A Full-level Commander Who Joins the Chat Group

"Aren't you undead?"

After Patch asked, before Jiang Cheng could answer, he turned his head and continued his own words: "Okay, you don't need to answer, I've seen more undead than stones on the side of the road. You can smell the musty smell coming from those dying things from [-] meters away, let alone see it with your own eyes..."

"But you seem to be a little different. Although the dying idiot said that you are spirit bodies supported by other worlds, that idiot can't lie at all, and his brain is not normal. He probably didn't tell you about you. Identity, brought you here directly..."

"Well...that's indeed the case." Jiang Cheng nodded, because Solal did not tell them about their identities in this world, so Jiang Cheng always thought that he arranged for them before they came. All right.

Jiang Cheng thought for a few seconds: "But if this is the case, the other people in Chuanhuo Sacrificial Ground should also be aware of this..."

"Of course, but those idiots don't care about this, they only believe in that idiot who wants to die..."

Patch patted his ass and stood up from the ground, but squatted down again after standing for a few seconds, with his hands on his knees: "I really don't know what that idiot has to believe."

"I think the Solar people are pretty good."

"Not bad?" Patch gave a mocking smile. "Are you kidding me? Who in the damn world can say 'not bad'?"

I don't know why, when this topic was brought up, Patch's expression twisted for a moment, he clenched the weapon in his hand, and gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, I'll just pretend I'm in a good mood today and tell you the damn stories about this shitty place."

"Let's talk about the Solal you just mentioned first, not the impostor now, but the idiot who was called the Sun Warrior I don't know how long ago."

"That guy is a real idiot. He lived his whole life for others, left signs everywhere to respond to their calls, and even became the spiritual pillar of so many useless jerks, but what happened in the end? He almost turned into a living corpse, and finally Burnt to death in that broken fire that should have been extinguished long ago."

"Did anyone come to help him? No! He helped so many people, but in the end no one came to help him."

"Before Solal, a group of witches who were fed up suddenly became nervous for some reason, and they didn't want to enjoy themselves in peace. They wanted to study a new flame, saying that they wanted to save the world, but what happened in the end? "

"Chaos broke out, and the people who studied spells became rats crossing the street that everyone shouted and beat. The group of witches were also dead or wounded. Those who turned into monsters howled in the magma, and those who carried eggs on their backs wanted to save others. I would rather die than live, and finally died underground, and now there are rats crawling around me."

"I really don't understand how abnormal the brains of those witches were to come up with such an idea. They were holding the king's soul in their hands at the time, and their power was huge. Even if the flames would go out one day, that would still Nothing to do with them."

"Oh, speaking of this, I remembered that old bastard Gwen again. He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​feeding himself into the fire, and he was the first to jump in. It's really not a thing."

"And if you burn yourself, you can burn yourself. It's always a good thing to continue the world for a while, but what about after that?"

"He burned himself to protect the country he built, to protect his family and citizens, but what happened in the end?"

"The royal family was dead and wounded, the prince who hunted dragons and war gods fell in love with a dragon and was expelled from the house, and the living corpse was turned into the top of the ancient dragon. The sissy Gwyndolin was betrayed by the pope and sent to that drowning pig in Eldridge. Over there as food, watching my body being devoured bit by bit..."

"The Sun Queen's whereabouts are unknown, maybe there is a big maggot raised somewhere, Yuer Shika was locked in the tower and couldn't leave, the Dark Moon Knights were all wiped out, and the whole country was turned into a mess."

"None of the things he wants to protect and the things he wants to continue have a good end. On the contrary, those freaks who trampled everything he wants to protect live happily under the protection of his remaining warmth."

"By the way, there is also that thief who always hides in the corner. Now after saving him, this fake Solar is only thinking of repaying his favor, without considering his own strength at all, and keeps running away again and again. Going out to steal, just to bring back something useful for that imposter..."

"He always said that he was a friend of that imposter, feeling powerless about his own weakness, and wanted to be more useful so that he could get the hem of that benefactor...but he got it wrong."

"Some people are born geniuses, and some people are born trash. No matter how hard the trash works, they can't keep up with the genius, especially when the genius is also working hard."

"Although I really don't want to admit it, the impostor pretending to be Solar is indeed a genius in this respect, and that idiot thief is out-and-out trash. If I didn't happen to pass by and save him a few times, he would have never known In which corner did he die?"

"But he was not satisfied. Even after returning from Cold Valley, he still wanted to go out. He even set his target on Losric City, that ogre city that no thief can come out alive."

"Because he thinks that impostor pretending to be Solal is so powerful, and he is his friend, so he has to become stronger to help him...Of course, the idiot who miscalculated his own strength will only stay in the end There was a pile of ashes, which I picked up when I was passing by."

"Trash is trash, just stay in the corner with peace of mind, if you have to go out and seek death, no one can save him."

"The old man who wanted to find paint for the young lady became a paint himself. Now the child uses the blood from his body to paint. He also thinks that when he comes back, he can live together in a better place after his painting is finished." Good world...”

"The consumables of the Fireproof Girl are already piled up in the tower next to it. To become a Fireproof Girl is to become a tool, and after the flame inheritance, it will be thrown away as garbage..."

"And that guy named Yiguo, the guy who likes to resist the hammer, that deserter who always squats on the steps and sighs..."

"They're all dead."

"What's the reason for death? It's because they had hope that they shouldn't have in this damn world."

"If you have strength, find a way to make yourself more comfortable. If you hold the king's soul in your hand and become a king, don't even think about throwing yourself into the stove. Wouldn't it be good to tie up those untouchables and throw them into the stove?"

"Why do you want to help others when you have power? Anyway, this world is already rotten, so it would be nice to use power to do whatever you want, and you have to stick to that boring belief until you turn yourself into a living corpse?"

"If you want to be self-motivated, what kind of friends do you want, the trash can just sit in the corner and eat it until it dies. Even if it's moldy lying in the corner, it's better than leaving a pile of ashes outside?"

Patch raised his head, with a mocking and disdainful smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of hatred.

"Good people deserve to die. Those who want to do good deeds must die, and those who want to work hard must die. Those who are kind will be pierced through the heart with a dagger, and those who are stupid will be killed by others on the road. A little bit of hope will emerge. All must be extinguished, because there is no room for a single light in this dark place."

"But I'm different."

"I have no desires or desires. I'm not like some people who can't walk when they see treasures. I don't think about being a good person, let alone helping anyone or thinking about throwing myself into the stove to save the world."

"That's why I live long because I'm such a jerk."

"Good people don't live long, only bastards can live comfortably in this damn place, so why not be a bastard?"

"And ah, the longer you live, the more you will find that there are a group of bastards left around you, those brilliant 'good guys' have long since died, those who turned into monsters have become monsters, and those who have turned into living corpses have turned into living corpses .”

"It's ridiculous."

After Patch finished speaking, he smiled, then realized something, and looked at Jiang Cheng suspiciously: "You are really a weirdo..."

"wack?"

"Yeah, weirdo..." Patch said, took out a gold coin from his pocket, and threw it to Jiang Cheng: "I don't know why, but I suddenly said something strange to you... I won't talk to you. Others post these complaints..."

Jiang Cheng thought for a few seconds: "Maybe I'm better at listening?"