All living beings in hell

Chapter 58 - The First Thief of the Universe
The lotus lantern at the entrance was lit up, and the office welcomed customer No.40.

A burst of intermittent signals came from the door, like a robot uttering unsound words: "Big, beep, my lord, I, I, beep, here we come, beep."

There was no sound of footsteps, and a creature that looked like a top floated in front of me (if it was a creature).Its face is like a sideways potato, with a pair of electric orange eyes (should it be eyes?).The most eye-catching thing is the metal clockwork behind it.The huge clockwork kept turning as the guest floated up and down.

"My lord, my lord." The guest called twice, "Need, need, help."

"What should I call you?" I asked.

"My lord, my lord, need, help." The guest repeated.

I was very cautious, but I still asked, "What can I do for you?"

"My clockwork, clockwork, need, turn, turn."

"What happens if you don't turn?"

"I, right away, will, will, stop working, stop working."

I looked at this guest, slowly turning the sapphire pen in my hand.The tail of the sapphire pen released a green energy light cluster, which gently wrapped around the mainspring on the guest's back like a ribbon, and twisted counterclockwise several times.

"Is that okay?" I asked.

"Reverse! Reverse! Reverse..."

Before the guest had time to repeat, the eyes of orange electronic light began to strobe, and the speakers under the eyes made a loud noise.I quickly turned it clockwise to wind it up.I don't know how many times I turned until I couldn't turn anymore.There was a sound of parts colliding in the guest's body, and white steam rose from the potato's head.

The green energy light group was retracted into the sapphire pen, the guest's orange electronic eyes lit up again, and the parts in the body re-operated in peace.Another burst of white steam evaporated from the gaps in the guest's body and scattered towards the ceiling.

"Huh, thank you, my lord, it's good."

A complete sentence was finally spit out from the metal speaker, and the voice was quite magnetic.

"You're welcome, what should I call you?" I asked.

"Yake Stoler," replied the guest, "I am a thief, as my name suggests."

I wrote his name on the rice paper: "Good Jacques, what is the purpose of looking for me today?"

"I'm about to pull off the biggest heist in the universe."

"What are you going to steal?"

"I'm going to steal the entire solar system."

"Why did you steal the solar system and where did you steal it?"

"Hey, steal to the other side of the universe." Jacques smiled triumphantly.

"Why do you want to do this? This is not so much stealing, it's more like helping to move the galaxy."

"Why didn't the writer ask me how I plan to steal?"

"Well, how are you going to steal it?"

"In fact, there is no need to steal this matter. In fact, as you said, galaxies are galaxies no matter where they are. Galaxies have no owner, no ownership, and there is no concept of theft. Ah! Thinking about it this way, this is really Totally pointless theft! You're right, it's more accurate to move."

"Then why do you want to do this?"

"On a whim! I have stolen everything in this universe, nothing can stop me. It's not fun, I want to find something fun to do,"

Just as Jacques finished speaking, my sapphire pen suddenly appeared in its hand.I was stunned for a moment, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that a dead branch was stuffed into my hand at some point, and the original sapphire pen had long since disappeared.Jacques looked at me proudly, and politely put the sapphire pen back on the wooden table.

"Look, I can steal everything in this universe, it's so boring, I need a challenge."

Jacques said so, and put my "writing" token next to the sapphire pen.I touched my belt, only to realize that the belt that usually wears tokens was empty.

I put the belt back on my belt, and picked up the sapphire pen again: "The real challenge is probably to start trying a new field. You are indeed very good in the field of stealing, and it seems that there is no room for development."

Just after I finished saying this, my long hair fell down, and my eyes were covered by black silk.I used my fingers to push the hair out of my eyes, and this guy was smiling at me with the hairpin that binds my hair.

"It's not interesting, Mr. Writer," Jacques put the hairpin back on the wooden table respectfully, and looked back at me, "but I don't know anything except stealing."

"I can't learn."

"I don't want to learn."

"Why do you like stealing so much?" I asked, pulling my long hair back.

"It's not that I like it. When my master created me, he only edited this program. He designed this program to the peak. Apart from stealing, I don't know anything. Apart from stealing this matter, I I'm not interested in anything, and I can't learn other technologies."

"Who is your master?"

"A great inventor, some humans would call it a creator. But I think it's more like an inventor."

"What does the inventor look like?"

"I cannot tell you, my lord the writer. My master has programmed it so that I cannot disclose any information about it."

"Why did your master create you?"

"Because it wants to steal a heart, a human heart," Jacques replied.

"Then did you succeed?"

"My lord, this is an impossible task. How can I obtain a human's heart without killing him? This is simply impossible."

"Then why did your master entrust you with an impossible task?"

"I don't know, and I don't know. I have stolen everything in this universe, but I just can't steal a human heart."

"As you said, if you steal the heart directly, the blood is a bit bloody, but it may also complete the task."

Jacques' potato face turned 360 degrees, and another puff of steam came out: "It's not that I haven't done this before. I did it, and handed a warm human heart into the master's hand. How could the master be furious! From then on After that, I was exiled to wander in the universe, and I never saw my master again. So I know that a human heart is not stolen like this.”

"Then you asked your master how to steal a human heart?"

"The master said that empathy and patience are needed, time and empathy are needed. Except for the physical unit of 'time', I don't understand anything here. My lord, do you understand?"

"What do I understand?"

“Empathy, patience and empathy, what the hell are they?”

"If you have to explain it, you can talk about it for a long time. But these experiences are unique to human beings. Many ghosts don't have them, and neither do gods. You can only know after you experience it yourself as a human being."

Jacques was very dissatisfied with this answer, and the sound of parts turning in his body intensified.

"Then I will never be able to complete this task!"

"Why do you have to complete this task?"

"If I succeed in stealing a human heart, maybe the master will want to see me again."

"Do you love your master very much?"

"what is love?"

I stared at Jacques' orange electric eyes: "I don't know if a machine like you can be reincarnated as a human being. But if you really want to understand empathy, what patience and empathy are, You can only experience the whole process as a human being.”

"I don't want to be a human being, I am the greatest thief in this universe."

"The greatest thief can't complete the task your master entrusted to you, can he?"

I suddenly felt a coolness on my body, and I looked down at my body. I don't know when, Jacques actually stole my whole official robe.I sat naked behind the wooden table, watching Jacques throw my official robe on the ground heavily, and my body sprayed black and viscous liquid like petroleum into the official robe.

"I'm going to burn your robe!" Jacques threatened, "How dare you insult the greatest thief in the universe!"

"Please go ahead and burn it. The robes are distributed anyway. This set is gone, just go get another set."

At this time, I felt that my hands were empty, my waist was empty, and even the manuscript paper on the table was gone.Taking a closer look, I saw that my sapphire pen, token, manuscript paper, and inkstone were all under Jacques, covered with black viscous liquid.

"I'm going to steal everything that belongs to you! Leave you with nothing!"

I sat behind the wooden table and looked at it without saying a word.My long hair fell down again, and there was another hairpin in the pile of combustibles under Jacques: "I'm going to burn all of this! Everything about you! And your office!"

"Will burning them make you happy?" I asked.

The candle on the table was gone, and in a blink of an eye, it had already come to Jacques' hands: "Handwriting! If you don't apologize to me, if you don't surrender to me, I will burn everything about you!"

"Why should I apologize to you? Why should I surrender?" I also stood up and walked slowly towards Jacques naked, "You can burn, but you have to convince me."

"Don't come here! Don't come here!" Jacques panicked as he watched me approach slowly, "I'm really burned, I'm burned!"

"I said, you can burn it, but why should I apologize, why should I surrender, I need you to convince me." I walked towards it step by step.

Jacques threw the candle under his body vigorously, a mass of fire surged up, and the flames went straight to the roof, and the fire separated Jacques and me.I saw the sapphire pen glowing bright green in the flames.Through the flames, I watched Jacques rush towards the door of the office in a hurry.I recited the incantation, and the sapphire pen flew back from the fire to my hand.The body of the pen is extended into a scepter, and the sharp end of the pen cuts the flame from top to bottom. The green energy melts into the flame, and the flame becomes cold and goes out.I stepped over the pile of charred residue on the ground and walked towards Jacques.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!" Jacques desperately pulled the door of the office, and the door was locked there, motionless.At this moment, my hand was empty again, and the scepter sapphire pen was already in Jacques' hands.

Jacques pointed at me with the sharp cone on the end of the pen, and the volume on the speaker was turned up to the maximum: "Don't come here! Be careful, I will kill you!"

"Oh? I didn't know that killing people is also in your program, don't you only steal things?"

"Stealing and killing! It's all the same!"

"Then you can try it, I don't know if I can die again, I'm quite curious."

Jacques was trembling all over, and the parts in his body made loud noises: "Write! What do you want! What do you want!"

I walked slowly towards the sharp cone at the end of the sapphire pen.The sapphire pen held by Jacques trembled in the air, and the pointed cone slowly pierced into my chest as I moved forward.I don't feel any touch, any pain, the sapphire pen is like passing through the air.

"I said, I want you to convince me."

The sapphire pen in Jacques' hand fell to the ground. It slammed from the air and fell to the ground. The mechanical parts all curled up into a small ball: "You, you, you."

I looked at it, put my hands on both sides of its body, and stared at it silently for ten seconds.Jacques couldn't even come out of the steam, the orange electronic eyes were constantly flashing, and the clockwork behind him almost stopped turning.

I turned around and sighed: "You really can't steal a human heart at all."

I picked up the sapphire pen and walked slowly back to the wooden table, and took a blanket from the bookshelf and draped it over my shoulders.

"Master...the writer..." Jacques' voice trembled, "Teach me, teach me."

"Me neither." I sat back at the wooden table and poured a cup of tea.

"Writing... my lord..."

"If you have nothing to do today, please go back."

I waved the sapphire pen, and the door of the office opened, and the warm wind of the sea of ​​blood poured in.

"Even if I go to steal the galaxy, you don't care?" Jacques asked me.

"I can't handle it."

The hot tea and warm air warmed my naked body a little.

Jacques thought for a while, then silently retreated to the door: "I'm sorry, my lord."

"Apologize for what?"

"I don't know, I just want to apologize."

"Goodbye, then, and remember to close the door."

Jacques hesitated at the door, and finally stepped out: "Goodbye." It said.

The door of the office was closed, and I was still sitting on the wooden chair, half naked.He never expected that one day he would have to run naked to find a set of official uniforms, and the tokens would probably be burned to charcoal.Who should I ask for these things?Can I not wear official uniform?Another bunch of tedious things got into my mind.

I was thinking wildly, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked on the bone beach.The fine bone dregs rubbed against the soles of my feet, itching.I looked at the sea of ​​blood not far away, pulled off the blanket on my body, and suddenly ran, running faster and faster, and the sea breeze blew past me.I ran and rushed into the sea, the temperature of the sea of ​​blood was warmer and stickier than I imagined.

At this moment, a certain image from the depths of my memory appeared in front of my eyes—a summer afternoon by the sea, the fine sand under my feet was warm, and the sun-baked people were a little lazy, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from my body after a while.I walked in the direction of the sea water, the coolness of the sea water just swept away the heat.

I closed my eyes and recalled the time when I stood half-body in the sea of ​​blood, feeling every tidal lick around my body.Her cheeks were moist, and at some point, tears had already flowed down.

(End of this chapter)