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Chapter 74 Using the Suffering of Others to Create My Bliss (Read More!)

Feng Lindu walked towards his rental house with an ugly face.

"What? You lost?" Chai Dasheng said incredulously, "I told you to keep your hole cards, but didn't I ask you to keep them so thoroughly?"

He certainly wouldn't believe that Feng Lindu would overturn and lose to a freshman who had just entered the Dueling Academy, and his brain automatically made up a reasonable explanation for him.

"Don't talk about it. How is the analysis of Yang Lijuan's battle intelligence? I need a detailed battle analysis report. In the next few days, I will retreat to prepare for the final." Feng Lindu did not explain too much to Chai Dasheng , He can't say that he didn't hold back at all, he just fought head-on and was defeated by that boy named Shen Sui, right?

Although this incident was very embarrassing, fortunately, the Exploration Bureau promised itself that it would not release the video of the duel before the finals.

The audience at the scene may spread the news, but Feng Lindu knows that as long as he does not admit it, his fans will automatically help him clear the ground without the evidence of stone hammer.

At such times, just remain silent.

Feng Lindu touched his dueling instrument.

Sure enough, I am not strong enough!
He looked up the dark alley.

As long as he wins the final, everything will be fine. Endorsement advertisements, peripheral income, and countless wealth will come to him. At that time, he can even buy a villa of his own in the magic city where every inch of land is expensive.

"Is this really okay?" Suddenly, a voice came from a person.

Feng Lindu was startled and looked around. He saw a fat man leaning against the oil-stained alley wall, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"What?" Feng Lindu took a small step back.

"I watched Ni's duel today." The man walked towards Feng Lindu, "Your soul card has already been tortured so painfully by you, is this really good? For your own benefit, to torture someone who should have people of the good life.”

"What are you talking about?" Feng Lindu smiled reluctantly, and then showed an expression of anger and hatred, "Also, who are you? Do I know you very well?"

"Ah, I'm just a duel enthusiast passing by." The man spread his hands and said, "Some people can't understand you guys who deliberately use time regulators to bring suffering to soul cards so as to obtain more life cards and soul card forms. .”

"Hmph! Let's not mention that I have never done such a thing." Feng Lindu laughed angrily. He loosened his collar and said, "So what if I did such a thing? Is it illegal? Soul Card Follower said It is real, but can he affect reality? What I did to him is just the same as what a game player does to the character he controls."

"You guys, don't you really think of the soul card followers as your friends? They are just cards!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Lindu turned around and hurriedly left here as if escaping.

The man stood where he was, silently watching Feng Lindu leave.

Jingle Bell.

The melodious ringtone of mobile phones echoed in the claustrophobic alley.

The man picked up the phone.

"I, Wang Ming." The fat man said briefly.

"Wang Ming, how's the investigation going?" A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Ming withdrew his staring gaze, turned around and walked out of the alley. While walking, he said his analysis to the phone: "Using the suffering of others to create my bliss is the method of the followers of the Suffering Bodhisattva."

Suffering Bodhisattva, one of the rulers of the No. [-] soul card world, was also one of the culprits of several major incidents in the real world that year.

"I guessed it. For those life card masters who ignore the life of their own soul cards, the selfish rhetoric of the Bodhisattva of Suffering is really attractive. As long as they keep instilling the concept that the soul card world is just a game, they can make the world become a game." Those Fate Card Masters who were frustrated in the competition wantonly tortured their soul card followers without the slightest psychological burden."

"So, General Administration, do we really have nothing to do with them?" Wang Ming asked unwillingly.

"Did they break the law?" Zhang Fang on the opposite side asked lightly, "The soul card followers are individuals in another world after all, and are not protected by the laws of our real world. What about spreading the idea of ​​suffering in China?”

"However, I always think that this kind of behavior is not right."

"So, you just want to punish them? Just because they use means to torture people who may only exist? And the evidence you can produce is just a lot of text."

Wang Ming was silent.

"In recent years, there have been more and more life card masters with similar behaviors in China, and they have become more and more flooded." Zhang Fang said quietly, "Why do you think so?"

"Ordinary life card masters can't find any hope of getting ahead in the domestic competition environment. If they want to compete in high-level duels, they must have a large number of life cards to circumvent the increasingly abusive ban card review of the life card association."

"Isn't that right, Wang Ming?" Zhang Fang's laughter came through the phone, "We may not be able to deal with those life card masters, but we can eliminate the soil where they were born. As long as the environment is improved, those A selective life card master will not do things that break the bottom line of human nature just by reading the words."

"However, not everyone is moral. This kind of thing can indeed bring a lot of life cards."

"No, Wang Ming, you have to be clear, the reason why those people tortured their soul cards so recklessly is because they know that in such a competition environment, even if these things are exposed, the audience can understand their behavior. "

"But if the environment is getting better, do you think the audience will tolerate their behavior?"

Zhang Fang's rhetorical question caused Wang Ming to fall into a brief silence.

"Okay, you should go back to the college. Now I am more worried about the thoughts of the Suffering Bodhisattva spreading to the student body. That is the main position you should pay attention to. I also have to deal with the affairs of World No. [-]. ”

"An accident happened again in World One?"

"Yes, the soul cards of seventeen employees died inexplicably, and the compensation is enough to give me a headache." Zhang Fang paused, and then gloated, "But we are doing well, almost all the people in the United States are doing well. All the Soul Cards of World No. [-] died in Sin City, and they suddenly lost contact with World No. [-], and are frantically searching for the Life Card Master of World No. [-] around the world."

"It's hard to find a life card master in World No. [-]." Shen Sui's appearance flashed in Wang Ming's mind.

"It's okay, the country of America, just go find someone from Little Life and Universe Kingdom."

While Zhang Fang was having a headache about the compensation, Shen Sui was also having a headache.

He looked at the words on the duel instrument and fell into deep self-doubt.

Oh my god, Alice, you must be a magic idiot, right?
(End of this chapter)