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Chapter 5657 Asking for the Horn

"You're right, A Thousand Cats' Dream."

Gabriel sighed and rubbed his hair:

"I didn't understand a long time ago that human beings have so many desires and are so greedy, why my brothers love them so much. But when I stepped on the earth myself, I understood Lucifer's thoughts. That

It’s a kind of.”

He couldn't find a suitable adjective, so he just turned his hands over in front of him, as if he was tapping his brain power.

"Free? Practical? Or real?"

Su Ming gave several options. If the angels who lived in the clouds in the past did not see sin and darkness when they came to the world, they would probably see these.

It's ridiculous to say it, because Gabriel had already seen through the dark side of human beings when he was in heaven. He guarded the gate of heaven every day with nothing to do, so why not just stare at the human world to relieve his boredom?

So he looked at the worst-case scenario. After he arrived in the human world, he found that it was not as dark as before, and it seemed to be pretty good.

This is also inevitable. There are many bad things in the world, and there are indeed many dark things, but it does not mean that he will encounter all bad things.

As a human being and an individual, when you move around in a story and come into contact with all kinds of people, you will always meet some good people.

Yes, being a duck is a bit dark and unlucky, but the prostitutes he meets like him very much. He can settle the bill every time, never owes a debt, and even give him more clothes and food.

Are these black men and Mexican illegal immigrants not heroes among prostitutes?

At least he didn't meet a serial killer who killed ducks indiscriminately, a gangster who controlled people on the street, or someone who kidnapped and cut their waists.

When you think about it this way, do you think things are not so dark anymore?

He had not encountered many of the dark events he had seen before, so his sense of human beings had naturally become better. This was the difference brought about by the different perspectives.

"Well, that's probably it. Deathstroke's judgment is as accurate as ever. You completely expressed my thoughts." Gabriel looked at the humans around him. Although Deathstroke's aura was as powerful as God at this time, he

I can feel that this is still a human being, with the sound of heart beating and blood flowing: "It's just that I'm used to being arranged by others. Is this also part of God's arrangement?"

"Which God?" the cat asked with a smile.

"That's the question, which God is it?" The angel also smiled when asked, but his smile was too bitter.

He obviously still wants to be arranged, but resists being arranged. Is he so entangled, or confused?

"Those are not things you should consider at all, Gabriel." Su Ming waved his hand and chased the cats away. It was better that the Thousand Cats Dream didn't speak, but when he spoke, it made Gabriel think again. Isn't this adding chaos?

?

After interrupting the topic and letting the angel look at him again, Deathstroke continued:

"I only see one human being now, a human named Gabriel. He is an ordinary person working in Los Angeles, doing the same sales agency job as many others. So such a person should care about God's decision

Well?"

"Ha, yes, this is another discovery I made after coming to the human world." The former angel shook his head and took another sip of wine: "In the past, I only knew that God didn't care what people think, but later I discovered that actually people don't care either.

What does God think?"

People really don’t care what God thinks. When they pray, they just want benefits from God. Their thoughts are not important.

"That's it. You don't even understand how to be a human being, so don't think about God's things."

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and gave the other party a little time to think. Su Ming smiled and patted the angel's back. Through his clothes, he could feel the outline of wings underneath:

"I have always said that people should return to people and God should return to God. Since you have decided to live a good life as a person, then stop thinking about God's things. It is better to work hard, find a boyfriend, buy

If you want to buy a house and live by yourself, who is the God of the future, does it have anything to do with you? Do you still plan to go back to heaven to see the gate?"

When it comes to looking at doors, Su Ming has experience in this matter. Is it hard work? It's definitely not considered boring, but if you want to say it's boring, it's a sure thing.

In my previous life, I was looking at the warehouse door or working the night shift, and there was not a single ghost at night.

Not to mention heaven, no one may be able to enter it for thousands of years. Looking at the door just makes you look lonely.

It's so boring, plus there is no WIFI, no books, no toys, and no fun in heaven.

As the eldest son of God, Lucifer and the Vice-President of Heaven could not bear the lonely, cold and boring days. How could Gabriel, a gatekeeper, endure it?

You must know that the former has the authority to go to the Garden of Eden to see the scenery and play with the flowers and plants, but the latter does not even have this right. He cannot leave his post at all.

So if you can do other jobs, don't be a security guard, even though this is a shortcut to avoid forty years of detours.

"Wait a minute, cousin, I found something interesting." Deadpool raised his hand, but spoke without waiting for permission. He asked with a surprised look on his face: "Why are you looking for a boyfriend?"

Deathstroke didn't speak, but the cat gave Deadpool a look - 'Yes, it's what you think'.

"You're right, I got into trouble again. I should continue to live as a human being. Those things may really have nothing to do with me." Gabriel didn't know if he had figured it out, but at least he looked calm.

More, maybe you really want to find a boyfriend?

This is not a big problem. Angels are inherently asexual. It is not difficult for him to become a woman. The archangel still has some power. Even if he cannot do it, just say it and Lucifer will definitely be willing to help him.

Do it.

The relationship between the archangels is quite good. Even if they are fighting to the death on the battlefield, in private they are family members.

It has been thousands of years since the War of Fallen Heaven, and none of the archangels or archdevils died in the countless battles that followed. Isn’t this enough to explain the problem?

"No one else can help you with this matter. You have to think about it yourself. But if you need a psychiatrist at any time, I can introduce you to the best one at any time."

Su Ming picked up his own bottle of wine and toasted with Gabriel. He looked enthusiastic and brought out more dishes for him to enjoy together. The atmosphere gradually improved.

However, after three rounds of wine and five dishes, Deathstroke asked with a smile:

"Do you still have the Judgment Day trumpet with you? Can you borrow it for me?"

What is mentioned here is an artifact from heaven. As the name suggests, it is a horn used to announce the arrival of the Day of Judgment. It is equivalent to the walkie-talkie in the hand of a security guard? Or the whistle around the neck of Policeman Asan? In short, it is just that kind of thing.

Its function is very simple, it is to tell 'all' angels that the Day of Judgment has arrived, and it has no other effect.

This is inevitable. If it were such a powerful artifact, it would be impossible to put it on the guard.

That thing should look like a horn, but when Deathstroke hugged Gabriel just now, Strangler had already sneaked through it, and he didn't bring anything with him.


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