The Riddler Get Out of Terra

The words stopped suddenly, but the sound that had been made was like a bow and arrow shot out, with no possibility of returning to the bow. Her voice echoed twice in the living room, but the response was nowhere to be found.

In the past, when her voice echoed for the second time, a deer in white and gray clothes would appear at the door. Alina, with black ears and horns, and a gentle look, walked in and told her about the camp with a smile. What did the infected need and how to do it? Their slender index fingers grabbed the charcoal they made together and drew a small diagram.

Now, there is nothing in front of me, and the room is silent.

【What are you looking forward to?That little deer?Unfortunately, you will never see her again. 】

To shut up!

Tallulah shook her head, wanting to shake all the pink brains out. She looked at the white paper with written words in front of her hatefully, treating it as the invisible cosiche in her head, and tore it in half with a slap. Kneaded into tatters.

[Venting your temper will not save your life. Staying in the camp with these infected people will only strain your actions. They are like parasites, constantly sucking time and energy from you to feed themselves...]

[Tallulah, if you are with them, never want to know where Alina went...]

To shut up!

Tallulah gritted her teeth and punched the wooden table with a bang. The angry Draco did not intend to restrain his strength at all. The overwhelmed wooden table whined and then fell to the ground!

I don't need your kind of advice!Shut your mouth!Cosiche! ! !

She yelled in her mind, but the irritability and anger in her voice made Black Snake see her weakness and swaying. The cold laughter kept echoing in Tallulah's mind. The words that Sass had repeated repeatedly from the beginning were once again heard in Tallulah's ears:

[Is human nature good?Is human nature evil?Which one is correct?Tallulah, your good people are holding on to your clothes pitifully, begging you to protect them~~

Didn't they realize that the poor fawn didn't come back?Didn’t those infected who followed you to find the Elafia tell others about this? 】

[No, of course they know that Alina is missing and that she is in danger, but isn’t that the case for everyone in the tundra?They finally survived, and finally met two idiots who were willing to use their labor to take care of themselves. If one of them is gone, shouldn't they hug the remaining one?

Tallulah, don't you believe they are kind?Then they should understand your difficulties and let you go find Alina~~ The weather is so cold, and the little deer couldn’t move and was captured by another group of infected people. It will be skinned and deboned and become a delicious meal. There’s a feast! 】

[Oh~ I remember that the body of that fawn is pretty good, and the fat distribution is reasonable. If it is disassembled properly, it will definitely turn into a delicious meal... Tallulah, do you know?In the wilds of the Duchy of Cosiche, one can always piece together the completed skeleton of a victim from one or two extinguished bonfires~~]

[Even if it is not a big meal, the infected person has been hungry and thirsty for so long and finds a fragrant, white and tender little white deer~~ This is really a gift from heaven. Maybe just when you are being held back by these people, ah Lina was lying pitifully under an infected person covered in disease, waiting for her princess to save her!

However, her great savior Tallulah is being held hand and foot by the "kind person" she used to take care of at all costs, crying and shouting, unable to move~~]

[Listen, Alina is crying~~" Tallulah, Tallulah, please help me, help me~~ No! Don't come over! I don't want this! I don't want this! Don't !!!"

Hehehehehe~~! ! ! !But Miss Tallulah is still hugged by these kind-hearted infected people, and she can't take a step away! ! ! !Hahahahaha! ! ! ! ! ! 】

"Shut up!!!!"

Tallulah finally couldn't help the rage and pain in her heart, and screamed at the top of her lungs in reality!

【Shut up?Why should I shut up?Did you, Tallulah, not save her, or did I not save her? !

Hahahahaha! ! !Killing me!

"Tallulah~~Why don't you come to save me~~"

Hahahahaha! ! ! 】

The black snake's shrill voice imitation succeeded in breaking Tallula's guard. The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and Tallu

Lula's uncontrollable anger caused the wooden furniture to spontaneously catch fire without any wind.

With a certain reluctance to say anything, Tallulah allowed the flames to intensify until the whole room turned red and the flames were about to ignite Alina's handmade jewelry placed by the window. Tallulah stopped looking at the flames as if awakened from a dream. of indulgence.

"Ha ha--"

She gasped for air, trying desperately to calm down the negative emotions stirred up by Cosiche's few words. The complicated clothes that could not be seen were swaying in the air, dancing with the dark shadows under the moonlight coming from the window.

"What have I done!!!"

Seeing the blackened doll, the small sharp corners specially embroidered in Tallulah's own image were scorched by the high temperature. Tallulah screamed in pain, but she only received echoes over and over again in the empty wooden house. .

"Alina, Alina..."

She collapsed and shouted her friend's name twice, but she could only keep grasping the empty space in front of her with her two empty hands, and her friend could no longer be found.

Chapter 117 Tallulah

"Hate a system? Alina, have you said this to the infected people in the base?"

Tartarus threw the finished documents onto the painted table, making a dull crashing sound.

The red dragon frowned and stared at Alina. He looked speechlessly at the deer's mistake-recognition pattern of putting its legs together, supporting its legs with both hands, shrugging its shoulders and lowering its head. It painfully stretched out its fingers to rub the bridge of its nose again and again.

"what are you thinking?"

Tartarus asked, his chest rising and falling visibly faster at Alina's startling words.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Alina apologized immediately: "I thought it was still an infected camp, but it turned out..."

"call--"

Tartarus took a long breath to adjust his mentality, then straightened up and looked at Alina, who still didn't know where he was wrong:

"You think...that's what I care about? What I care about is that you unscrupulously spread your childish and arrogant opinions in the integration? What I care about is not your behavior, Alina."

Tartarus said almost speechlessly: "What I care about is that your ideas are wrong from the root to the applicable objects!"

"Eh?! How come!"

Alina was so excited that she couldn't help but raise her head and look directly at Tartarus. Her face turned red because of the contempt he expressed in his words:

"I, I think, my idea may not be wrong. Maybe... maybe... maybe there are some things I am right about..."

Xiaolu said a few words fiercely, then softened a little under Qiao Lun's gaze.

Facing Tallulah, who was a novice like him, Xiaolu could confidently believe that his idea was correct.

But in the face of Tartarus, a doer who supported the integration of the tundra and unified the infected and ordinary farmers, Alina, who tried her best to form a team of infected in a small camp that was not even a village, had no chance. Can't muster the courage.

Tallulah was completely confused. She couldn't see clearly what she wanted or how to do it. She just escaped after breaking free from the shackles.

Tartarus is an idealist who works down-to-earth from beginning to end. He is well aware of the obstacles of reality and understands the difficulties of life. However, he is not confused by these. Instead, he leads more and more people to go on and uses Your thoughts affect the world.

How could Alina have the courage to contradict Tartarus?

What's more, Red Dragon is not the Riddler who always talks about "you will know later". Every time he makes an accusation, he will not hesitate to explain the reason, and does not care about the cost of doing so.

"First of all, Alina, let me ask you, what kind of people are infected? What kind of education do they have, what kind of emotions do they have towards Ursus, can they realize the relationship between the system and people you mentioned?"

Tartarus asked without hesitation - this is his usual method. He always uses questions to further deepen the emotion he wants to express, so that the person being asked can quickly think of the meaning of the red dragon.

"Well--"

Alina couldn't answer, or in other words, she felt that telling the answer directly would be a humiliation to ordinary infected people who are integrating their lives.

"What's so hard to answer?" Qiao Lun spread his hands and introduced without hesitation:

"To put it bluntly, most of the infected people have primary school education - some miners and infected people were kicked out of mobile cities. Before they developed symptoms of infection, they studied in high school so that they could enter factories or cities after they came out. It’s exhausting work in the building.”

"Don't talk about hatred or resistance among these people. It's hard for them to even fill their stomachs. The past means of survival were nothing in the tundra before they were integrated. Why do we need to learn how to repair gears or hellish assembly lines here? All we need here is to be strong and healthy. heartless!"

"Even if they are educated, they are confused and don't know what to do - why is the integration always organizing them and preaching to them one by one? It's just to wake up these numb people."

"Guess how many people in Integration can understand the philosophical relationship between institutions and individuals you mentioned?"

Qiao Lun asked with a bit of desolation.

From an empire that lost power and humiliated its country to the Republic of China, the intellectual enlightenment of the people that lasted for more than ten years created excellent ideological trends.

And what about him?It actually took half a year to go from house to house to preach and talk, and prepare a set of words for each person's situation. It was so hard work that my soul in the virtual world was a little tired!

Alina didn't dare to speak anymore—

—She seemed to realize something.

Sure enough, Qiao Lun's next step was to criticize him head-on:

"Do people need to understand what you're saying now? They need it in all aspects of life -

Farmers talk about the tax on grains, workers talk about the fact that their wages cannot afford white bread, and teachers talk about the students' future work level. They should use the examples they have been exposed to most in life to elicit questions. It varies from person to person and the motivation is different. Arouse their anger, call for everyone's sympathy, and finally rebel against the obvious entity - the emperor and the nobles!

Instead of talking about the system and people in a rhetorical way, these are prepared for dreamers who are highly educated and pretentious but have high ambitions and low abilities! "

Tartarus warned earnestly:

"These people just saw some suffering in a superficial way, so they stood up with passion and considered themselves heroes to gather the infected people - but have they thought about the specific implementation goals? Have they thought about how to lead the infected people to eat and drink? ? Have you thought about how to lead the infected to reserve strength in the tundra and make the decision?"

"No, they won't. They will only hide around in embarrassment with the infected people who have been confused by him. It seems that they are leading the infected people to survive, but they can only survive.

——After all, he doesn’t even realize who his enemy is and just charges blindly towards an empty target. How can he create a future for the infected and the poor?Once the compassion and passion in his heart collapse, the lives of the infected people attached to him will be even worse than before. "

Alina felt like she had been struck by a sword in the chest - she suddenly began to think that her infected camp looked like it, based on Tartarus's description, maybe, maybe... it was a little bit similar.

"What do the poor and infected people need? It is not these vague and targetless rhetoric, but moving words are often down to earth - it is more important to tell them who the enemy is!"

"Isn't there something wrong with Ursus as a whole?"

Alina couldn't help but debate with Tartarus.

"Then let me ask you, Alina, is the proposer, beneficiary, and executor of Ursus' current policy a human being, or is it something else?"

"Let me ask you again, what is the relationship between the Ursus Emperor and the Ursus system you are talking about? Are the Ursus nobles wrong? Should the infected and the poor be hated?"

"There are also good people among the nobility..."

Alina retorted weakly.

"Then there are bad people among the infected, and villains among the poor! Why do you make generalizations and ignore the thousands of persecutors when you see a good person among the nobles?"

Qiao Lun asked:

"The good people in your mouth use the energy extracted from the Origin Stones exchanged for the blood of the infected, eat food made from the blood and sweat of the poor, and wear clothes that cost an ordinary family in Ursus a good life, and then He took out a little money and threw it to the mud-legged people who were repeatedly exploited by him, amusing himself: 'Look, how great I am!'

Then there really was an Elafia who cried out in praise: 'Behold!She is a good person! '"

Alina was blushing at Qiao Lun's biting sarcasm. It was the first time Xiaolu encountered such a direct and frank attack. The gentle child who had always been cared for by others pursed her lips and could not say a word.

"The infected and the poor want to hate the nobles and emperors of Ursus, because they are the ones who exploit the people from a high position, and they are the ones who will leave endless evil and stink for thousands of years! It is these people's flagrant and wanton behavior that makes it impossible for the infected and the poor to live a good life!"

Qiao Lun continued to criticize her:

"Am I wrong?"

Alina wrinkled her nose and cried loudly.

Chapter 118 Tallulah

"Miss Tallulah, are you going?"

Tallulah, who was about to leave, was stopped by young militiamen from the infected camp.

"Ah, I'm going out to find other people to see if I can further expand the size of the camp."

Tallulah turned her head and said to him with a smile, a gentle smile on her pretty face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her every move carried the tenacity and calmness of the past.

"But……"

But you have been in a bad state in the past few days. You have been shutting yourself in the house and seeing no one. Miss Alina has also disappeared. Everyone is worried about you...

The young militiaman had just begun to speak when he was interrupted by Tallulah. Her temperament seemed to have suddenly changed, from being quiet to being strange——

The smile widened to reveal white teeth, the iron-gray eyes were shining with a dark red light like rust, and every line on the face was seductively soft. He held his chest out and raised his head, and forcibly put on his long blouse and trousers that were in a mess. Wear the temptation of curves that challenge people's hearts...

"Sorry, I just went to take a look at the surrounding environment and try to see the last traces of Alina..."

"Tallulah" had a sad look on her face. Her lips, which had lost their color due to the irritability and depression that had lasted for several days, pursed sadly. Her eyes naturally brought tears to her eyes as she looked at the bewildered young militiaman with tears in her eyes:

"I'm sorry, I've been a little strange these days. I want to go to the snow where Alina disappeared to see her again."

She choked and said, but her temperament was enchanting and beautiful. She was not like the leader of the infected camp, but like a delicious wife who had lost her husband. The young militiaman was almost trembling and was convinced by Tallulah's sudden weakness and pathos:

"Okay, okay! Please be careful, leader! It's not very safe outside recently. There are many moving infected people gathering here."

They are all missing, and the picket team’s capture is likely to be more severe, so please be careful! "

"Thank you."

Tallulah Pear Blossom smiled at him, waved gently, and left the camp with lotus-like steps.

very strange……

The young militiaman looked at Tallulah's enchanting back and felt that it was extremely inconsistent:

Tallulah, who was walking further and further in front of her, had petite steps and a charming figure. She swayed her waist and hips with enchanting steps, showing off her slender waist and plump buttocks unscrupulously. Her gait was elegant, and her wide pants were deliberately squeezed as she walked. Go to the inside of your legs to reveal the beautiful curves of your tightly covered legs.

At this moment, she is not like a leader who gathers the infected with compassion and anger, but like an oleander carefully cultivated at a banquet. Every petal and branch carries a charm that cannot be ignored... and Danger.

Is she really the leader?

This thought suddenly came to the mind of the young militiaman.

But he quickly convinced himself to eliminate such unbelievable speculations on his own, and even laughed at the idea: