He strangled his wife and without even burying her body, he couldn't wait to marry his next wife.
They keep calling themselves "untouchables" and force their compatriots to pay grain...
Why would this happen under the rule of a loving God
A God of love
He Yanhui seemed to have some doubts about the word "kindness" in her mind.
After she said this angrily, He Yanhui discovered that the NPC she accused looked surprised, as if she had said something strange.
"Sir, we are all under the watchful eyes of the loving gods. I have done everything that the gods have permitted. Why do you say such things to me?"
God... allowed them to do this?
He Yanhui wanted to refute, but for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in her heart that kept telling her: Yes, the gods would not prevent such things from happening. These so-called residents were just ordinary people. They were not gods' favored people, nor were they gods' servants. They were not qualified to enter the gods' sight.
They are ants, the dirt under the towering buildings. It doesn’t matter whether these “untouchables” live or die. Only the gods’ favored ones and servants are the most noble people in the world besides the gods.
He Yanhui's originally angry brain seemed to be wrapped in a layer of water film, gently soothing her anger.
She knew that what the NPC said was wrong, but... what did it matter? Because she was not one of these "untouchables".
Wouldn’t it be good to continue being the high and mighty “Lord God”
Many times, people don’t need to be sober, or even if they are sober, they can continue to pretend to be confused, especially those with vested interests.
Just like a windfall, how many people would take the initiative to find out the source of this windfall, provided that it is not illegal and no one finds out
Especially for the players of this game, a purely good person cannot survive in the game.
The water film covering He Yanhui's brain gently reminded her: These are just some NPCs. Haven't I killed some NPCs before? What's the difference
yes…
At this moment, the child in He Yanhui's arms, who was standing there in a daze, suddenly burst into tears.
He Yanhui suddenly came back to her senses.
The NPC in front of her immediately said, "Master Shenjuan, I will help you find food suitable for your child in a moment, don't worry!"
This is exactly what He Yanhui needs most.
She hesitated, holding the child in her arms, and finally seemed to have figured something out. She raised her eyes and looked at the NPC in front of her.
"Okay." She paused, "But don't be like before."
This exhortation seemed like the last struggle of conscience, but it was just an exhortation.
The NPC agreed immediately.
He Yanhui held the child in her arms and finally returned to the Shenju Tower in silence.
When the players who went out to help in the morning came back, their expressions generally looked a little strange.
They refused to eat the food in the warehouse because the door of the warehouse was broken and the wind from the mass grave was blowing into the warehouse, making everyone feel uncomfortable.
But they couldn't let themselves be so hungry, so they had to ask NPC to find food for them.
This kind of "searching" seemed very easy to the players before they walked out of the Tower of Gods, but many players encountered NPCs collecting food in the morning.
In the simple houses, the food that every household brought out was what they saved when they were hungry.
In the past, when the gods' servants were around, they had set very strict standards for paying grain. The grain to be paid every once in a while was enough for the residents to eat half full. Now that so much more was suddenly collected, naturally many people had to starve.
Although the residents of Qiming City quickly got used to it, many players found it difficult to get used to it.
They felt somewhat uncomfortable when they saw that the residents were not willing to add even a spoonful of rice when cooking for themselves, but had to pay with far more food than the players could eat.
"I think there are only so many of us. There's no need to ask them for so much food, right?"
Just like the breakfast they served, they still had half of it left.
After entering this dungeon, there is always sufficient food supply in the God's Tower, and those that are not fresh will be removed quickly. No one expected that the people outside eat so little.
But at this time, some people spoke up to make a proposal, while others also spoke up to object.
"Providing so many is their original rule. Don't change this rule casually. What if it affects our search for the Son of God?"
"Yes. Besides... they are just residents. We are the gods' favored ones. It is their duty to provide for us."
That being said, not a single player picked up their chopsticks to eat. It was obvious that many of them could say such things purely because they were influenced, and they were still resisting deep down in their hearts.
"Damn it!" Nie Shuangshuang couldn't help but curse, but then she endured it.
She knew very well that the person who said these words was not necessarily a bad person. After all, a person would indeed undergo a great change after having that thing grow in his brain.
Just like Wei Yuan, he was able to fight with Qiao Mai, which was something that he would never have dared to think about in the past.
But how much stimulation do these people need to prick their conscience and make them feel that the so-called gods are bad
Nie Shuangshuang was angry and thoughtful at the same time.
Gradually, some people overcame their psychological barriers and started eating.
But for this lunch, the few people who had regained consciousness really found it difficult to eat. After all, they all knew where the food in their mouths came from, and no one could swallow it.
The only one who was eating with great enjoyment was Jie Fangcheng. He was chewing on a hamburger with a Coke in his hand. In front of him was a computer that he had borrowed from a player from some Death God guild. The sounds of Tom and Jerry were coming from the computer. He looked like a happy otaku.
Jie Fangcheng hummed in confusion, chewing on the lettuce leaf in the middle of the hamburger without taking his eyes off the computer.
"Damn!" Nie Shuangshuang was speechless. "You are enjoying the meal, but we can't even eat here... Who gave you the computer? How could they be willing to lend it to you?"
Xie Fangcheng finally found the time to look back at her: "Go ask Teacher Zhang."
Teacher Zhang was not sitting next to Ronghua. He was now sitting alone with the group of middle school students in the Death God Guild. No one knew what he talked about with them, who burst into cheers from time to time.
Nie Shuangshuang was amazed by what she saw.
Teacher Zhang is such a talent! He even integrated into the Death God Guild effortlessly, so what else can't he do
Ronghua was the most silent in the entire restaurant. Everyone was famous for having a conscience in the game. At this time, even though they were affected by Huimengyu in their minds, they still felt that the food in front of them was too hard to swallow.
Wei Yuan was the first to pick up the bowl.
"Eat it all. It would be a waste if you don't. Only when you are full will you have the energy to do other things." His words were simple but very effective.
The people in Ronghua also picked up their bowls and ate in silence.
It would be awkward to eat too much at a meal, and after the meal, when everyone was going to hold the ceremony to find the Son of God, they all looked lack of energy.
As a result, just before the ceremony was about to take place, another incident occurred.
There was a knock on the door of Kamiya Tower for the first time.
In the past, residents of the city did not dare to come to the vicinity of the Shenju Tower because it was guarded by the gods. Ordinary residents of Qiming City were not qualified to come to the Shenju Tower.
But the establishment of the "help point" has suddenly brought the distance between Kamui Tower and ordinary residents closer.
At this time, the player near the door opened the door and was stunned for a moment.
There were three people standing at the door, like a family of three.
The son standing in the middle looks very young, just an adult. His parents next to him are not very old either, and their hair has not yet turned gray.
When the son saw the player, he seemed a little scared and took two steps back, but his parents encouraged him and pushed him back.
"Don't be afraid, the gods are all good people."
The player who opened the door also slowed down his voice and tried to look gentle: "Do you need any help?"
With the encouragement of his parents, the son finally mustered up the courage.
"Master Shenjuan, I have come of age today." After saying this, he turned around and looked at his parents reluctantly, and all three of them had tears in their eyes.
The players looked at each other, still not quite understanding what he meant, and the son finally spoke: "According to the rules set by the gods... When I come of age, in order for me to live a life without burdens in the future, my parents who raised me will come to the God's Tower."
His words were not very clear, but some smarter players had already figured it out.
Only the gods' servants live in the God's Tower all year round, and there was no one else there in previous years.
For ordinary people who came to the God's Tower, the only place to go was the abyss-like mass grave where it was impossible to tell how many corpses there were.
No wonder... There isn't a single old person to be seen in the entire Qiming City.
Because when the child reaches adulthood, his parents must die.
Isn't this too inhumane?!
However, although the players' faces were filled with horror, the three NPCs in front of them did not think there was anything wrong, as if this was a natural thing.
The parents obviously knew what was going to happen, but they just wiped away their tears.
"The loving gods will guide us to reincarnate again. Death is only a temporary separation."
They spoke so piously, as if death was really just a casual understatement of "reincarnation".
No one from the players responded for a moment. They really didn't know what to say to someone who was seeking death.
Just then, a voice came from behind everyone.
"Go back." Jie Fangcheng arrived at the door without knowing when. He looked at the family of three who came over and said, "Death is death. If there is reincarnation, it is another person. It is right to cherish the days when you are alive."
The three of them were startled, and after looking at each other, they suddenly hugged their heads and burst into tears. They cried and bowed continuously as they left the God's Tower. It was obvious that they did not come here voluntarily, but because the gods had set the rules, those who did not follow the rules would be taken back by the gods' servants, and even their children would be implicated, so they had to come here on their own initiative.
"What the hell... what kind of evil god is this?" Someone couldn't help but curse.
These words were totally inconsistent with the identity of "God's chosen one", but at this moment no one refuted them, and there were even a few people who agreed with them.
Jie Fangcheng listened and suddenly turned his head.
Zhang Daoan had been standing beside him for some time, watching the scene quietly.
Jie Fangcheng asked: "How is it? Did you figure out anything?"
Zhang Daoan smiled but spoke very impolitely.
“There are always so many hypocritical people.”
(End of this chapter)