Tj Daily with Kelsey

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Ps. The original operator, Mocha, was born in the Pelo tribe. The specific operator files are being written and written (cuckoo...)

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Luo Shu actually knew that after he wrote the letter, he would definitely be in trouble.

However, he obviously underestimated the determination of Mocha and others.

In other words, enlightenment.

It is not without reason that Luoshu has not responded to the Luopan members.

At some point, he reached out and helped them.

It's just that he doesn't think his inhibitor is the salvation he gave them.

What's more, the inhibitor itself is just a drug, an unsuccessful drug that temporarily masks the active proliferation of ore disease.

It is true that because of the inhibitor, the lives of Compass members have not been destroyed in a sense, and even Mocha has now obtained a Ph.D. in cryptography from Columbia.

However, Luo Shu understands better than anyone else that accepting the hope given by others will in the end be blinded by the sense of knowing the cruel reality because of this hope.

In this era, there is no hope.

Luo Shu also once prayed to the gods like a devout believer.

However, after meeting Goddess Karan, he understood how indifferent, cruel and ruthless the so-called "gods" really are.

In other words, he understood that prayer itself was meaningless.

Some people always have dreams and ideals.

However, a dream is an attic in the air, and an ideal is a bottomless abyss.

Teresa drowned because of her dream, and the cause of death is still unknown.

The dream of defeating ore disease has passed for hundreds of years, but it has always been a dream, untouchable and far away.

Luo Shu felt that it was lucky to be the redeemed, but the redeemed were also unfortunate.

Lateran regarded himself as a "prophet" and longed for "salvation" by himself, but Luo Shu refused.

But now, Mocha's performance is very similar to those of Lateran's people at that time.

He couldn't describe this feeling, but he didn't like it in his heart.

However, Luo Shu knew that, unlike Lateran's longing for "salvation" by himself, Mocha's motivation was rekindled because of his letter.

It doesn't matter whether Mocha and others have always had such an idea.

However, if the person who ignited the "fire of redemption" was me, then I'm afraid I would no longer be able to escape like before.

However, Luo Shu didn't think he would be the one who gave "salvation", because how could a person who can't pray to the gods play the role of a god?

Listening to Mocha's soft sobs, Luo Shu felt that his thoughts were complicated, and many past events in his mind were like tides, disturbing his heart that he thought would not have any more waves.

The ripples that appeared made him realize at this time that maybe deep in his heart, why didn't he keep a trace of the idea of ​​realizing Teresa's ideal?

He was speechless for a long time, quietly waiting for Mocha to stabilize and his crying gradually stopped, and then asked softly and slightly hoarsely:

"Little Mocha, how have you been doing all these years?"

Hearing this, Mocha left Luo Shu's embrace in a panic, her expression was slightly flustered:

"Master, Mocha didn't dirty your clothes on purpose."

When Luo Shu heard the title that Mocha blurted out subconsciously, the smile on his face froze.

"Mocha, didn't I tell you? Don't entrust your loyalty and life to others easily! The oath of the Pelo clan, you shouldn't..."

Luo Shu wanted to continue, but he didn't expect to see Moka's red eyes filled with determination: "Master, Moka didn't underestimate the oath of the tribe."

This scene reminded Luo Shu of Mocha's slightly embarrassed appearance before parting that day.

In the past, it was not so easy to separate.

Hoshiguma, you are right.

"Okay, wipe away your tears and talk about business." Luo Shu sighed;

"You came to me in the name of the compass, you must have communicated, right?"

When Mocha heard this, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in embarrassment, and said in a delicate tone:

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the master."

"Stop being cute." Luo Shu angrily reached out and rubbed Mocha's silver-white hair;

"You're already this old, so be reserved."

"Owner?"

"what?"

"Master doesn't seem to be so scary anymore?" Mocha thought about her words, but she still couldn't find a suitable description, so when she said this, she immediately panicked again:

"That's not what I mean. I mean that the master has a different feeling than before. It seems that he is not so gloomy."