Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

Therefore, everyone walking on this land is fighting for survival.

Whether it is Susa, Susa disguised as Zhang Jiao, the original Zhang Jiao, or Lu Bu, Chen Gong, and all the common people.

Even in the Han Dynasty, including the aristocratic families, everyone was essentially fighting for survival, although they defended their rights, their sacred and inviolable inheritance, and their lives of oppressing others even more.

But there is no doubt that this is all for survival.

It is impossible for the four gods high in the sky to accept death calmly.

All for survival.

The same is true even for an uprising.

People who are optimistic may also think that even if they revolt, the results may not be too bad.

After all, the master also needs peasants.

If all else fails, you can go up the mountain and become a Miao person.

Even if you kill people, there will always be someone left alive.

But now, the reality is laid out before everyone, forcing them to accept what is happening before their eyes.

With no chance to regret, they actually dared to massacre the city, kill people, and turn all living beings into tools for their entertainment.

Completely dead end.

If they can massacre one city, they will inevitably massacre the next city.

Although the next massacre might not be so neat, the death of 90 percent of the people would be no different than the death of 100 percent of the people.

Instead, even those who are optimistic will think about whether uprising is the right path.

At least compared to waiting for death, it still allows people to see a way to survive.

But they are all dead ends.

The most important thing is that even the Great Sage is dead. Is it really possible for the remaining Taiping Sect to win?

"It's ruined. Everything is completely ruined."

Some people have already started crying out of pessimism.

"I knew I shouldn't have revolted with that damn Great Sage. I should have just worked the land quietly. Even if it was a bit hard, I could always get something. If I met someone, I might even be able to save some food. Then I wouldn't have to worry about finding a wife for my son."

"Now I'm really fucking..."

Cursing all the time.

For them, the dead end seemed to be right before their eyes.

"If you don't surrender now, the court may..."

"Shi Ji Yu, shut up, this is not your Liangshan."

There are also some strange star gods who put forward strange opinions.

What's worse, some people just lie on the ground pessimistically, waiting for death.

Perhaps he was still looking forward to hearing the sound of horse hooves soon, which must mean the judge of the Han Dynasty had arrived.

At that time, all I have to do is face death calmly.

Anyway, farming means death, and not farming also means death.

We will die anyway, so what is the point of living?

"We are all at a dead end now anyway."

There are many people who hold this mentality.

Yes.

They had received education before.

They were also given land.

More food was harvested.

But this leap did not make them familiar with what they should do to make their lives better or make the world more fair.

Humans are not machines, so it is impossible for them to achieve such tremendous development through just a short period of practice and situation.

For most people, that's the case.

"You can't say that."

Some people also raised their arms and shouted.

Changes in the world will allow more people to have more judgment on the current time point, change it, and correct it.

What’s more, the Taiping Religion is right before their eyes.

What I learned word by word was not just absurd.

"Zhuangzi's words are definitely not meant for you to lie here like a cynic."

"You should see the irregular big trees, sheltering more people, and the Kunpeng soaring into the sky..."

What they said might sound unrealistic, could not fill their stomachs, and did not solve their current problems, but they still said it.

"The Great Sage Master also said that when they are extremely hungry, they will eat our flesh and blood, so their massacre of Wancheng today is inevitable and foreseeable."

"Because they want to eat our flesh and blood, and want us to become the obedient lambs we were before, who can be disposed of by them at will."

"Of course, they are hungry, so they won't give us a chance. They will only brand fear into the spines of future generations, and it will become a steel seal that they will wear for the rest of their lives."

"So, to them, the real value of you and us is just... consumables, tools for entertainment, and lambs to be slaughtered."

"If you want to ask why?"

"Because they are hungry. We made them hungry!"

"Our battle caught them off guard. We killed many of their monsters, made them lose their weapons, made them lose face, and even killed their evil offspring, exterminated their descendants, and made their ancestors' worldly wisdom be used as urinals at night."

"That's why they didn't dare to bully us for so long, and they didn't have any way to defeat us. That's why they are even hungrier, and now they want to take away from us what they couldn't take away before."

"So what's the point of saying so much?" some people mocked.

But those who raised their arms and shouted were still very serious.

There may be some frustration in his eyes, but there is also determination.

"So we can continue to persecute them and make them hungrier, until they finally die of starvation here like our ancestors and our relatives."

"They can't survive without oppressing others, so as long as we keep resisting, even if we can't defeat them, even if we die, they will be starved to death by us sooner or later."

"A blood-sucking monster will eventually die from a lack of blood."

"And we are just eating tree bark and soil again."

"The Great Sage Master is dead, but there are still General Digong and General Rengong. They haven't given up hope yet, so we can still fight under their banner."

"More importantly, as long as we are alive, we still have hope of revenge. Even if the Great Sage Master really dies, what does it matter?"

"As long as we are alive, we can still cast spells. If the armor and swords and guns we made before are useful, we can also counterattack."

"We now occupy the largest area in the world. We still have a chance to fight, but what happens next?"

"The sharpness of our weapons does not come from our excellence, but from our collective strength, from the fact that we are human beings, and there are tens of thousands of us."

"If we disperse, there will really be no hope."

"What's more, you brothers, do you want to avenge the hatred of your relatives? And if the Great Sage Master sacrifices himself, for whom?"

"Even if you don't feel ashamed, you should know that without him, if you don't fight for it, you will become a skeleton on the street sooner or later."

"Wake up! You have learned a few words and read a few books, but you are willing to become cattle, livestock, and... corpses on the roadside?"

"This world may never have a savior, but that doesn't mean it should stay this bad! I don't want to die either! Do you understand?"

Roaring and shouting.

The people lying on the roadside looked at the people cheering with their arms raised as if they were watching monkeys.

I cursed in my heart, "You're sick."

Of course, the people in this world who can say such things lightly have the biggest illness.

Some people listened in silence.

Some people even started looking for a whetstone in their pocket while listening.

……

……

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"Go and kill the remaining one or two lying on the ground."

"Let's fool those hesitant guys."

"Finally organize those who want to fight."

"I, Lu Fengxian, will be responsible for all the bad consequences."

A red rabbit...the horse is in command.

"We are really going to kill someone this time. Be prepared. If you can't accept it, you will feel guilty. If it doesn't work, we will be strengthened by Chen Gong in the end. Just kill them directly. Don't keep them as trouble."

"This time there are no weird little green skins popping up to be dyed, fiddled with, or used as corpses."

Chapter 55 There has never been any savior!

Greenskin.

A warm-hearted race.

At least that's the race Lu Bu sees them as.

At least according to the knowledge in Red Hare's memory, the greenskins are even more enthusiastic than the children of Jiangdong.

Knowing that he needed to massacre the city, he actually delivered himself to the door.

Originally, Lu Bu was a little worried that slaughtering too many people would have a negative impact on the world.

Having followed Zhang Jue for so long, Lu Bu also knew the righteousness and laws of governance of the world.

Killing will inevitably lead to the rise of negative emotions, and for this world, such emotions will promote the world's end.

So as a last resort, massacre is the last thing to do.

If the people being massacred were Han soldiers, it would be fine.

But the resentment of the people before their death is enough to become a terrifying force. Even if it does not harm themselves, it will harm the world.

If he were to be infected by evil thoughts, the proud Lu Bu would choose death.

If the soldiers were infected, as the personal soldiers and pillars of the Yellow Turban Army, they would certainly not fall so easily and would choose death.

It can be said that infection is inevitable, but in order for more people to feel the crisis of life and death, they must inspire people's fighting spirit.

The grief over Zhang Jue's death might make some people want to fight, but more people would probably just want to escape.

But when they have no way to escape, they will stop this behavior.

Fight, only fighting is the hope of survival.

This is engraved in any life.

If you are stained with mud, there is nothing you can do.

This road...

No, this is the fate of Red Hare named Lu Bu.

This was especially true for the soldiers under his command.

If there is more blood on the hands, it will not cause concern, nor will it obscure the determined gaze that moves forward, but the blood trail behind will follow, ready to extinguish at any time.

Therefore, before being engulfed by blood, he would prioritize throwing his life away completely.

Death is not the end of everything. Death is the proof that life has continued and the permission for more life to continue.

Only the death of the entire city's population can awaken that trace of bloodiness.