Wolong Villa looks like a small world isolated in the thick fog.
The fog was so thick that the villa seemed dark. Without looking at the time, you couldn't even tell whether it was morning or afternoon. But Momo never expected that at this time, he would encounter the person who was setting off huge waves outside...
The mysterious man with a bronze mask!
It's in the other courtyard owned by Buyidao.
Momo didn't even know when the other party arrived or how he passed through the barrier... At this time, the bronze masked man stood in the yard, looking up at a sycamore tree in the yard.
Mo Mo felt very frightened at this moment... Naturally, the only two logistics personnel left in the villa could not be counted on.
He is the only one left.
The only thing that gave Mo Mo some confidence was that after returning to the villa again, his luggage was also found, as well as the magical weapons and talismans from Longhu Mountain, so that he could not only fight hand-to-hand.
He secretly held a powerful talisman in his hand and walked into the courtyard... Momo had a feeling that the bronze masked man seemed to be looking for him.
"Tianxin seventy-one generation! How dare you break into Wolong Villa!" Mo Mo rushed into the other courtyard, pointed the nameless black wooden sword in the distance, and said angrily: "What on earth do you want to do!"
"Is your companion okay?" The bronze masked man turned around, looked at Mo Mo, and said calmly: "I heard that he saved his life, right?"
Mo Mo gritted her teeth, "It's all because of you, Zhan'er is... hateful!"
"As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later." The bronze masked man said of course at this moment: "He is like this, and so are you. This proves that your destiny is very strong... But having a strong destiny does not mean that you can spend your money unscrupulously.
You may be able to see a new world, why not cherish it."
"Cherish?" Mo Mo sneered: "If we were not rescued that day, then... so many Taoist seniors and demon masters would have become victims? How many would have to be sacrificed for your own selfish desires?
A person's life? Or should he keep it if he doesn't survive... Who are you to judge?!"
"Those who achieve great things must always make sacrifices." The bronze masked man said calmly: "In ancient times, in order to maintain life, weak tribes would send away the old and weak tribesmen and abandon them in order to leave more food for future generations. This is also the same reason. They
In the long years, they have exhausted their potential. Even if their spiritual energy is revived, they cannot break through their current selves. For this reason, they place their hopes on people who still have potential and are willing to sacrifice themselves... As you see
Come on, is it just for your own selfishness?"
"They...were voluntary?" Mo Mo opened her mouth in surprise.
"You don't know." The bronze masked man said: "The pain of not being able to go any further, you don't know the despair of approaching the end of life and death. You haven't seen the scene where the road is still there but is completely blocked.
. Hundreds of years of practicing Taoism are all in vain, and a few decades of hard work, until the potential is exhausted, wandering on the edge of despair, and the days are passing by ruthlessly day by day. Do you know these?"
Along with the voice of the bronze masked man, pictures appeared in front of Mo Mo's eyes.
One by one, in despair, the monks chose to commit suicide...
One by one, the monsters roared to the sky in grief and anger...
Hate hate hate!
Kill kill kill!
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment, but Momo felt a cold sweat... The endless resentment and pain seemed to penetrate into the depths of his soul.
The black wooden sword fell to the ground as soon as it was unsteady, and Momo knelt down on the ground with weak legs... Kneeling down in the endless unwillingness, anger and despair... Those who have been blocked since the immortal road
After that, the person or demon is lost in despair.
It wasn't until the sound of the ringing bell suddenly sounded that it broke through the resentment like a bolt of lightning, and Mo Mo's mind was separated from the terror.
He gasped for air and looked at the bronze masked man in front of him... He didn't know when he was holding the rattle in his hand.
"Whether it is the Dao world or the demon world, it seems peaceful." The bronze masked man said slowly: "But you may not realize how many undercurrents there are... accumulating, this kind of despair has been accumulating, and
This kind of depression is also getting stronger day by day. When that day, it can no longer be endured, when it can no longer be suppressed, madness will follow, and it may truly go to extremes. Did you know that Xinguo
After it was established, why did we need to set up an administration?”
Momo shook her head blankly.
"Because they are even crazier." The bronze masked man said calmly: "The Taoist people who privately use mortal lives to break through this shackles, the demon clan has long been even crazier... They have become more secretive, and at the same time their methods have become more sophisticated.
Crazy and extreme. If you can't absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then absorb the energy of strangers. The Taoist tranquility has long since disappeared, and secretly it has turned into the devil to some extent and become a demon that devours people. It is like a plague,
It spreads quietly across the realms of Tao and Demon. We have only two destinies, to die in madness, or to find a new breakthrough... And if we don't find this breakthrough, then there will only be a crazy and crazy death, and it will even sweep across
The whole mortal world."
"how come……"
"You should be happy." The bronze masked man walked towards Mo Mo, "Fortunately, they finally chose sacrifice instead of madness... Fortunately, they are still willing to open a way for you to survive and leave hope to you."
Momo raised her head and looked at him.
I saw him slowly taking off the bronze mask on his face, "So, do you still think that we are just doing it for our own selfishness?"
