"Sometimes, we feel that this is a kind of evolution," Old Tang said quietly with his eyes blank. "Evolution requires bloodshed. The extinction of the Neanderthals made Homo sapiens a success. Your death will make us a success."
At this point, Old Tang sighed, feeling lost, as if he realized that he had fallen from the ordinary and became what he called a "Neanderthal".
Li Liang's eyes were cold and he remained silent.
Lao Tang's remarks may seem reasonable, but in fact they are completely sophistry.
The Neanderthals were exterminated because in that ancient era, humans were just beasts and did not form a real civilization. The extinction of "the same kind" was a natural selection driven by instinct. But now it is different. Humans are rational. Yes, people have the ability to make their own choices, and sophistry cannot conceal the cruel and selfish nature of psychics.
However, Li Liang did not refute.
Every organization with cohesion and execution has its core logic. At this moment, he already understood that in those dark and difficult exploration periods, the Dominator was like a torch, inspiring the psychics and uniting them firmly together. Then Dros appeared and brought with him the "new world".
The "New World" is like a beacon, illuminating the path of the psychic.
From that moment on, they were like moths fluttering against the lamp, losing their minds, leaving only their desire for spirit and power.
It turns out that no one would question Zhuos.
Li Liang felt bitterness in his heart. Such a group of people who could have become the backbone of mankind's development of the spiritual world, who could have made a voice on behalf of mankind to the spiritual world, were just... lost in the darkness.
No, not all.
Li Liang thought of the mysterious man who helped him. There must be someone sober among the psychics, maybe more than one.
Psychics can still save you.
After suppressing the irritability in his heart, Li Liang returned to his "listener" expression, nodded and said: "I understand, um...then what?"
Old Tang lowered his head and said with half interest: "Where did I talk about it? It's not easy to catch fuel, let alone civilians. Many times, you will find that the target is a gang member or a rich person from an outsourcing company. Or, people from the joint meeting, such as the Bureau of Order and so on, have encountered very troublesome situations.”
Li Liang snorted in his heart, he deserved it.
"A lot of people died, especially in the beginning, when we didn't have many people who had reached the stage of soul-residing and passing the exam," Old Tang sneered, "I was very scared at that time, often couldn't sleep, and my legs felt weak whenever I moved. You have to know that Zhuos never came forward to do this, not a single person came out, it was all done by us. Fortunately, the 'New World' devouring fuel requires a process, and it is getting slower and slower, and the actions are not so frequent. Later, Someone reported the crime, and the Order Bureau also started investigating missing persons, so they acted more carefully.
In fact, I have been secretly thinking that since Zhuosi is a powerful person, why not bypass Xi'an and directly let the Order Bureau arrest people, which is quick and convenient. Of course, I, ho ho, have never asked anyone else. "
Li Liang smiled in agreement.
I thought to myself that this is not nonsense, it must be avoided. If Xi'an also knew and agreed to this bullshit plan, it would be your turn to be a pretentious bun seller.
"Later, the rulers improved the personnel structure, including spiritual altars, research groups, hunting groups, commuting groups, etc., so I joined the commuting group," Old Tang said with a smile as he finally spit out the secrets he had suppressed for many years, " You know why, I was afraid of death, but I was very unlucky later. The person in charge decided to monitor all the fuels on the list to facilitate arrest at any time. There were not enough people in the hunting team, so I was also transferred to the control area. The monitoring area was the fifth. Main Street.”
"That's me," Li Liang smiled.
"Yes," Old Tang said with a smile, "That's you. Besides you, there are probably three or four other people, not many. I'm not a professional, so I can't see so many people."
Having said this, Old Tang picked up his water glass and took a sip of water, as if he was completely relaxed.
With a harmless smile on Li Liang's face, he realized that Old Tang was actually still the bun seller, and his previous coldness was all over the place. As long as he was fooled into talking, it was really easy to make a routine.
"What happened next?" Li Liang leaned over and handed Old Tang a cigarette, and even lit it for him. "Why didn't I see you when I ran out of the hospital?"
"It's your fault. Who knows why you were suddenly arrested by the Order Bureau and then disappeared," Old Tang complained. "Because of this incident, I was also detained from the spiritual reserve and sent back to the commuting team. ,where have you been?"
"I went out to play," Li Liang leaned on the chair and smiled.
"Hmph, whatever you want," Old Tang shook his head, "Actually, when you came back, I originally wanted to apply for arrest, wondering if I could make up for it, but a friend told me that you are not easy to arrest. You might be in danger, so I didn't apply. I'm lucky..." Old Tang turned to look at the mirror wall, "It turns out you defected to the Yakuza. Before, we killed several people for just one Yakuza fuel."
"It's not dangerous, it's not dangerous," Li Liang waved his hand.
It seems that Old Tang has nothing to do with the arrest, and the understanding of his identity is still limited to the attribute of "fuel".
This is also easy to understand. The actions between different departments are kept secret from each other. Old Tang is a timid and fearful peripheral staff, and it is normal for him not to know the details.
If it weren't for this kind of character, Old Tang wouldn't have been thinking about such wretched magic, hiding in the distance and doing evil things. He was just a little stupid, and he manipulated Voldemort without any distractions.
Li Liang followed the topic and said, "Speaking of which, your Taoist skills are very powerful."
"Hmph, what's so great about it? If you didn't destroy it, how did you do it?" Old Tang wondered, "Is this also a kind of magic?"
"Yes," Li Liang nodded, "It's actually a very simple one, maybe not as complicated as yours."
If you are uneducated, you will be easily deceived. If you fully understand the history of spirits and master the system of magic, you will immediately understand how outrageous the reversal of the top is, but Old Tang only thought that it was a kind of magic.
Speaking of which, he has always been curious about why the psychic's Horcruxes are in such a mess. They come in all kinds of shapes. Fatty has a gold chain, Old Tang has a bow. Among the people who were monitoring that morning, there were also rings, earrings, hard-cover books, etc. of.
Thinking about it now, maybe Zhuosi is very stingy and the magic and Taoism he provides are still very crude. These psychics are just a team. Although their magic and Taoism are very practical, they still rely on many years of groping experience to understand the theory. , these weird habits are leftover bad habits.
"Hey," Old Tang was flattered, "I learned the "Puppet Secret Technique" just fine. At that time, I thought that it would be special if I could use the Puppet Secret Technique to control Horcruxes and cast necromancy magic. You know, experimentation is our tradition. , so I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to succeed. They also laughed at me for dividing the spirit into two parts, which dispersed the power and lost more than the gain. Huh, what do you know?”
"This technique is indeed very good," Li Liang nodded seriously.
If it weren't for this wonderful imagination, how could he knock down Old Tang with a three-and-a-half dollar thermos cup?
"Alright, not bad," Old Tang had obviously thought of this and looked a little embarrassed, "It's just that when the puppet secret technique is released, it uses the puppet's perspective, and the necromantic magic called Horrible Illusion does not provide clarity. The field of vision only launches attacks based on the most fearful image of the enemy, so... there may be something wrong with this combination, I will look back..."
Halfway through, Old Tang became weak again, probably remembering that he had not "turned back".
"Don't worry," Li Liang leaned over and patted Old Tang on the shoulder, "I have a way to return the power of the spirit to you. You must have felt it just now."
"Well," Old Tang hesitated, "Chaos, eh, god?"
"Yes, don't worry, let's talk some more," Li Liang smiled, "Let's talk about spirits. What do you think spirits are?"
"Ling..." Old Tang hesitated for a few minutes before saying awkwardly, "Ling is a kind of smell."
"Um?"
"It's the spicy smell, you know?" Old Tang was lost in thought, "That's right, if there is a spirit very close to me, I can smell that smell. You have to be very close to smell the spicy smell."
Li Liang was stunned. It turns out that what ordinary inspired people feel about spirits is...smell?
This was the first time he discussed spirits with humans.
"But everyone is different," Old Tang smiled. "When we sit around in meetings, we often share our feelings. Some people say that they feel that spirit is a sixth sense, and some people think that spirit is invisible water. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Yes, it’s actually not important, it can’t be seen or touched, everyone has vague feelings, there is no point in discussing these.”
Li Liang nodded in agreement.
When I close my eyes, in the surrounding void, the spirits are actually like twinkling stars, light and bright.
He sniffed gently and saw a spirit landing on the tip of his nose. Then it flashed and appeared on the tip of Old Tang's nose, like a naughty elf.
Old Tang frowned and sniffed.
"It's quite interesting," Li Liang whispered, "By the way, after talking for so long, I still don't know what the 'New World' looks like?"
Hearing this question, Old Tang's face changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "There is one thing that I have never told anyone, and that is about the 'New World'. If you can help me regain my strength, I will tell you. "
