Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

The man in black was silent.

This handsome guy in front of him actually knows him so well?

Then he can only be Nanfeng.

"You are well disguised. I couldn't tell it apart." The man in black laughed. "You went to so much trouble and bullied the common woman just to lure me out?"

"First of all, I didn't bully the common woman." The handsome face of the young man twisted and turned back to the appearance of Nanfeng.

"I just stayed at their house for one night, talking about life and ideals."

"Then before leaving, I left some food and firewood for their family, so that they could get a little spiritual comfort in this cold winter."

"Finally, they will spread it according to the words I taught them."

"In fact, I am not a flower thief at all. I am just an ordinary spiritual mentor."

Nanfeng's clothes also began to change. The gorgeous clothes disappeared, replaced by a big cotton-padded jacket that had been patched for three years.

He looked at the black version of Xiao Luo and said calmly:

"Of course, you are right about one thing. I went through so much trouble just to lure you out."

"In the battle three days ago, I saw 30 clones, but your black version didn't show up."

"Why didn't you come?"

The man in black sneered twice, his voice hoarse: "I just don't want to be with those useless things."

"The calm version should have told you that the boss has cut off all the clones. Each of our clones is now an independent person."

"As an independent person, I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want. Does it have anything to do with you?"

As he said, the man in black was about to leave here.

Nanfeng flashed and appeared in front of the man in black to stop him: "Of course it has something to do with you."

Nanfeng looked into Xiao Luo's (black version) eyes and slowly said: "Other clones may have really been completely cut off by Xiao Luo, but you..."

"Definitely not."

Before in the small teahouse, when talking with Xiao Luo (calm version), Nanfeng noticed the loophole.

If Xiao Luo really completely cut off all the clones and cut off the seven emotions and six desires, then he should have broken through level 45.

But Nanfeng took a look at the ranking list at that time, and Xiao Luo was still at level 44, which means that Xiao Luo has not yet achieved the above step.

He may really want to justly cut off all the clones, but there must be a few clones that have not been completely cut off.

The first thing Nanfeng thought of was the clone (Calm Version). As the clone closest to Xiao Luo's original will, can Xiao Luo completely cut it off?

It seems possible.

Because in the body of (Calm Version), Nanfeng can't see any other emotions, there is only calmness.

Then, Nanfeng thought of the (Black Version) that did not appear.

Even if he is a great good man, he will have some very evil thoughts deep in his heart.

But as the dark side of Xiao Luo's heart, what the Black Version has done recently is too "just", right?

How can this be done by a blackened person?

This is obviously the Batman of Hai Mall!

So, the problem must be with (Black Version)

Hearing Nan Feng's words, Xiao Luo (blackened version) lowered his head and laughed hoarsely: "You are wrong, now I am really an independent person."

"You are not."

Nan Feng spoke confidently: "A completely blackened person should enjoy killing, indiscriminately, without a goal, and purely randomly for fun."

"But you don't, you only kill those who should be killed, and even save those innocent people."

"In the battle in the west of the city three days ago, a large area was reduced to ruins, but there were very few civilian deaths. Why is this so? Of course, it's because there is a black-clothed hero who moved all the civilians on the battlefield away."

Hearing this, the man in black remained silent.

I didn't expect Nan Feng to know about this. Wasn't he fighting with Chen Xiao that day?

He actually had time to observe other situations?

Nan Feng continued, "Perhaps, your original idea was to cut off all the clones, be beautiful alone, and become a god alone."

"But you are worried about the black version. You are worried that the black version will kill innocent people and that someone will die because of your decision."

"So, you cut off all the other clones, but you still have a trace of contact with the black version."

"You help the black version choose the target of killing, let him release the darkness in his heart, and sometimes you will directly seize the control of the black version and use his body to save people."

"My guess is right, Xiao Luo."

The man in black lowered his head, his hood covered his eyes, and Nan Feng could not guess what he was thinking through his eyes.

"Basically right."

The man in black suddenly spoke, his voice was no longer hoarse, and he no longer made a creepy laugh.

Nan Feng laughed.

He knew that the person talking to him now was the real Xiao Luo, not a clone.

"Finally found you." Nan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. This trip was not in vain. "Come back with me, Xiao Luo, you've taken the wrong road."

Xiao Luo's voice was very calm. He said, "This is the road I chose. Didn't you say you would respect my choice?"

"I respect nothing."

Nan Feng snorted coldly, "Think about it carefully. If you cut off all emotions and become a walking corpse without emotions, are you still a human being?"

"Not really." Xiao Luo said calmly, "Because I want to become a god, and only when I have no desires and no demands can I become a god."

Nan Feng: "You are a middle school student, right? You have no desires and no demands, so why do you want to become a god? Becoming a god is a desire and a demand."

"..."

Xiao Luo frowned, thinking about what Nan Feng said.

Yes, why do I want to become a god?

Is it to become stronger?

Then why do I become stronger?

Is it to protect Nancheng? Or for something else?

But after I become a god, will I still protect Nancheng without any emotions?

Moreover, protecting Nancheng is a desire and a demand in my heart. How can I become a god with desires and demands?

Xiao Luo shook his head vigorously, his brain in a mess.

Now he lacks a lot of emotions, and there are some things he can't figure out.

"Give me some time." Xiao Luo took two steps back and said with some entanglement, "I need time to think these things through."

"No time."

Nan Feng said in a deep voice: "Now, immediately, leave Hai Mall with me."

Xiao Luo frowned: "Don't force me, forcing me will only make me more confused."

Nan Feng looked up at the dark sky with a serious face: "I'm not forcing you, but if we don't leave now, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."

Boom!

A dull sonic boom sounded!

A middle-aged man slowly descended from the clouds, holding a strangely shaped "flying beast" in his hand. That was the reconnaissance plane that Nan Feng hid in the clouds!

"Who is the black-clothed hero? Who is the famous hero?" The middle-aged man smiled kindly and locked his eyes on Nan Feng and Xiao Luo, "I am Tao Jie, come here..."

"Kill the two of you."