My ability is the original god, please enlighten me!

The gourmet's black and red pupils that do not belong to humans stared at Zheng Wu, with a red light of appreciation in his eyes, and said slowly: "This is the darkness differentiated by our leader's ability, which is regarded as the darkness of the members of the carnival party organization." Something like a sign."

"Just inject it and you'll be part of our rave party."

"Don't worry, this is not poison. You need to take the antidote regularly. It doesn't restrict your behavior." The gourmet watched Zheng Wu's silence, and added: "You can take it as a signal Transmitter, you can get the signal from the headquarters, identify the rave people, and send signals to the headquarters."

"With the strength of our leader, crushing an ordinary B-level participant to death is no different from crushing an ant." When talking about the leader, there was a little fanaticism in the gourmet's eyes, which was because of his absolute strength and personality. The Cult of Charm.

"Even if you want to kill an A-level, it's just a little bit of effort. There's no need to use this method to control you."

"So..." the gourmet tossed the silver needle in his hand, "Inject it."

Ding!

The glass-like needle tube was extremely strong, and when it fell to the ground, it made a crisp crashing sound, and rolled to Zheng Wu's feet without any damage.

The darkness inside was surging quietly, swallowing the surrounding light strangely.

Both Zheng Wu and Yang Xiaoya couldn't help being silent.

"Master Gourmet, I want to join the carnival party."

A voice came from the side, it was Yang Shengjie's voice with a slightly pleading attitude.

I saw Yang Shengjie walking towards the gourmet, holding back his fear, showing a clumsy Western gentleman's etiquette, with a respectful smile on his face, "I have long admired the carnival party of one of the strongest participant forces in the world, and I want to Take this opportunity to become the most loyal subordinate of Lord Gourmet."

"Oh, want to be my subordinate?" The gourmet looked at Yang Shengjie who was trembling, and showed a funny smile: "It's a pity that you are not qualified to be a subordinate, how about being a dog."

"Dog..." Yang Shengjie's face twitched, feeling the creepy aura of the gourmet in front of him, the fear of death prevented him from arousing the slightest anger, and he lowered his head reluctantly and smiled: "It's okay to be a dog, if the gourmet is willing , I can be your most loyal dog."

In front of life, dignity is nothing.

Yang Shengjie said to himself silently.

Through Zheng Wu's conversation with the gourmet just now, Yang Shengjie is very clear that the only way to survive is to become a carnival party person.

Otherwise, gourmets will not let anyone present for their own benefit.

If you want to live, you have to give up something, even if it is a dog, it is much better than being a corpse.

"Well, you want to be a dog."

When the gourmet's faint voice came, Yang Shengjie raised his head with some relief, but what he saw was a rapid slash from the pitch-black sharp blade.

boom!

The sharp and ferocious slashing sword energy instantly penetrated Yang Shengjie's body like a death-killing sword, splitting his body in half obliquely, and viciously bombarded the wreckage of the ruins not far behind him, kicking up some rubble and dust .

Half of Yang Shengjie's body fell to the ground, splashing out a sticky blood, his mouth frantically vomited out pieces of internal organs, and he looked in the direction of the gourmet with unwilling and puzzled eyes.

What he saw was a cold-blooded and ruthless face, with cruelty shining in the terrifying black and red pupils, and he said a cold sentence without any warmth:

"Unfortunately, I'm sick of dogs."

The black sharp blade in the gourmet's hand swung down again, splitting the head of Yang Shengjie who was opening his mouth and wanting to say something, and the impact force split the ground behind the head with a slashing mark of several meters.

Blood splashed, several drops of blood splashed on the silver needle in front of Zheng Wu, and slowly slid down.

Quietly【+

"Don't worry, you are different from that piece of garbage who wanted to be a dog just now." The gourmet seemed to see what Zheng Wu was thinking, and said lightly: "When you join the carnival party and get promoted to C-level, I will let you be my dog." deputy."

"The resources of the carnival party are beyond your imagination. Whether it's equipment, potions, or descendants like you, we don't lack here." The gourmet looked at Zheng Wu, with a ruthless arrogance in his tone: "I want to To increase your strength, you can team up with descendants who are stronger than you and grow quickly."

"If you want to enjoy it, you can own a territory. You can kill ordinary people in it or capture them as slaves. As long as you don't go too far, the government will never dare to restrain you."

"If I join, can you let Yang Xiaoya go?" Zheng Wu raised his head and looked at the gourmet calmly: "I don't want to see innocent people die in front of me again."

Yang Xiaoya, who was sitting next to her, had trembling eyes.

"Who do you think you are talking to." The gourmet's black and red pupils showed a dangerous light, and the deep murderous intent seemed to prick Zheng Wu's soul: "put away your innocence, I appreciate you, I want to accept you as my deputy, but this does not mean that I will accommodate you."

"Is that so..." Zheng Wu looked at the needle on the ground and fell silent again.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to think about it, I don't have much patience." Restraining his killing intent, the gourmet said indifferently: "Our carnival party has a plan in the future that requires descendants, so your identity as a descendant will be treated and protected in it , don’t worry about life safety and strength improvement.”

"I hope you make a wise choice."

After finishing speaking, the gourmet looked at Zheng Wu quietly, and said nothing more.

There was dead silence all around.

After a while, Zheng Wu walked forward slowly, bent down, and picked up the needle tube that fell on the ground.

Yang Xiaoya's gaze instantly turned gray.

She seemed to feel a little cold, and she couldn't help shrinking back.

That's right, I met him by chance, not even friends.

Moreover, he has already been seriously injured, even if he is not injured, facing the gourmet, resisting will undoubtedly kill him.

What's more, in front of him is a road that is infinitely wider and smoother than before.

Foodies are not kidding when they say a rave party treat.

As one of the most powerful carnival parties in the world, D-level participants like Zheng Wu, not to mention being favored by an apostle to become a deputy, most of them have to go through harsh assessments and fights even to become members of the lowest organization. Not necessarily eligible to join.

In this situation, not to mention close friends, even loving couples who have been together for many years will probably abandon the other party, just like my own scumbag father.

Zheng Wu finally summoned up his courage and risked his life to plead for himself in front of the gourmets.

As for what Yang Xiaoya was looking forward to, in this dungeon, the girl's thoughts and fantasies had sprouted,

The kind of fairytale-like handsome hero who sacrifices his life for the weak heroine does not exist in reality, and it is just a void after all.

She can understand.

She doesn't blame him.

only...

Next, I will be eaten alive, bite by bite.

First the skin was torn off and bitten off, then the muscles were slowly shredded, and finally the heart was dug out and placed on a dinner plate made of Hezi and blood like exquisite dishes, peeling off layers of flesh and blood, revealing The most tender and hot part was sent to the monster's mouth to chew slowly.

Just thinking about it, Yang Xiaoya felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless black abyss. The horror rising from the depths of her soul made her tremble all over, her eyes trembled, like an abandoned small animal, helpless and terrified.

"Yang Xiaoya, do you still remember?"

Zheng Wu's calm voice came from the front.

Yang Xiaoya, whose eyes were trembling, couldn't help raising her head, and looked at the not generous back.

"In the instance where we met for the first time, you once asked me what was the most guilty thing I've ever done." Zheng Wu slowly picked up the needle on the ground, watching the surging blood inside. In the darkness, the voice carried some inexplicable emotions: "I can tell you the answer right now."

Seeing the silver light flashing on the needle tube, Zheng Wu seemed to be looking at himself in the past.

"In high school, I killed a girl in my class."

Yang Xiaoya was taken aback.

The gourmet stared with interest.

Zheng Wu's voice was a little low: "I'm not like you, I was born with extraordinary talent, excellent appearance, or outstanding ability."

"I'm just an ordinary person." Zheng Wu lowered his eyes, as if he was recalling something, "An ordinary person who loves to dream."

"From a very young age, I've loved to read clichéd hero stories."

"When the road is injustice, draw swords to help, save and protect others at the most critical moment..." Zheng Wu seemed to see the silly self in the past, his eyes were a little trance: "I think it is very handsome and very desirable. As for..."

"It became my dream."

Having said that, Zheng Wu added a self-deprecating sentence:

"It's just a ridiculous dream."

"In those days, I was a veritable poor student. I fought with people every day, and I often got hurt all over my body." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Wu's mouth: "But I was very happy, because the reason for fighting was to want to Going to help those classmates who are being bullied and bullying improves their situation, which makes me feel that what I do is meaningful and I am moving towards my dream."

"Hearing their thanks, I have a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in saving them."

"At that time, I really felt that I was as handsome as the heroes in the story."

Zheng Wu's smile carried a little nostalgia.

"If there are no accidents, when I grow up, I should be a handsome policeman, practicing my favorite martial arts to punish rape and eliminate evil, and keep moving towards my dream."

"but,"

"During my freshman year,"

"I gave up on this dream of my own."

The nostalgic smile on Zheng Wu's face disappeared, and his expression became calm, as if he was talking about other unrelated people, his tone was indifferent: "Because I am not qualified to have this dream."

"When I was in the first year of high school, there was a taciturn girl not far from me."

"The face is pale, as if he is malnourished, he is timid in doing things, and he talks to me submissively, as if he is submissive."

"That was the first week I entered the class, and I had an impression of her."

"At that time, I was still the fool who dreamed of being a hero, so I naturally wondered if she was being bullied."

"So I followed her secretly several times after class, and finally one time, I saw a group of people surrounding her at the corner of the dilapidated street."

"At that time, I thought I was the 'hero' in the story."

"So, I rushed forward without hesitation to save that girl."

Zheng Wu looked at the shining needle in his hand, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Then I got scared."

"Shown in front of me, the 'hero', is a sharp dagger that glistens with a cold light, and a strong man with murderous intent carved on his face with hideous and terrifying tattoos."

"That girl's family owed a huge debt, and those people are from the black area, and they came to arrest her to pay off the debt."

"In front of the real 'villain', I, a 'hero', can only tremble in fear, fearing that the gleaming blade will stab me."

"The mind goes blank and the body freezes with fear."

"The sharp dagger slapped me on the face, and the coldness of the blade was accompanied by the words: 'I'm sorry, don't meddle in your own business', which woke me up from the dream of being a hero."

Zheng Wu's tone became agitated, and in the other fist that was lowered sideways, the nails dug deep into the palm of his hand, and strands of blood flowed out: "Then I ran away."

"Ignoring the girl's desperate eyes, I bowed my head and apologized."

"Like a pug, run away with fear in your heart."

The blood in the palm of the hand dripped to the ground and fell into bright red blood flowers.

"The next day, I lost my mind and wanted to ask her to apologize..." Zheng Wu breathed heavily, as if recalling some scene, his heart was a little out of breath: "But I didn't find her figure."

"Just when I wanted to ask her deskmate during recess."

"A black shadow fell from the roof."

"She's dead!!!!!!"

Zheng Wu roared in pain, his throat seemed to be torn apart,

"Because I didn't save her, after she was bullied, she had no choice but to commit suicide in despair!!!!"

"I killed her!!!"

The hoarse throat coughed up blood, and Zheng Wu, who was still recovering from his injuries, felt a burst of heart-piercing pain.

"Ah... Maybe for you, this kind of thing may not even qualify as an after-dinner chat, but..." Zheng Wu's face showed ferocious veins, and his tone was low and hoarse:

"For me, that girl is the reason I'm standing here now!"

Throw the needle in your hand to the ground and crush it!

Zheng Wu tore apart the disguise that had been hidden in his heart for four years, and let out a ferocious and painful roar:

"The reason why I became a participant is to muster up the courage to truly be a hero!!!"

The red lotus-like flame suddenly bloomed!

The crimson light was burning wildly and violently around Zheng Wu's body with extremely blazing temperature!

The talent column instantly turned into garbled characters, constantly changing, and finally slowly solidified:

Element Resonance "Current Element: Fire"

【Ding!Talents unlocked! 】