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Chapter 97 The Turn of Destiny

Wen Zaiyan was in a daze for a moment.

He stared closely at Shopkeeper Bai's calm eyes. At this moment, Wen Zaiyan suddenly remembered the turning point in the fate of 'The Balance of Human Reason'.

It was just an ordinary day.

As always, great art that shines like stars comes together.

In order to stay away from the winter night that swallowed everything, the idealists worked hard to build a shelter for mankind. They built the prototype of the kingdom of heaven with their own hands, and they were willing to sacrifice everything for it.

Tian Ping was once one of them, until...he saw a crimson moon in his dream that night.

The moonlight was hazy, the sea was like a mirror, and a strange-looking company stood on the surface of the sea.

The interior of the company was blurry. Tian Ping cautiously opened the door of the company, only to find a gray-haired young man standing behind the door, waiting for him.

"Welcome to Deep Sea Power Company!"

The gray-haired boy enthusiastically grasped the palm of the scale: "Let me introduce myself. I am the chairman of this company. Just call me 'Storm'."

"Your chairman's code name is pretty cool..."

Tian Ping complained with his eyes closed. He looked at the surrounding environment, but his heart did not fluctuate much.

After all, the ideal kingdom of heaven is at its peak deep down, so there will always be some weird guys who come to pay attention to the progress of the kingdom of heaven, and then try to stake the country's chips in the kingdom of heaven.

"Let's just talk about what we have to say."

Tian Ping asked casually: "Which country do you represent, and what do you plan to get in the perfect kingdom of heaven?"

"The country is out of the question. Deep Sea Company is just a small independent organization, but what I want..."

Storm replied, and then, the gray-haired boy's words completely aroused the anger in Tian Ping's heart.

"——The entire ideal heaven."

The ocean surged, deafening thunderstorms lit up the sky, and the storm laughed: "How about a price? Scales?"

Tian Ping's expression became colder little by little.

"What are you kidding..."

The black dragon, who measures human reason, showed his sharp fangs, and the flames of his breath appeared around his mouth. His scarlet vertical pupils were full of violent and fierce light: "Are you planning to insult our ideals?"

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."

Storm didn't seem to care about the dragon's pressure at all, and turned around and walked deeper into the corridor.

"Come with me." At this moment, He sighed softly: "I will explain my reasons to you in detail."

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Tian Ping sat slumped in the chair. He recalled the scene in his mind, looking confused and depressed.

"What the hell are you..."

He weakly raised his head and stared at the storm in front of him. After a moment, a pale smile appeared on Tian Ping's face: "What exactly did you let me see..."

“The truth behind the fall of Heaven.”

The chairman behind the desk said bluntly: "As the pillar of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Musician of Destiny can obviously no longer support the weight of the Kingdom of Heaven. Soon he will be dragged into the deepest doomsday by the weight of knowledge and completely become the nourishment of the winter night." .”

"But that's not the most serious problem."

Storm reminded: "As you can see, the entire ideal paradise has been completely polluted by the doomsday. Everything you are doing now is creating exquisite bowls and chopsticks for the doomsday to swallow up all living beings."

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Tian Ping lowered his head and murmured: "Everyone knows that the heaven we built is perfect... but why..."

"Because 'perfection' is the false illusion created by the messenger of the end."

Amidst the sound of waves coming from outside the window, the storm finally presented a fatal factor that was completely ignored by the members of the Kingdom of Heaven.

He asked seriously: "Think about it, your kingdom of heaven has not been completely constructed, how can it be 'perfect'?"

Tian Ping suddenly shuddered.

At this moment, Tian Ping figured out the key reason for the fall of Tianguo. "It's vanity..."

He showed a look of surprise: "The end of the world has polluted our country through the arrogance and vanity in our hearts..."

"You just understand."

Immediately afterwards, the gray-haired chairman pushed an exquisite contract document toward the scale.

"Make a serious decision once, Balance."

Storm said so.

Tian Ping was startled for a moment, then reached out to take the contract and read the regulations on it without saying a word.

The atmosphere fell silent, and Storm patiently waited for the other party's answer.

After a long time, the nine seats of the Utopia finally made their decision.

"Obviously the ideals in our hearts have never wavered..."

He covered his face and let out a tired laugh: "Fuck...this fucking world..."

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That day, the perfect Utopia was reduced to ruins in the hands of traitors.

After Tian Ping discovered the fragile nature of the leader, he immediately exposed the despicable nature of greed.

The black dragon fluttered its wings. He burned the artist's background paintings, destroyed the writer's guide to the Kingdom of Heaven, smashed the living statue of the sculptor, and took advantage of the chaos to plunder the resources of other artists in the Kingdom of Heaven.

When people came after hearing the news, they saw that the old and weak musicians had been thrown out of the gate of heaven, and their ideals had turned into a sea of ​​fire in the dragon's breath.

The kingdom of heaven is slowly sinking into a strange sea.

Wearing a black trench coat, Tian Ping stood on the top of the clock tower of the Kingdom of Heaven. He held a piece of chalk and silently stared at the burning ruins of the city at his feet.

He saw the sludge from the end struggling and wailing in the flames.

"Libra, why are you doing this..."

At this moment, the sculptor's trembling voice suddenly came to Tian Ping's ears, and she begged: "Stop, we will be homeless."

Tian Ping's body stiffened for a moment, and then he slowly turned around. The businessman had a cynical smile on his face and raised his middle finger indifferently at the people outside the door.

"What does it matter to me that you are homeless? You are already too late!"

The businessman laughed maniacally: "I have completely sold the Kingdom of Heaven!"

The black coat rustled in the hot wind, and there was no wavering in those scarlet eyes.

"Haha...I'm not doing this for you, I just don't want to be dragged down by you idiots..."

He broke the chalk, and the holy bell tower, which represented the foundation of the kingdom of heaven, collapsed, and the businessman's sleepy whispers were completely buried by the deafening roar.

The kingdom of heaven thus fell into the boundless sea.

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If the last choice meant betrayal, what does this choice mean?

Lao Wen came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

As expected, Shopkeeper Bai and Chairman Feng are not on good terms. If he chooses Shopkeeper Bai’s thread, it means that he will say goodbye to the Utopia completely, right?

But that's fine too.

There is no reason to dwell on the past, and reality is not some absurd soap opera that pulls back and forth.

He reached out to pick the silk thread in Bai Yue's hand, but the next moment, Bai Yue clenched the silk thread in his hand.

Under the doubtful gaze of the businessman, Bai Yue laughed.

"Think again."

“This is never a boring multiple-choice question,” he cautioned.

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