Chapter 770 Gulu's Fate

"Joan, if you can't bear to do it yourself, give Gulu to me, and I will take it to a distance to deal with it, and make sure it won't feel pain."

Audrey's tone was gentle, and her words showed understanding from the bottom of her heart.

Joan was very grateful for her understanding, but couldn't help but bring herself into Gulu's position.

The gentle and considerate words still echoed in my ears, but they became so cold and cruel.

Just when he was hesitating, Hyrule and Holden came over and casually asked what he and Audrey were talking about.

Hearing Joann's question about this dilemma, Hailaer and Holden immediately gave two opinions different from Audrey's.

Hyrule basically agrees with Audrey's views on Gulu, and also feels that the evil and cruel choker should not be allowed to return to the Underdark.

However, she didn't think killing Gollum was the best way to deal with it.

Firstly, it is unbearable, and secondly, it is pure waste.

"Instead of killing Gulu, it's better to take it back to the school and sell it as a living specimen to the professor of the Arcane Research Institute who is interested in studying this kind of weirdness."

"In this way, we don't have to kill Gollum ourselves, and we can make a fortune."

"Miss money fan, you can shut up! Are you not afraid of retribution for making such ignorant money?"

"And my sister, what kind of bad idea did she come up with!"

Holden completely disagreed with Hailar and Audrey's attitude towards Gulu, and was even agitated.

In fact, he didn't agree with his sister and Hailar's prejudice against Gulu at all, and he didn't think they had the right to dispose of Gulu.

"No matter what Gulu's nature is, after all, he once fought side by side with us and helped us a lot. How can you have the heart to kill your comrades, and even want to sell them for money? This is too heartless!"

The young poet glared at his sister and Hailar angrily, then turned to Joan and said:

"I think you should give Gulu his freedom. As for its future fate, whether it will become better, worse, or maintain the status quo, it should be decided by itself."

"Holden! Don't say such childish and ridiculous words!"

Audrey coldly refuted her brother's suggestion.

"Gulu is only temporarily obeying Joan's orders, and Joan can't control Gulu forever."

"If you let it go free and make it return to its original state of existence, I dare say that it will forget about Joan in a short time, and its viciousness will reappear. Isn't this the same as indulging evil?"

Holden wanted to refute, but Joan raised his hand to stop him.

Regarding how to deal with Gulu, his three friends, Audrey, Hyrule and Holden, each started from their own ideas and provided him with three different ideas.

The philosophies of the three of them are very different, and the differences between the three opinions are so great that they cannot be reconciled. If they continue to argue, there will be no results.

Instead of listening to them quarreling, Joan felt that it would be better to follow his own heart and deal with Gulu in the way he thought was most appropriate.

Having made up his mind, he whistled and called Gollum to him.

The choker looked up at its master, then glanced at the master's three friends, and found different expressions on their faces.

With Gulu's level of intelligence, he couldn't understand what this meant, and confusion appeared in his eyes.

Joan chanted the spellcasting incantation softly, raised his hand and patted Gulu's forehead lightly, leaving an indelible "secret mark".

After casting the spell, Joan warned it in a deep voice.

"Starting today, you will regain your freedom, but you have to remember that you must not take the initiative to attack humans in the future, otherwise I will never spare you!"

"No matter where you hide, I have a way to find you, and I can discern every lie you tell, so you'd better heed my warning!"

Gulu was so sternly reprimanded that he trembled with fright, nodded repeatedly, and vowed to abide by the precepts.

Joan sighed, his expression softened.

He waved his hand and said with a faint heart: "That's all I want to say, now you can leave."

Gulu hesitated and moved back, walked a long way, and looked back from time to time, as if reluctant to part, but finally disappeared into the depths of the darkness.

Joan looked at the direction where Gulu was going away, feeling lost.

Holden couldn't help but cough lightly, breaking the silence.

"Joan, I am very relieved that you are willing to release Gulu."

"However, I have to say that the wording of your warning to Gulu just now is not appropriate."

"You asked Gulu not to take the initiative to attack humans. You have good intentions, but this is unfair to Gulu."

"Think about it, my friend. Although we are all human beings, we must admit that not all human beings are good people, just as non-human creatures in the underground world, such as Gulu, are not necessarily all worthy of death."

"You ask Gulu not to actively attack humans, which puts it in a disadvantageous position to passively withstand human attacks, which will make its survival even more difficult..."

Joan didn't want to listen to the poet anymore, raised his hand to interrupt him, and replied with a blank expression.

"Holden, what you said makes sense, but it doesn't make sense to me."

"I never think of myself as a moralist. My principle is very simple. I just try to avoid trouble as long as I don't violate my conscience."

"As for other issues, such as fairness and freedom, justice and evil... I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't take care of so many principles."

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March 31, morning.

The ancient abyss, the mining camp.

Mr. Locke was sitting at a simple desk, immersed in writing and drawing.

Around the desk, there are more than 20 college students, all wearing field expedition uniforms.

For half a month, these young people have been exploring in the abyss.

Although no valuable mineral veins or biological specimens were found, after all, there is hard work without credit, and coupled with the lack of light for a long time, his face looked a little haggard.

After finally making it to the internship deadline, most interns returned to the base camp early in the morning, and submitted the specimens and maps drawn during the expedition to Mr. Locke for review, hoping to earn a few more internship points.

Mr. Locke gathered the information collected by the various expedition teams and browsed through it in a hurry, with disappointment in his eyes.

Judging from his more than 20 years of working experience, the materials collected by these students are, frankly speaking, not of much value.

However, Mr. Locke did not show his disappointment.

Young people need time to grow, and they should be treated with tolerance and patience.

Taking a step back, although this expedition has not gained much, at least the students have accumulated experience, and more importantly, they returned safely.

Nothing is more precious than safety.

Only by surviving in the treacherous underground world can young students have the opportunity to grow and progress.