[Comprehensive terror] frighten the ghost

"The captain seems to be in a much better mood." Berks looked at him with a smile.

"Well..." He really wanted to say no, but he felt a little embarrassed.But it is true that after being interrupted by Sandro, all the emotions he had been brewing disappeared in smoke.In this team, although the prince and the dead bone are better at annoying humans, they are not the main culprits that make him feel that he does not have a place in this team.

The real reason is Berks.Zhou Feng will never be able to figure out what this angel is planning. On the surface, he pretends to be approachable, but in his heart he regards everyone as a pawn and manipulates them wantonly.This feeling of being calculated and used by others made him very uncomfortable.

But just as the prince said, all he can do is the work of chess pieces. He doesn't have the brains of a chess player, and he can only listen to other people's arrangements after all.

However, the others didn't notice his abnormality. There was no need to go back to the original camp, so they had to rest in place and build a simple overnight place.Sandro set up a tent again, and after Berks went in to rest, they sat around the campfire again, just like in the past.Her Royal Highness held the snoring dog box and scratched the opponent's belly, and the dog box made a satisfied purring sound.The prince was busy assembling parts, and they only took the most important things with them when they left the camp, including the Antikythera machinery.Sandro handed him a large pile of spare metal and asked him to make a cage.

"Have you never doubted Berks?" He asked the doubts in his heart while bending the metal rod into a suitable shape according to Sandro's request.

At least he felt that the skeleton should not completely trust Berkes, after all, in the world where the god of death came, the other party could fool them around.

"If you want to know something, you can ask him yourself, and you don't have to guess what is there." Sandro was polishing a stone slab, not knowing what he was carving.

"Will he tell me the truth?" Zhou Feng asked suspiciously.

"Has he lied to you?"

"Of course! And more than once!" He wondered if Sandro had lost his memory. "Don't you remember? Just in the last scene, he was clearly the god of death, but ended up mingling with us, pretending to avoid death like us In fact, he is the one who chased and killed us! All the death plans were planned by him!"

"At least my memory is better than yours." The bone frame blew on the debris on the slate, "His ultimate purpose is for us to find out that he is the god of death, and go back to correct this mistake. There is no need for him to deceive us."

"Ah...then why..." Zhou Feng was tongue-tied, realizing that he hadn't thought of this.

"Think about it." The other party stopped the movement in his hands and said impatiently, "If you wake up and find two people standing in front of you, newcomers, who don't even have a book of reincarnation, and one of them says, he He is the god of death in this world, and he came back from the future, what do you think?"

"Uh, I definitely won't believe it." He was discouraged all of a sudden, "That's impossible and unreasonable. Besides, even if he proves it, we will tend to doubt it, or simply put the blame on him Come on. I see what you mean."

Affected by the Godhead of Death, it was impossible for Berks to let them go. Although the other party could be passive and sabotage, it would not solve the fundamental problem after all.They would still be killed, and in a head-on confrontation, they would not be faced with accidents that they could avoid, but with instant death spells that made no sense at all.But if the other party does not reveal the truth, but guides them to discover the truth bit by bit, they will not only be convinced of the truth, but also mentally and unintentionally, catch the other party by surprise, and thus gain the time to travel.

What Berks did was the only decision in that mission that could give them a chance of survival.

"He didn't lie to you, he just didn't tell you the truth. But if you want to know the truth, he won't stop you, and even inspire you to find the answer." Sandro continued to file on the slate. "Angels don't lie, they don't know intrigue, that's in their nature. I've known him for hundreds of years, and I know him better than you do."

Zhou Feng was speechless for a while.If it was said that Berkes could not tell lies, at most he was selectively telling the truth, he could barely believe it, but if it was said that the other party was not good at conspiracy, he would not believe it to death.

"Are we really talking about the same person?" he asked cautiously.

The bone just gave him a sideways glance, disdainful of answering this question.

Maybe this is the reason why Sandro can always be calculated by his mentor.

Zhou Feng became more and more sure of his opinion.

"The weak think that the strong like to plot against them." The elf prince said contemptuously.

"I didn't talk to you!" he yelled back.

"He's right." Sandro pointed at him with an awl, "Your fundamental problem is that you are weak."

"You all like to use me for superiority, don't you?" He threw the cage that was almost crushed into a scrap iron by him. "Okay, I'm used to it anyway."

"When others tell you the truth, you are unwilling to accept it because of your pathetic self-esteem, so who will tell you the truth." The elf prince said lightly, adjusting the gear with a screwdriver.

"Okay, you won!" Zhou Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, "Say it, I'm all ears!"

The elf glanced at him, and then slowly said, "When I was traveling in your human society, I once visited a small town. The people in the town complained when they learned that the king was coming in three days. They had to move the warehouse What was left of the wheat was brought out to make bread, and the meat stored for the winter was given to feasts that no one dared to dream of. The gypsies were driven out, the children were driven into the fields to find flowers, and It was late autumn at that time. But when the king came, he thought their preparations were too simple, and left angrily without eating any food. The food prepared for the king could not be shared with the common people, so they had to be thrown away. The residents of the town Tighten their belts to get through this winter. They cursed the king, hated the king's arrogant demands, but what they hated even more was the humiliation of being at the mercy of the strong and not being able to resist."

"Understandable." He felt that the story was subtly similar to his situation, even though it sounded completely different.

"So I thought, this is a bad king who takes too much money, doesn't know how to empathize with his people, and is a tyrant who manipulates others to satisfy himself. So I sneaked into his palace, and then I heard a completely different story. Story. The king didn’t want to go to that town, he didn’t even know the name of the town, and where it was, he wanted to go to the palace in the south and spend a warm winter there. However, the town But the mayor of the king bribed the people around the king to let the king pass through his town on the way to the palace. He believed that if the king was satisfied with his hospitality, he might be promoted so that he could enter the upper class. But in reality In fact, the king has no interest in that cold town, and doesn't want to stay for a moment, so there is what I have seen before."

"Maybe the king just said that to shirk responsibility." Zhou Feng can imagine how the prince inquired about the news. He probably sneaked into his bedroom in the middle of the night, pointed a spear at the king who was wearing only a pair of underwear, and then Question each other's various evil deeds.In this way, the king will of course have to take all responsibility.

"He won't believe it." Sandro uttered a short, piercing jeer.

"Okay! Let's just pretend it's true!" He said angrily.

"I don't know whose statement is correct, but I believe the king's version is closer to the truth." His Royal Highness did not mind his attitude, but continued on. "In your human social system, the king is considered a strong man, while commoners and lower nobles are considered relatively weak in this system. The king did not ask the townspeople to prepare bread and barbecue—it is impossible for him to do this Do it because he is a king, and his mind is not limited to bread and roasts. This kind of thing has always been arranged for him, and he does not need to worry about it. And the weak in this system are just because of his existence, or A simple action, but a lot of crooked brains. They need to please the strong, so as to gain more power in this system to dominate more weak. The king just wants to go from the castle to the palace. The very simple two points and one line, but such a behavior is nothing less than a storm passing through the weak people along the way. Does the king intend to manipulate these common people? No, no. But whether the fate of the common people has been affected, it cannot be denied, Indeed, it was quite a strong influence."

"The so-called strong ones mean not only the strength in strength, not only the superiority in mentality, but also the 'potential' that exists around them. Everyone around them will lose weight because of the power of the strong ones. It is inevitable to modify its own trajectory. This potential is like the gravitational field of a star. As long as it exists in the universe, objects close to it will be pulled by gravity. Just like the earth is to the sun, the sun does not require the earth to do circular motion, but if the earth does not revolve around the sun, it will be destroyed. When a strong person exists by your side, your heart, your emotions, your will, your decision-making, and everything about you will be because of him And change. Not only you, but also other people. The combined force formed by these people makes you more involuntary. You think it is the strong man who deliberately manipulates you, and you hate the strong because of it, just like the Mayans The living sacrifices used to sacrifice to the sun, the sun did not make such a request, but the life of the sacrifice died because of this, but what is the use of cursing the sun? It is not like becoming another strong person to get rid of the other party's gravity."

No, two powerhouses will only collide like two stars that are too close together, sending out an extremely dazzling supernova explosion, and then their extremely large mass caused by the extremely large gravitational force will make them merge into one An even worse celestial body - a black hole.

If the gravitational field of a star can be escaped, then a black hole is a complete nightmare.

For example, a certain pair of mentors and apprentices in the team, when there is only one of them, it is just annoying.But when two people exist at the same time, it makes people grit their teeth with hatred and don't know what to do with them. It's extremely crazy but at the same time they have to be at the mercy of them.

Zhou Feng already had a deep understanding of this.

"Even so, can I still hate him?" He muttered.

"That is the power of the weak." His Royal Highness picked up the screwdriver again and continued to fiddle with the mechanical parts. "Hating oneself, cursing one's fate, doing futile venting without taking any action that would help improve one's situation. There is always a reason why a person is weak."

Very well, he decided to move the elf prince up one notch on his blacklist for these words.

"Ha, that's why I don't talk to him for nothing," Sandro sneered, "I've realized since I failed miserably to inject some real wisdom into that stubborn elm's head last time. , this guy is hopeless. He's missing the most important thing."

"What?" This time he really cheered up and listened carefully.

"Brother, the captain is pretty good now, why do you insist on forcing him like this?" Her Royal Highness said holding the dog box.

"It's okay." He turned his head and gave the princess a confident smile, then turned back with high spirits, "Tell me, what is it that prevents me from becoming a strong person?"

"You are actually trying to please my sister." His Royal Highness frowned, as if very dissatisfied. "When did you get married?"

"You bitch! I'm talking to you about something serious!" He went crazy in an instant, can you stop hitting his self-motivation when he is most motivated!

"He told you the answer, you stupid human being." Sandro said impatiently, "The thing that stops you from being strong is love. Love makes you feel safe, because you think there are people who will love you, so you No despair. If you don’t experience real despair, you can’t live from the dead, that is, you can’t break and build. You can’t break and build, you will always be in your realm, and you can’t move forward. What you get Love makes you stronger, but unobtainable love makes you stronger."

So what made you change from an ordinary person to the current gold-level powerhouse is that you pursued your mentor for hundreds of years, but people dismissed you, right?

There is also the dead sister, what made you a spiritually strong person is that you changed your life for your sister, and you were stabbed to death by your sister, right?

Sure enough, it is the conclusion that Luthor can draw from two lives!

To put it simply, it is hard work, hard work, hard work until one day the resentment breaks out and you become a strong generation!

Zhou Feng thought about it carefully, and found that he was actually on the road to becoming a strong man!

What a great tragedy!

"I might as well wait until tomorrow morning to ask Berks." He held his chin, feeling that he and these two hard-working Luthors had no common language at all. "His opinion is definitely more reliable than the two of you."

"Just try it." Sandro snorted coldly, "We came from ordinary people anyway. Him? He has never been in your realm at all."

Oh yes, that guy is a natural Gold.