in the edge

Chapter 488 The real strong man

Naturally, the gray-haired mouse received no response.

It's natural to kowtow and shout before a barren mountain and get no response. After all, this behavior seems somewhat meaningless no matter how you look at it.

But it was this meaningless behavior that the gray-haired mouse continued for three days and three nights.

Even if his throat bleeds from shouting and blood foams from his mouth, the gray-haired mouse never stops. The body kneeling on the ground looks so humble and insignificant. With such a posture, it is not so much a demon who is aloof and possesses power, but rather Said to be worse than a rat in the gutter.

Not even as good as its former self.

But it still screamed persistently, screaming at the barren mountains, even if it was exhausted, it never stopped.

The more tired it is, the more humble it is, the weaker it is, and the closer it is to death, the fiercer the fire in its eyes will burn.

When both body and spirit are on the verge of reaching their limits, what takes over the body is an even crazier will.

"God Lord Greedy Wolf! Please give me the power to take revenge!"

Huangshan still didn't give it any response.

Instead, a coyote ran over from a distance.

The coyote's eyes glowed green when he smelled the smell of blood. The sight was very familiar to the gray-haired mouse. This was a hunting posture. The hungry coyote would bite any blood food nearby.

The survival instinct reminds the gray-haired mouse that escape is the best option.

Even though it is a demon, even though it has all kinds of abilities, its current extreme weakness makes him no different from an ordinary mouse - maybe an ordinary mouse is stronger than it is now, after all, an ordinary mouse can still escape. It has strong physical strength, but now, after kneeling for three days and three nights, its entire body has become stiff.

It is impossible to fight back. The most it can do is use up its last strength and escape.

But it still has no intention of moving.

"If this is my life..."

Seeing the coyote's maw getting closer and closer, the gray-haired mouse closed its eyes.

"If this is my ending..."

He bit the gray-haired mouse's neck with a big mouth, which was the most vulnerable position and the least able to resist.

The sharp teeth can easily break the spine of a gray-haired mouse with just half an inch of bite.

However, at this time, there was a sound close at hand, ringing in the ears of the gray-haired mouse.

"Why don't you fight hard?"

The voice said so.

"Use your last strength, and at least you can die with honor."

"Because... wolf."

The gray-haired mouse gave an ugly smile.

"Begging Lord Greedy Wolf Star for help while killing wolves at the same time. What is this?"

"..."

The teeth biting the back of the gray-haired mouse loosened their grip.

"You're very clever."

"Thank you Tanlangxingjun for not killing me!"

Using his last strength, the gray-haired mouse bowed his head.

"Please Xingjun, help me avenge my blood!"

"There is no such thing as Lord Greedy Wolf Star anymore."

Faced with the gray-haired mouse's plea, the coyote just shook his head.

"I don't know where you heard this name from, but Lord Greedy Wolf Star would have been dead a long time ago."

……

The brief words left the gray-haired mouse speechless.

"Dead, dead?"

The gray-haired mouse felt like it was struck by lightning. It couldn't believe what it was hearing.

"How is it possible? How could such a powerful being, who is even named after the stars in the sky, be dead? How could he be dead?"

"How is it impossible?"

The coyote glanced at the gray-furred mouse.

"In the words of those mortals, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Even the Greedy Wolf Star Lord in your mouth cannot truly live forever... Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. The so-called eternity itself is a sentence Empty words, the only constant in the world is change. Since you are so smart, you should understand this. "

"Yes, but..."

The gray-haired mouse was puzzled.

"I, I just want to know, why did you die?"

It doesn't make sense. This kind of thing really doesn't make sense. You have to know that even the gray-haired mouse himself is actually hundreds of years old. In the eyes of those mortals, he can already be regarded as immortal, and the one who is far older than him The Greedy Wolf Star Lord, who is too strong and only exists in some illusory stories, will only be stronger than him and live longer than him.

But now, it heard the news of the death of Lord Greedy Wolf Star.

What is going on here?

"It's a simple thing."

The coyote lay on the ground and looked at the gray-furred mouse.

"Because you're here."

"……I?"

The gray-haired mouse was stunned.

Why does this have anything to do with it?
"So, you are just smart."

Coyote shook his head.

"Even a monster like you, who is only a little smart, can hear this reputation. It only means that it is already very weak... It is already so weak. If it doesn't die, do you still have to wait for others to kill you?"

"you……"

The gray-haired mouse was stunned for a moment and had no idea what it was talking about.

It can understand every sentence, every word, but when put together, it can't understand it at all - what does being heard mean that you are weak enough? Is that how things work out? Isn’t it true that the bigger the reputation, the stronger?

In other words, if you are not a strong person, how can you achieve such a great reputation?

He already has a reputation, so how could he be weak?

"...So, you really only have a little cleverness."

Coyote sighed.

"Forget it, for the sake of you kneeling for three days, I will give you one more pointer... Think carefully, why are you here? How did your companion die?"

"My companion..."

The body of the white-haired hedgehog flashed through his mind, and the bone-chilling pain gripped the heart of the gray-haired mouse.

Yes, how could it forget it? They had clearly established the victory, they had mastered everything, they had clearly defeated the Tin Woodman, and the result was because of that one sword, that unpredictable sword. , everything is completely over.

Even it itself almost died on the spot.

The reputation the two of them left in those two towns, and the incense and desire that made them lost for a time, are not only not a good thing, but a disaster!
If you think about it from this perspective...

The stronger you are, the easier it is to gain fame. The greater your reputation, the easier it is to obtain incense and wish power, but incense and wish power is a kind of disaster, which means...

The greater the reputation, the more dangerous it is!

"Varied……"

The logic in his mind was finally completely connected, but the gray-haired mouse couldn't say a word for a long time.

Just because the deduced results were too subversive of his cognition.

How is this possible?

The stronger you become, the weaker you become?
How could this nonsense even work?
"Then becoming stronger...what's the point?"

"So, you really only have a little cleverness."

The coyote sighed again, and then patted the gray-haired mouse on the head with his paw.

"Is this the same thing? When did I say there was a problem with becoming stronger? Being strong is strong, and being strong is always a good thing... Where is your brain? Are you really listening to me?"

"I……"

After receiving a paw for nothing, the gray-haired mouse's consciousness returned to clarity. Yes, it seems that this is indeed the case. His derivation just now was problematic from the beginning. He still used his previous perspective - there is nothing wrong with being strong. Everyone wants to become stronger. After all, only when you are strong can you control your own destiny.

The real problem is reputation.

"It seems you already understand."

After looking at the gray-haired mouse, the coyote nodded.

"Only the weak need to become famous and rely on incense and willpower. Because they are weak, they need to prove their strength...but the strong do not need this."

"For the strong, everything else except strength itself is a burden."

The strong only need to be strong themselves.

Other than that, everything is a burden.

With these brief words, the gray-haired mouse's mind had already begun to turn upside down, because this courage and determination had already completely exceeded its cognitive scope.

But this kind of thing is so familiar.

Yes, it's familiar. It must have seen this kind of thing somewhere, and it must have been exposed to this kind of thing, but the memory is too painful and too bloody, so that its reason cannot admit it. Don't even want to mention it.

Yes, it actually knows the answer.

Doesn't this description refer to the Tin Man?

He didn't use any incense, nor did he fight for power with them. The Tin Man just swung his knife.

Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the sword cut the white-haired hedgehog into two pieces without any hindrance.

There is no structure and no reason.

Just an ordinary knife.

It couldn't understand it at all before, what on earth is this? There is no rules, no reason, just this ordinary sword, what is this?
Now it vaguely understands that this is nothing.

This is strong.

Strong, that's it.

There is no need for rules, principles, reasons, or explanations - just because these things, these foreign objects, these seemingly powerful things, are all burdens!

Strong means strong.

The strong only need to be strong themselves.

"And reputation, or in other words, incense and will, will only bring trouble to the strong."

The gray-haired mouse continued to think.

"If you gain admiration, you will also gain jealousy. The more famous you are, the more dangers you will face...Only the weak need to prove themselves and become famous in the world. The strong can control themselves and even disappear without a trace!"

Thinking of this, the gray-haired mouse suddenly raised his head.

"you……"

At this moment, the gray-haired mouse understood everything.

Why did this coyote come to find it? Why did this coyote know everything? Why was everything about it invisible to the other party? Even its past experiences were clearly known to the other party.

Just now, it was originally ready to ask questions, ready to ask why all this was happening.

But now, it already knows the answer.

Perhaps the once tyrannical Lord Greedy Wolf Star was indeed dead.

But the strong ones entrenched here are always there.

He even took the initiative to appear in front of it.

"So... why?"

Gritting his teeth, the gray-haired mouse finally asked.

"Why did you come out to see me?"

Yes, when everything is clear, the only question left is this.

It was obvious that this strong man had already disappeared, that he could watch it die, and that no one would care if it died here, but this strong man still appeared in front of it.

Is it just because of its three days and three nights of pleading?

If it was before, it might have thought this way, and might have felt that its pleading could really move this strong man, but now, it has understood that it will definitely not be for such a simple reason.

The reason why a strong person is strong is that he will not be moved by external objects. Its pleas and even its existence are meaningless to this strong person.

It can even be considered a burden.

So, in this case, why did this strong man choose to appear in front of it, and even give it some advice?

What does this strong man want?
What does this strong man want to do?
"You can actually think of this level. It seems that you are more than clever."

The coyote looked up at the gray-furred mouse.

"The fact that you have this idea means that I didn't come out to see you in vain this time."

"...But I don't think there is a chance that I will be favored by you."

The gray-haired mouse smiled bitterly.

If it had been before, it might have thought that this was a strong person expressing appreciation for it, but now it has understood that a strong person never does anything meaningless.

In other words, is there really anything worthy of admiration in a mouse like it?
It never felt that way.

The strong man in front of me must have different needs.

"So what exactly can I do for you?"

"Don't ask me, ask yourself."

The coyote raised its paws and nodded in a humane manner.

"If you can think of this level, then you should already know the answer."

Answer? what is the answer?
The gray-haired mouse was questioned again. The strong man in front of him always seemed to be saying something incomprehensible.

But immediately, the gray-haired mouse realized that these words were actually true.

It does know the answer. After its knowledge was subverted, it already knows at this moment that fame will bring a burden to the strong, and incense and willpower are a dangerous poison. A truly strong person will never They proactively expose their whereabouts simply because they are fully capable of controlling their own bodies and all information related to them.

I heard that there is a giant whale in the East China Sea, diving under the Nine Abyss. It is a ferocious giant that is a hundred times bigger than a tiger and leopard. But as long as this giant whale does not rise to the surface, no one can detect it. exist.

There is only one thing that can make such a terrifying giant float.

That is, hunting.

While the hunters were hiding under the ocean, the prey that was still showing off its power was so conspicuous.

Yes, its arrival is not without value.

The gray-haired mouse suddenly realized this.

Although it itself is extremely small, it at least brings news of prey.

"I can... lead the way for you."

The gray-haired mouse bowed his head humbly.

"I will lead the prey to you."

"Just lead the way, you don't need to do the rest."

The coyote just licked his paws.

"Besides, you don't have to think so low of yourself. The fact that you have this kind of understanding already shows how extraordinary you are... Maybe one day, you can do what I am now?"

"Can I?"

The gray-haired mouse's mind went blank.

It could hear that this time, the strong man in front of it was really praising it.

Praise a rat in the gutter.

Can it really be done?

It can too, can it be done?

“The first step to becoming stronger is to question yourself less.”

Saying this, Coyote stood up.

"Let's go, it's time to move around."

(End of this chapter)