Chapter 542 CLXXVI Property Rights of Life

Chapter 542 CLXXVI. Property Rights of Life

These corpses are Banu's compatriots.

He couldn't believe that he had come to this point today, whether it was executing the priests of Black Rock City or participating in this massacre.

No matter how powerful the army was.

Under the butcher knife of the deputy chief of the largest violent agency in Old Alan, they were just defenseless and killed one-sidedly.

Banu's fingers trembled a little...

He didn't seem to be that kind of material, those strong men in the Northern Prison who became more and more courageous as they killed more.

And Zot had already noticed the hiding place of the leader, or the priest, bishop, and goddess, but he didn't go there immediately.

Power is such a wonderful thing.

It doesn't actually exist, but it is a self-restriction formed by relying on imagination. Only in this way can the despicable people have nowhere to hide, and those who secretly follow their own will will be purified.

Zot sat down instead, sitting on the edge of the salt well in the ballast tank, and put the knife in to stir it and wash off the blood.

Damn it.

It seems that he forgot that this is a salt lake. It will rust easily if he does this, but it doesn't matter.

Warriors who cherish swords are not good enough.

This is just a tool, like a pickaxe for digging ore, and a knife is just an iron tool that digs away the soul.

Seeing Banu who was distracted, Zote comforted him.

"Before entering the Witch Hunting Secret Office, I was a bodyguard.

Protecting all kinds of traveling merchants.

The biggest merchant I met was smuggling cultural relics.

He once told me that there are only three ways for people to make money. One is labor and the other is asset appreciation. But those who only make money from these two points are useless little characters.

The best way is the overflow value generated by aura and influence.

Do you understand what I mean? I now believe that God really exists, and there may indeed be dragons of eternity and time.

I am now wrapped in his aura, so I have such great power.

But the biggest secret that the businessman told me is that behind these three points, in fact, all things, the essence of everything in the world is real estate.

And the Northern God that seems to be the Holy Spirit Church, the Eternal Sect, the Bishop of God, and the belief of the Bay People, to me, is also Real estate.

The land in the human spirit can also be purchased to increase its value and own the property rights. You only need to build wonders and then donate.

But the essence of real estate is also a virtual attic in the sky.

All things created by nature, including people, are free in themselves. If the sky does not collect them, the earth will not care, and the gods cannot intervene, right?

But because of real estate, your spirit is owned by the capital. From the ancient times to the present, there is the current Western Continent.

Now you should understand the rules of the game.

You must become a capital and increase your influence. The land in the human spirit is limited.

And there is only one way to buy spiritual property rights, just like I did in Old Alan, so that those who secretly follow their will have nowhere to hide. "

After washing the blood on the knife, Zote slowly stood up. He had found the corner where the goddess was hiding and walked slowly towards it.

The girl hiding in the closet was crying and covering her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound.

Like a joke.

Zote's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and they sounded clearer and clearer in her ears. When he walked to the closet door, the sound of his footsteps was very loud, and he stepped on a corpse. He could hear the splash of blood from the rotten flesh under pressure.

The girl was finally defeated by the invisible psychological pressure and choked with sobs.

Zote opened the door and used a torch to illuminate the girl inside.

What came into view was a terrifying face with a missing left eye and scratches of a beast.

Zote directly pulled her out, dragged her on the bloody ground by her hair, and the girl screamed shrilly and struggled desperately, splashing pools of blood.

Zote dragged her in front of Banu, grabbing her terrified face with his bloody hands. Zote had no expression on his face. For him, this was just work, like a bid document maker printing texts for land bidding.

Suddenly.

Banu understood everything, just as Zote said.

Education in Mulong has been monopolized, state-run schools have become decorations, and all resources are tilted towards private schools. The upward channel is completely closed. Only the best of the best can become the best dog of the Mulong comprador government and get a share of the soup.

Banu is a very smart person, but in this country that can't even catch up with the Principality of Bema, his talent has not been tapped, and he joined the resistance army at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Zote...

gave him higher education.

As he said, everything is an illusory attic in the sky, and all the logic of civilization is based on spiritual property rights.

Violence...

can solve all problems, because problems are an extension of violence, and fathers will not kill their children.

Fear that penetrates the brain.

Or it is an illusory blessing.

Talent can buy the property rights of people's spirit.

But compared with the latter with deep roots, the former...

is the most effective.

Banu finally understood the rules of the game. He can now swing the butcher knife at anyone without hesitation. People in the world are too cowardly, but he has recovered and escaped from some kind of virtual debt.

He finally became the cellmate that Zote mentioned.

That guy was a perfectionist. His father killed his dog and made him eat it without knowing it. The funniest thing is that he thought he could no longer be a good person and could only go all the way and become a murderer.

"Do you want me to kill her?"

Banu asked calmly.

Zotte was very pleased. Finally, after more than twenty years, she had a sergeant, an officer, and a chief again.

"No need, I can guarantee that even if she escapes from here, she will not dare to come back or face me.

Mulon...

What a miserable nation.

People long for heroes because they are too cowardly.

But hoping the hero falls, which will make them glad they didn't step up.

There are too many capitulationists in Uporio's camp. "

Zote had received an overture from Sandra, the second-in-command of the Kolor Highland Resistance Army, and expressed his willingness to move the princess to Black Rock City.

But something happened on the way, and they still haven't arrived after so long.

But Sandra still did not give up, and was even willing to hand over the rear area, Kolor Highlands, directly to the Eternal Sect.

In this way, by encircling and suppressing them from the front and back, Zote can not only kill Uporio and Lisette, but also Crocodile Island and make great achievements.

And Zote's people have already passed by, waiting to kill them all during the melee between those chickens and dogs and the army.

Zote had also long had a murderous intention towards Crocodile Island, which had been disrespectful to him for a long time.

Yes.

Mulon is already under Zot's control. He has the highest administrative power in Black Rock City and Kolor Highlands, and now even Salt Lake City.

Let's fight quickly before the mainland martial arts competition begins.

Zote is preparing to chop off the girl's feet and use the goddess as a hostage to attract more divine bishop personnel. These guys are probably the strongest resistance hidden by Mulon, at least for the Eternal Sect.

"Captain, there is a man on the deck. He is quite impressive. He got rid of many heavily armored priests and even knocked down several Swords of Time."

A priest took three steps at a time and ran over to remind him.

Zote raised his eyebrows. This statement was a bit exaggerated. Even Crocodile Island was a monster in full plate armor, and there was an even more terrifying Sword of Time.

"Do you know the origin?"

"It was the one-armed man who kidnapped Priest Sharon in Black Rock City a few days ago. He said he wanted to talk to you.

"Huh?"

Zote captured the enemy in his mind. He always killed them all without leaving any trouble, but he couldn't find a suitable person.

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