This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 254 Reveal it...the truth

God help those who save themselves?

No, Zhou Li doesn't think so.

When a person chooses self-salvation, all the so-called "time, location, harmony of people" are spelled out with all efforts in desperation.The so-called God's help is just a modest word after saving oneself. For these professionals in Jordan, choosing to save themselves is a crucial step for them.

The city of Jordan is a deformed existence in southern England and even in the whole world.In other countries, the number of professionals in a country is the standard of whether the city is advanced.Generally speaking, the more professionals in a city, the higher the level of civilization of the city as a whole.But in the city of Jordan, everything is reversed.

Obviously has a professional conversion rate of 80.00%, and obviously this city has the most professionals in the world.But the city of Jordan is under a kind of weird rules and atmosphere, and the whole city is as depressing and suffocating as the title of "Fog City".Professionals, who are regarded as treasures in other countries, exist like a bad street here. Everyone may be a professional.

However, among the nobles who control the city, there are not many professionals.

Yes, in this city where 80.00% are professionals, it is the remaining 20.00% who really control power and wealth.

It's easy to understand, isn't it?
Professionals in other cities are elites in an industry.But in this city, these mass-produced professionals will not have any possibility of being looked at by others.In Jordan, all professionals are just an inconspicuous screw on this huge machine. The difference between them and ordinary people in other cities may be that they do not even have dignity.

"My war against the Gospels has long been waged."

Picking up the long sword, looking at the water-colored halo reflected on the blade, Zhou Li's eyes were gradually covered by black mist, "If my guess is right, the Gospels back then were willing to be defeated."

"Gerost, the demon hunter, was also created by the Gospel. The ultimate purpose of the Gospel is to facilitate the negotiation between humans and the Gospel."

"what?"

Rao Toreya had a firm mind, and unconsciously exclaimed, "Why did he do this?"

"Because it wanted a test field."

In the drowsy room, Zhou Li's expression was as usual, and his voice was calm: "Our real battlefield is not in the confrontation between grotesques and human beings, nor in this flood. It is these people that I have been fighting against the Gospel."

"The Gospels create a large number of shoddy professionals, just to make them treat professionals as worthless, so that professionals will gradually wear away the pride that their profession brings to them. Slowly, these powerful people will wear down their minds and give up. They lowered their heads because of their own dignity, and from now on they will only take a slow step while being whipped."

"From the very beginning, the Gospel handed over itself and allowed itself to create professionals for Jordan unconditionally for today. In order to make these professionals willing to do mechanical repetitive labor, and to prevent this large number of professionals from resisting themselves, the Jordanian government Personally operate the knife, trap the professionals in this city-state, cut off their minds, and let them let go of their pride."

"A bunch of exquisite and durable machines that don't have a mind of their own. This is what the Jordanian government wants {professionals}."

Torea, who was gradually following Zhou Li's thoughts, felt a chill in her heart. At this moment, she realized something.

"Yes, the Gospels are really evangelizing in the process."

Let ordinary people become professionals with special powers, and let governments and wealthy businessmen obtain tireless advanced tools.

From beginning to end, the Gospels do not engage in any activity of resistance or repression.It just keeps on preaching the gospel like its own name.

The only pity is that after the gospel infects human desires, it is the roar of disaster.

"Why did he do this? A group of numb professionals, what can he get for creating these?"

Faced with Torreya's doubts, Zhou Li did not answer immediately.He took off the Grand Consul Medal on his chest and placed it on the table beside him.In the dim light, the medal was stained with a gray halo, and the medal that was originally full of righteousness appeared very chaotic in the light.

"You said that no one remembered me except you before I came to the interior of Jordan."

"Yes."

Torreya nodded. No one could fully remember Zhou Li before they seized the opportunity to open a gap in the barrier and enter Jordan in the fleeting gap.

"So, let me ask you..."

The black mist wrapped around the medal, and at this moment, Toreya felt a little difficult to breathe.Because, she also thought of this problem.

"The Yingnan government, why do you know I'm here?"

Like thunder, Toreya felt the moment of roaring in her mind.At this moment, Toreya seemed to be placed in an ice cave, wrapped in a cold breath.

That's right, if the world has forgotten Zhou Li, who gave them the medal and letter of appointment?

At this time, when Toreya presented the medal that symbolized glory and judgment again, she was no longer calm as before.The medal engraved with the pattern of a sword and shield stared at him coldly like a viper with a tail, ready to go.

"Why did he do this?"

Another question, but this time, Toreya felt that her voice was trapped by gel, which was very difficult.Zhou Li picked up the medal and lightly brushed the lines on it with his fingers. After a long time, he spoke.

"A group of professionals who lost their dignity and faith were once again crushed by the disaster and surrounded by endless despair. A person suddenly appeared and brought them hope. So what will this person be called?"

"hero."

"What will he get?"

"The reverence of this group of numb professionals."

"Do not."

Faced with this seemingly obvious answer, Zhou Li shook his head and rejected Torreya's answer.Under her astonished expression, Zhou Li spoke slowly:
"A hero will not be revered. All he can get is blind pursuit."

"People will frantically regard this hero as everything to them, and the long-term depression and pain will burst out in an instant and vent on this hero. At that time, this hero will become their backbone and become their hero. soul."

"But this..."

Facing Torea's hesitant words, Zhou Li sneered and helped her complete the question.

"But isn't this better? Heroes have fans, while the lost have souls. It's the best of both worlds."

"Yes... what I want to say is this."

Torreya nodded, a trace of bewilderment flashed in her eyes, because she could see the ironic smile on Zhou Li's face.

"Don't forget, the words I said are catharsis."

"Professionals, a group of professionals who have been suppressed to the extreme and have lost all dignity. After a moment of gratitude, they will demand heroes without restraint."

"They will say, you have helped us once, you should help us a second time. You saved us, and we deserve to be saved by you."

"Because you are a hero."

"When the heroes are unable to continue to pay the demands of these professionals, the docile lambs in front of the government will show their teeth. They will vent all the suffering they have suffered before on this hero who can no longer help himself and has lost all value body."

"Don't forget, they are professionals. They have extraordinary power, professionals."

There was nothing left in Torea's mind.Only then did she understand why Zhou Li had always resisted the title of hero, and why he had been treating everyone with high pressure.Even if he allowed more civilians to survive, he survived one after another under the violent law enforcement.

They will be grateful to Zhou Li, but they will also be afraid of Zhou Li because of it.

It wasn't until this moment that Toreya understood why Zhou Li couldn't save the city himself.Because the Jordanians have forgotten their dignity and their faith, unconditional salvation will only breed unrestrained demands, and finally backlash against Zhouli.

He does not want to be a savior, nor does he want to be a fairy or an emperor.Zhou Li is a tyrant, he loves his subjects, but wants these chicks to have their own wings and let them fly by themselves.Even if this process would tear the chick's wings, crack its teeth, or lose its life, Zhou Li would not hesitate.

"I don't know why the Gospels want to create that scene, but I do know that when a herd of sheep that have been repressed for years tastes blood, they are the scariest grotesques in the world."

When these words reached Torea's ears, she, who had always been interested in Jordan's grotesques, remembered a long-lost story.

"Thomazen, who created a thousand grotesque stories, used his own blood as ink and his own bones as pen in the last time to write the last grotesque story."

"That weird name is called..."

"Humanity."

Vampires want to drink blood, werewolves want to kill, succubi want love, Frankenstein wreak havoc, and skeletons want the gospel.

But human beings are more grotesque than grotesque.The amount of blood that officials have drawn from the people is beyond the reach of a vampire in a lifetime.The horrific war launched by humans makes the bloodthirsty werewolves tremble.Those disgusting peachy stories among the nobles made the succubus feel ashamed.The destruction created by Frankenstein is not even a ten-thousandth of Yingnan's destruction weapon can keep up.

Human beings are the most greedy for the gospel.

"Plague, war, death, famine."

The names of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse spat out from Zhou Li's mouth like thunder, which was deafening.

"The Gospels never created them."

With a mocking smile on his face, Zhou Li knew the truth about the so-called Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse when he saw the appearance of the human being who was the omen of the plague.

"The ones who created the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are precisely the humans who hate them the most."

Dirt creates plague, greed creates war, war brings death, oppression creates famine.

Every word is without human beings, and every word is inseparable from human beings.

"I still remember that Mrs. Maya and the Werewolf Duke said something before they died, called {I don't want to go back, the book is not home}."

"So, if reality is the home of the grotesque, whose home was the Gospel?"

The question already had an answer, and in the blink of an eye, two words appeared in Torea's heart.

Humanity.

"Human beings are the grotesques."

"This is impossible!"

At this moment, Ah Zi pushed the door open and entered. She, who had been listening to the shocking news behind the door, completely lost her composure, her eyes were full of confusion and struggle, "How can human beings be grotesque? If human beings are grotesque, how can we have So much history?"

"Yes, you are right."

Zhou Li nodded, and then asked calmly: "Then if I add a premise."

"Only the human beings in Yingnan are weird?"

Well, everything makes sense.

A long time ago, Yingnan's real master was the grotesque.

Humans in Yingnan are "grotesques" created by a man named Thomas.Later, for some reason, the world of humans and grotesques reversed, humans entered Yingnan, and grotesques entered the book.

Now, the Gospel has reappeared in Jordan, and his purpose is self-evident.

"The grotesques are separated from the light by the Gospel, so the dark grotesques can appear in the real world. And the professionals in Jordan have been squeezed before, and the goodness has long been wiped out, leaving only the dark side."

"When I became a hero, I was given all hope by the people of Jordan. At that time, I was the light of these people. As I said before, sooner or later, as a hero, I will be blessed by these people. Evil thoughts swallow, that is to say, it is darkness that kills the bright side of these people in the end."

"At that time, just like the dark grotesques that appear in the real world, human beings who have been eroded by darkness can return to the book."

Zhou Li's speculation made Torreya and Ah Zi lose any words.They didn't know what to say, and it was only now that they learned the terrifying truth from Zhou Li.Only then did they understand that the Gospel is more terrifying than anyone imagined.

"Unfortunately, I still failed."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.The cells all over Torea's body immediately gave off a warning signal, the spear was tightly held in her hand, and the point of the gun with the gleaming cold light pointed at the door, and the tight palms expressed the tension of Torea at this time.

"come in…"

As if he had expected it, Zhou Li closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.The door was pushed open, revealing the person behind the door.

He has a slender body, wearing a top hat, and a black windbreaker, which looks slightly dim under the light.Roja took off his top hat, bowed slightly, with an indifferent smile on his face that he had never seen before, and politely said to the astonished crowd:
"Re-introduce yourself."

"I am the agent of the Gospel in this world, and the true owner of the Gospel."

Stretching out his hand, a book with strange leather engraved with invisible characters slowly appeared in Roja's hand.He closed the book and put it on his chest, his waist moved slightly, and the simple and precise gentleman's etiquette was meticulous, as if the machine was as precise as terrifying.

"Next, Thomas Roja."

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