The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 386

In Nimgolf, in Greg's temporary clinic, Roma and Chappolili shouted slogans for a while. After recovering from the excitement, they still had some doubts:

"But can what we are doing now really destroy the world? I have never done this before, and I have never seen such a scene. Can we really succeed?"

"Have faith," Chappoli said.

"Do we have such power?" Rom asked.

Chappoli said: "It is not our power that destroys them, but their own.

"Everyone is selfish, and this world is full of desires. Even the Golden Tree was like this in its heyday. Although the Golden Tree is monolithic within, it is hostile to all forces.

The coprophags think that by pressing everyone into the dirt, equality will be achieved.That was just his naive and stupid idea.What he did was just scratching the wall, it didn't hurt or itch.

"As long as there is individual will, people will fight, compete, belittle others, try to make themselves superior to others. Desire will never cease."

Chapolili commented sharply on the coprophagians, sarcastically sarcastic about what the golden tree had done:

"But they are mediocre, incompetent ordinary people. Their abilities cannot keep up with their desires, and eventually their desires will overwhelm them, make them collapse, and make the world collapse. At that time, despair will breed and pain will pervade. At that time, People will naturally long for an opportunity to end their pain. At that time, they will understand that to become one, only when all consciousness merges into one, regardless of each other or you and me, can we truly eliminate differences and eliminate the separation between you and me. everything of."

Chapolili said with longing:

"Reverse the errors of the Supreme Will and bring all things back to the great oneness."

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Patch's words finally made Wu Mingshuo's heart sway.

He finally stopped looking hard, pulled his head out of the vast sea of ​​data, and glanced at Pachina.

Wuming rolled his eyes:
"Is this true?"

"Seriously, have I lied to you?" Patch replied quickly.

He stared at Patch silently, the meaning in his eyes was too obvious, and almost everyone could see the suspicion in it.

Patch could naturally see it, and he immediately realized the meaning behind this suspicion.

Patch patted his mouth:

"I really didn't lie to you this time."

"Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?" Wuming said.

"Why did I lie to you?" Patch said. "Am I tired of living?"

"That's not possible. You old thing, maybe you're just tired of living." Wuming said, "And who knows for sure, you lied to me so many times, and I didn't do anything to you. Maybe this time It's the same thing. Maybe you are confident."

Patch was at a loss for words: "You agreed to cancel it and not have anything to do with me... Then what do you want? Are you angry with me? How can you calm down? I'll give you runes to atone for your sins?"

Wuming looked at Patch for a while, then suddenly got angry and rushed over ferociously, kicking Patch in the belly like a ball and throwing him completely away.

Even though this spider's body was extremely tough, Pachi was kicked so hard by Wuming that he felt dizzy.

Before Pachi could hit the ground, Wuming was already waiting for him at the landing point, and launched another powerful volley, kicking Pachi higher.

This time Patch fell hard, sending dust flying into the air.

Just as Wuming was about to go over and kick him again, Pachi suddenly turned over, spitting out spider silk and spreading it around, forming a tough and sharp barrier, cutting through Wuming who was rushing towards him.

The spider web passed through the body and cut Wuming in half.But Wuming didn't seem to notice, and kicked Patch away again.Then the flames ignited on the body, slightly melting the armor and then sticking it together.

"You're crazy!" Patch finally couldn't help it, and put on a defensive posture. The cobwebs became denser and denser, and at the same time, a buzzing sound began to be heard in the distant sky.

"I thought I had to kick you three times before you resisted," Wuming said.

"I'm afraid I'll beat you to death." Patch's voice was low, with a hint of trembling, "And it was already the third time I fell. It hurt me to death."

Already afraid that Wuming would lose control and kill him, Pachi was even more frightened now. His eyes were wide open and he kept staring at Wuming, all kinds of attacks were ready to go.

Facing Patch's defense, Wuming did not rush forward. He suddenly stood up straight and raised his hands: "I know I was wrong, and I won't hit you again."

Patch was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Wuming smiled: "Will you forgive me?"

"Of course not!" Patch was furious, "Who do you think I am -"

Wuming took out a large bag of money from his arms:

"This way you can forgive me."

"You want to use money to get forgiveness?" Patch said, "Generally, people with integrity will not agree to this."

Patch also put down his posture:
"But I have no spine - but this rune is not enough."

"Of course, of course." Wuming nodded, "I will hand over all the runes to atone for my sins."

"You are..." Seeing that Wuming was so willing to hand over Rune, Patch thought that the obsession with Rune that he had shown before had disappeared. He was about to praise him a few words, but suddenly remembered that the atonement business was now It seems... Wuming is doing it.

Patch looked over, only to see Wuming transfer the money bag from his left hand to his right hand, put the money bag back to his waist with his right hand, then touched his forehead, and said in a serious tone like a priest chanting a hymn:

"God will forgive you."

Patch was stunned for a moment.

Patch was still stunned. Before Wuming could finish his words, he punched with his left hand again, and it had already hit Patch's face. The spider's legs were thrown away, forming a black wreath, spinning and flying in the sky.

Another dozen or so punches were delivered, beating Pachi until he was half dead. Wuming stopped again and redeemed himself once more.

After repeating this seven times, Wuming finally stopped, and happily poured the money bag from his left hand to his right hand for the last time, and looked at Patch with squinted eyes:

"You tricked me seven times, and now I'm relieved. Can you forgive me?"

Wuming weighed the money bag, tossing it back and forth between his left and right hands, muttering:

"Don't forgive me, forgive me, don't forgive me, forgive me..."

After counting seven times, Wuming paused:
"No...forgive me..."

Wuming hesitated for a moment, looked at Patch, and clenched his fists again.

"I forgive you, forgive you!" Patch lay on the ground, his eight legs stretched out in front of him, exposing his abdomen.

Wuming unclenched his fist and nodded:

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go out for a walk. Where should we go?"

Patch thought for a while: "Then let's travel abroad. There are many good places in Yatan, let's go and visit. The Golden Dynasty still left many magnificent landscapes."

Wuming shook his head: "Aren't we in the Golden Dynasty, and Yatan is the same everywhere, all golden, boring." "Then let's go to Kaliya, Lienia, the night view is beautiful." Patch said.

"No, Kalia, it's too damp, I don't like it." Wuming said, "I got soaked from the inside out after taking a walk. And there are too many ghosts in Kalia, how easy it is to seduce me and make mistakes." "

"Then Nimgefu, the scenery is good and the air is sweet."

"We just went there, have you forgotten? There are so many factories over there that the clouds are dark."

Patch asked around the junction, but was dissatisfied with everything. Galid thought it was too far, and the Holy Tree said the door was not open.

Finally, I found a picturesque country with spring-like scenery all year round - Hucun.

"Is Hucun also a country?" Wuming asked.

"What happened to Hu Village? Hu Village's life is also life, and Hu Village will always be an integral part of the border area." Patch vowed.

Wuming didn't refute again, Hu Village was indeed a good place.

There are flowers everywhere, quiet and beautiful, but the coast is not as humid as the center of the lake area.

Wuming said: "And you can go see the harvest in Hu Village."

He still remembered that there was a magical crucible there that could give birth to various plants.

Seeing that Wuming still couldn't forget about his business, Patch sighed, but he didn't dare to push him too hard. It was already very difficult to urge him to go out for activities.

The two of them went down to the Yatan, and walked from the east bank of the lake area to Lani's Divine Grant Tower. Under the Kaliya study leading to the Divine Grant Tower, there was a village composed of magical living pots.

In order to show that they were traveling, they even got on a carriage and did not teleport directly to the entrance of Hu Village.

On the carriage, Wuming still pondered:
"The reason why Bryness can develop so fast seems to be because he fully exploits the employment of people. Once employees create value beyond themselves, these values ​​will be used for expansion, which is why it can develop so rapidly."

Anonymous summed it up: “The key is employment.”

"Stop thinking blindly, I'll give you a solution later." Patch said, "We can't lose."

"Can you reveal something first?" Wuming said, "If you don't explain it more clearly, I won't understand."

Patch said: "We have transportation, communications, strong force, and good relations with the people in power in various countries. And there is a Serre who can control all of this. With these, of course we can win."

"Of course you can win?" Wuming was obviously still not confident.

Patch said: "You also said that those businessmen were forced into a whirlpool. They need to continue to squeeze their employees, let them use more time and energy to produce more things, and lower the price. As long as they produce something If the price is higher than hiring workers, they can make more money.”

Nameless nodded.

Patch continued: "Not everyone is doing the work of collecting golden runes from the earth or the sky. There is competition and exchange between different businessmen, and they often just specialize in one product. The products they produce Things need to be exchanged in order to obtain runes. They have to arouse people's desires and let employees consume them, so that the transaction can be completed and the products can really be converted into runes. The golden people do not really need survival materials, desires determine Their value. But excessive products will exceed the desires of the golden people. In order to lower the selling price, wages must be lowered, and low wages will cause employees to be unable to consume..."

Patch felt the bumps of the carriage:
"I won't tell you too much details, but you have to know that this is a chariot that is constantly accelerating downhill. It will get faster and faster, become more and more unstable, and collapse is bound to happen. Because these businessmen are not As one, they each have desires that make them behave irrationally and cannot stop. They are part of the wheel and cannot stop of their own volition."

Patch sent a message to the coachman, and the carriage slowly stopped:

"And our advantage is that we are a 'family' caravan. You have already killed those who are really capable of running a large caravan. We have a unified will and can make more rational decisions. And with Se With Rui's calculations, we can control the caravan more accurately, so it is more difficult for circulation problems to occur."

"It seems to make sense..." Wuming believed it, relaxed a little, got off the carriage, and walked for a while.

Then I saw a man squatting on the side of the road, leaning against a tree, hiding in the shade.

The man is richly dressed and has a gray face.When he saw the unknown carriage, he looked up and seemed to want to stop the carriage, but hesitated for a moment and lowered his head again.

At this moment, Wuming could see the man's face clearly.

"Diaros?" Wuming called out the man's name.

The man in gorgeous armor raised his head and looked in the direction of Wuming in surprise.

Wuming checked it again and confirmed:
"It's really you, what are you doing here?"

Before Diaros could answer, when he saw Wuming approaching, he stood up quickly and dusted himself off.

After patting the dust on his armor, Diaros was about to speak when his vision went dark, he fainted, and fell into Wuming's arms.

"What's going on?" Wuming said, "Porcelain?"

Patch said: "Squatting for too long, rising too hard, resulting in lack of blood."

"Is this just due to lack of blood?" Wuming picked up the hard armor collar on the back of Diaros' neck and shook it. He had already fainted.

Patch looked at Diaros' thin face and said, "Maybe he's hungry."

Wuming moved Diaros to the accompanying carriage and took off Diaros' armor.

Patch sniffed and frowned:
"It stinks."

"Does it stink?" Wuming couldn't smell it and said, "This guy has no attendants. Such complicated armor is difficult to put on and take off. He probably wears it all the time."

"It's all pickled." Patch pinched his nose and opened all the windows on the carriage.

"I never take off my armor. Do I smell?" Wuming was curious and raised his arms to smell his own armpits in vain.

"What kind of smell can you have? At most, it smells like cumin mutton." Patch said.

Wuming smiled and took off the lining under Diaros' armor.The delicate cloth has become stiff and covered with salt lumps.

Wuming found some water and cloth and helped Diaros wipe his body.

"It seems that this guy is not doing very well." Wuming said, "Last time I remembered that he was still in Huoshan, and then he seemed to have disappeared without a trace. I thought he had died with the end of Shanshan Mansion."

Patch didn't care about Diaros, and he didn't even know where Diaros was going.

We can only ask these questions after he wakes up.

Wuming put Diaros on Patch, took a big spider, a comatose man, and his family to Hu Village in a rather strange appearance.

Wuming wanted to go to the camp near Kallia to replenish some supplies, and also prepare a new set of clothes for Diaros and throw away the old clothes.

But when he reached the vicinity of Kalia's study, Wuming frowned again.

"If I remember correctly, this should be our camp." Wuming said, "Why does it feel like...we are not the only ones here."

At the caravan camp near Kalia's study, next to Pachi's old store, at a glance, there were no less than three other traders, shouting hard.

　As we get to the back, the various concepts become more abstract. They are not much simpler than the concept of flames in Dark Souls, and are more suitable for poetic understanding. It is really difficult to actually write it down.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)