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Normally after hearing this, most hostages would probably despair. But Windsor was very happy. The hero was so clever and knew how to use this method to make the Leicester family feel careless! A hero with a brain, so nice!
Seeing Windsor's encouraging eyes, No. 9 was a little confused. What does this mean? Is this girl just seeking death? This is possible. After all, if you don't want to die, why would you come to a place like this
"Stop talking nonsense, I won't believe you!"
The thug roared, "Surrender quickly, or I'll kill her!"
"madness."
Number Nine said, kicking a small stone with his foot. The small stone instantly turned into a flash of light, and with a bang, something red and white came out, and it actually penetrated the thug's head!
Windsor was shocked. The thug was killed before he could react. And No. 9 stood there as if nothing happened, just patting the dust on his clothes.
These people are too weak. Although I was angry, I still felt that I was not enjoying myself enough. In this world, I am already invincible, and it is really lonely.
No. 9 sighed slightly and then prepared to leave. At this moment, Windsor rushed out and stood in front of No. 9. No. 9 frowned. Is this woman really seeking death? Who would have thought that Windsor picked up the camera and took various pictures directly at No. 9. The flashing No. 9 closed his eyes, a surge of anger welling up.
Nine was about to get angry when Windsor said, "Hero, you are simply amazing!"
"hero?"
Seeing Windsor's delicate face, No. 9 became less angry for some reason. He crossed his arms and smiled coldly, "I told you, I'm not a hero."
"No, you are a hero! A real hero!"
Windsor's face was full of excitement, and she even stepped forward and grabbed No. 9's arm. No. 9 wanted to break away, but when he saw Windsor's frail body, he subconsciously stopped.
"What are you going to do? Are you looking for death?"
"I'm grateful to you, really!"
Windsor was overly excited, "These people are the scum, scum, and cancer of our city! All this time, the police have not dared to touch them, allowing them to become more and more arrogant and lawless! I have been waiting for a hero for a long time. , until you show up!"
"I was just passing by."
Number Nine reminded Windsor, "They are not the heroes you think they are. These people were just unlucky enough to fall into my hands."
"No matter what, your abilities are there!"
Windsor insisted on his opinion, "You must be a messenger sent by God to save us!"
"God? What is God?"
Nine asked a question. Although he had a lot of scientific knowledge when he was created. But the scientists who created him did not instill in him any information about religion.
"God... is a great existence, a symbol of the world!"
Windsor also searched for her own vocabulary, "God created us."
"God created us? Then who created me..."
No. 9 pondered for a while. He might not be able to figure out some philosophical issues for a while.
"These questions are very profound. I will explain them to you slowly in the future. You saved me, can I interview you?"
Windsor's excitement has not passed, "I know, this is not the right place. How about we choose a restaurant and I treat you to dinner in return?"
"Not interested in."
No. 9 turned around and left.
"Hey, don't go. I know many people don't like to be interviewed, but please respect my career and dreams!"
Unwilling to give up, Windsor chased after him.
"dream?"
Although Number Nine was still walking, he seemed to have slowed down, giving Windsor enough strength to catch up.
"What is a dream?"
"It's just a beautiful idea for the future."
Windsor looked at No. 9 strangely, "Are you really sent down by God? You don't even understand these things?"
"I guess so."
No. 9 didn't know how to describe his identity, "It didn't take long for me to be born..."
“You are truly amazing and it’s an honor to know you!”
Windsor was like a happy little sparrow, chirping and couldn't stop for a minute.
"Please be sure to accept my interview. It won't take you too long."
"Then tell me first, what is your dream?"
No. 9 was suddenly very interested. He didn't know what to do anyway. He was terribly bored, so he might as well kill the time. This blonde girl seems to be quite interesting.
"My dream is to become an excellent reporter! Record the truest side of Tel City and even American imperialism, so that the people can deeply understand our country and love our country."
"What a small dream."
No. 9 thought for a long time and finally came up with this word.
"After all, I'm just an ordinary person, how can I compare with you as a hero!"
Windsor was not angry, but instead asked No. 9, "Then, what is your dream? To eradicate evil, or to enforce justice?"
No. 9 was stunned for a moment, what is his justice? He really didn't know this. I, it seems, have never thought about this issue. In the past, I just hoped to leave the place where I was imprisoned, but later I just hoped to kill all the people like me! Now... Now, it seems that I have no purpose in life, and I don't know what to do.
No. 9 fell into a strange thinking circle. He was really confused by the little girl's words.
dream? What dreams do I have
The blonde's dream was small, but it was still a dream. And even though I am invincible, I don’t seem to have any pursuit of survival
"I know that your dream must be very grand! It must not be something that people like us can imagine!"
Windsor took the initiative to choose No. 9, "Please let me interview you. You will definitely become a hero of this country and an idol of the people!"
"Why should I be a hero?"
No. 9 asked, "Isn't it great to live like this now? It's more free."
"Of course it's different! After all, we are different! People like me are working hard to uphold justice, let alone you who have great power? We have a saying here that with greater power comes greater responsibility!"
"Responsibility or anything like that has nothing to do with me."
No. 9 didn't know why, but decided to remind the blond girl, "As long as I move my hands, I can destroy this city."
"You have such a sense of humor. If you wanted to destroy this city, you would have done it long ago."
Windsor began to talk to himself, "What's more, even if this city is destroyed, what good will it do to you?"