I live broadcast across all realms in the world of immortality

If this is the case, then they will not be able to run around in the streets openly.

Feng Changyun felt a little regretful, but it was not a big deal.

Not to mention that she and Pluto could find Wang Bing directly in one step, even if they were walking around in hiding on the street, they should not be discovered.

But how do monsters transmit messages?

sound? odor?

Feng Changyun thought so and asked the same question.

Tiandao explained: "There are both. When they can't make a sound, they will transmit information through smell, just like the monster you met."

Feng Changyun was confused.

He ruthlessly broke her fantasy: "So, even if you hide your figure and breath, the smell left by the monster on you cannot be blocked."

Therefore, it was almost impossible for Feng Changyun to sneak around on the street.

Although the monster can't see her, it can smell her.

As long as she appears in front of the monster, regardless of whether the monster can see it or not, she will be alert.

Feng Changyun touched her nose and felt a little disappointed.

Pluto felt that his ears had finally been rescued, and the violent feeling rising in his heart began to slowly dissipate.

He looked at Feng Changyun dissatisfied: "Why did you suddenly pull me away? If you didn't pull me away, I would have killed all those monsters."

Feng Changyun was speechless: "You have guessed that the monsters protected by Heaven are still there, but you still dare to attack? Aren't you afraid of killing the son of destiny by mistake?"

Pluto was choked by her and could not speak. He rolled his eyes at her and turned away angrily.

Feng Changyun said: "Wait for me here for a while, I will be back soon."

After saying that, Feng Changyun's figure disappeared directly. When Pluto turned around and looked over, she had disappeared.

Hades became even more angry.

Did she really just leave him behind and run away?

Didn't you agree to take him with you wherever you go? Aren't you the bodyguards you promised? How could anyone leave the bodyguard behind and go do things on his own?

Does she understand the rules?

Pluto gritted his teeth, put his hands on his hips and stared at the place where Feng Changyun disappeared, trying to make Feng Changyun know that he was angry as soon as he came back, and then quickly coax him, although he knew that there was little hope.

On the other side, Feng Changyun went directly to the backyard of a monster's house based on the route she calculated.

There are several high walls in the backyard, enclosing the middle.

After Feng Changyun arrived, she squatted on the high wall and had a panoramic view of the entire courtyard.

The yard is very big, with water, trees, and many flowers planted inside. The environment looks very peaceful, much better than other places.

It can be seen that these monsters do take care of this group of people relatively carefully.

In the yard, there were many naked people, both men and women, mostly children and teenagers lying down or lying sideways.

Looking around, there is no one who is elderly, and almost no one is even thirty years old.

In such a hell, it is difficult for people to survive to adulthood.

Before they grow old, they will be taken away, slaughtered, and eaten by monsters, and they will never grow old.

The gate to the courtyard is only tied with a wooden bolt, and two people can break it open with the combined force of two people.

But looking around, the yard was full of people taking a leisurely stroll, stuffing grass into their mouths from time to time.

They are like cattle and sheep. Not only do they have no shame, they don't even have the slightest sense of resistance.

Although Feng Changyun had not had close contact with people in this world, she knew how difficult it would be to save such a group of people just from what she saw.

To save them, the most difficult thing is not to take them away from the monster's territory, but to give them a sense of resistance.

His eyes swept around the yard, and finally landed on a man wearing a grass skirt on his lower body.

The man's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life and decadence, and a scar almost ran through his entire face. It should have added a bit of ruthlessness to her, but at this moment, he looked extremely miserable.

The man was sitting in the corner, looking at the ground absentmindedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wang Bing is one of the few people in this world who can live to be in his thirties without being killed. He can only be said to be a mission leader.

Feng Changyun flew up and landed on the wall beside him.

Wang Bing kept his head down and didn't notice her.

Feng Changyun had to take the initiative to speak: "Are you Wang Bing?"

Wang Bing was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at Feng Changyun, who was half sitting on the wall. A hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes like dead water.

Feng Changyun was wearing a long cyan dress. Whether it was the simple hairpin on her head or the sword in her hand, from beginning to end, she was different from other people in this world.

Wang Bing realized something and asked: "Are you here for a mission too?"

Feng Changyun raised her eyebrows: "Yes, why are you here? I heard others say that you want to change the situation of these people, so why are you in such a miserable state now? Are you willing to become their food here?"

When Wang Bing heard this, a strong sense of powerlessness flashed in his eyes, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his eyes, and he said with emotion: "You may have just come here, but I have been here for more than ten years."

Feng Changyun: "So you gave up when you found out that you couldn't save them?"

Wang Bing seemed to stoop a little when he heard this: "What can I do if I don't give up? The idea of ​​changing their situation is unrealistic and stupid. By the time I realized it, it was already too late."

He laughed at himself: "I was wrong from the beginning. I actually tried to save them and even harmed myself. Oh, I was too self-righteous."

If he hadn't held such unrealistic illusions, he would have gone on his own mission and left here long ago. How could he have ended up in a situation where he was about to be obliterated?

Wang Bing had long known that he would die and had never been afraid.

But he thought that he could at least do something before dying, so that at least his death would not look like a joke.

But it turned out that his death was indeed a joke.

From the beginning, he should not have had such unrealistic illusions, or if he had changed his strategy in time when he first realized the problem, he would have left here long ago.

The people here are not worth losing his life at all.

Feng Changyun was a little surprised when she heard this. She glanced at the lazy group of people in the yard and understood where his regret came from.

Wang Bing struggled for more than ten years, but in the end nothing seemed to change.

Human beings' situation and their thoughts were still the same as they were before he came.

Wang Bing's eyes were full of pain, and he closed his eyes: "If you also want to change their situation, I advise you to give up."

"Why?" Feng Changyun looked at him: "What you haven't accomplished in ten years, maybe I can accomplish it in thirty or fifty years?"

The development of every world has its own rules. It is impossible for Feng Changyun to spend 30 to 50 years coming here to be a holy mother and try to educate the people here.

She just wanted to use the information Wang Bing had.

Wang Bing was now in a state of decadence. He knew that he could not live much longer. In the last moment, he was just sitting here waiting for death, in despair day after day.

Now suddenly there was someone else who could talk to him, and he talked more.

"I advise you not to do that." Wang Bing looked up at Feng Changyun on the wall and looked directly into her eyes: "Otherwise, I will be your fate."

Seeing that Feng Changyun didn't believe it, Wang Bing didn't persuade them much, but said: "When I started, I had the same idea as you. I thought that by spending a little more time, I might be able to change them."

"Then I try to communicate with them, speak, and even teach them how to read."

"I have thought of many ways, but they seem to be unintelligent. Apart from having a human appearance, I can't see how they are the same as humans."

"I didn't give up and kept trying. I thought, since these big groups can't change, I'll start with newborn babies."

"Newborns are just a blank piece of paper. Whatever I draw will determine what they will look like."

"As long as they grow up and reproduce from generation to generation, sooner or later, they will escape the control of those monsters and will no longer be just food."

"But this time, I found that I was even more wrong."

"There is no human mind. No matter how I teach, they just don't have it."

"Later I realized that it wasn't that my teaching was bad, but that they were not human at heart, but just another group of monsters in human skin."

Another group of monsters in human skin?

Feng Changyun looked at the people in the yard and didn't understand why Wang Bing said such things. His evaluation of these people was really special.

Feng Changyun rolled her eyes several times: "Hey, let me take you out of here."

When Wang Bing heard this, he looked up at her and said mockingly: "What if I leave here? I failed my mission and I'm going to die anyway. What difference does it make where I die?"

"There is a difference." Feng Changyun said: "If you die outside, at least you won't become the food of these monsters, so be decent."

Wang Bing didn't say anything when he saw Feng Changyun jump down from the wall. Without any explanation, she grabbed his arm and led him to jump out.

Not only did this woman lead him very fast, but she also flew over walls and walls with great skill.

The wind blew against his face, and Wang Bing hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time.

This freedom made him forget his worries for a short time, as if he had turned into a bird.

He thought that he would rather die in such a free wind than become a monster's food.

What human beings pursue throughout their lives should be freedom, just like now.

Instead of being locked up in the yard day after day and being eaten after obviously being able to escape.

Although he knew he was about to die, Wang Bing felt that the meaning of life should lie in resisting, fighting, and saying no to all injustices until his death.

In order to prevent Wang Bing from noticing that something was wrong, Feng Changyun just showed more agile skills than ordinary people and did not use spiritual power.

After a while, he took him and landed in front of Hades.

Looking at the man Feng Changyun brought back, Pluto frowned and could kill a fly: "Why have you been gone for so long? Who is he?"

Wang Bing was also looking at Pluto and asked: "Are you here for a mission too?"

Generally, taskers do tasks alone, but it is rare to see people forming teams.

He was extremely surprised by the pairing of Feng Changyun and Pluto.

Seeing that Pluto wanted to speak, Feng Changyun hurriedly sent a message to him: "From now on, you can just act as a backdrop while I tell you the story."

Pluto was puzzled: "What are you talking about? This person can talk!"

The tone was slightly shocked.

Feng Changyun:......

So innocent, so envious.

Feng Changyun ignored Pluto and looked at Wang Bing, with a very puzzled expression on her face: "You said that your mission failed, so there is no way to remedy it?"

Pluto's eyes widened and he almost dropped his eyes.

I realized with hindsight that this person was actually the mission keeper?

No wonder he can talk!

Hard.

The fist is really hard.

Wang Bing didn't notice his abnormality, and stretched out his hand towards Feng Changyun: "Is there any cigarette?"

Feng Changyun shook her head: "No."

"That's right, where does the smoke come from in this damn place?" Wang Bing sighed: "Smoke is a good thing. Without smoke, you won't be able to cheer up for anything."

He sat down against the wall, his short grass skirt barely covering his butt, and he pulled down hard.

Seeing this, Feng Changyun took out a piece of men's clothing and gave it to him: "You put it on first."

The missionaries use all kinds of magic tricks to pull things out of thin air without arousing suspicion.

Seeing her hand over a set of ancient clothes, Wang Bing thanked her and put them on in the corner.

After putting on his clothes, he felt like he was still a human being and had a normal sense of shame.

Feng Changyun asked again: "Is there any way I can save you?"

Wang Bing looked at her: "Is this your first time doing a mission?"

Feng Changyun nodded: "There are still many rules that I don't understand."

Wang Bing said earnestly: "If you can get out alive this time, listen to my advice, stop doing tasks, find a class and work peacefully, as long as you can support your family."

"Although you can earn money quickly by doing tasks in the mission world, it is too easy to lose your true heart and become what you hate the most."

Feng Changyun blinked: "What do you mean?"

Wang Bing sighed: "Do you know how many tasks I have done?"

Feng Changyun shook his head, but listening to this tone, he felt that he had been to many mission worlds.

Feng Changyun looked at him with a cold look, and there was a murderous intention in her eyes.

Wang Bing said as expected: "There are a total of fifteen mission worlds I have been to, including here."

Feng Changyun's eyes became even colder.

Wang Bing didn't notice it, or he noticed it but didn't care, and continued: "I have been a general, a scientist, an emperor, a trafficker, a pawn, a refugee, everything."

"Following the task prompts, we can always easily achieve achievements that others cannot achieve in their lifetime."

"If you do too many tasks, you will get lost here. You always feel that you can easily seize power and status."

"But if you put aside the mission system, without system prompts, and those prop cards, we are actually nothing, just the most ordinary members of all living beings."

"How can we, who are so mediocre, have the right to call ourselves saviors?"

Savior?

Do all missionaries view themselves this way?

Feng Changyun's eyes were filled with ice, cold and murderous.

It was obviously them who caused the world's destiny to flow out, and then led to destruction step by step, and all living beings lost their lives.

Yet they claim to be their saviors?

Where did such a big face come from?

Listening to Tiandao's words, Feng Changyun originally had some fond feelings for Wang Bing, but at this moment, all those good feelings turned into murderous intentions, but she suppressed them forcefully.

Sure enough, the only way for the taskmaster to die is to give the best explanation to the Three Thousand Worlds.