Chapter 603: The Former Human Monarch

According to the nodes of the five-pointed star, there should be four nodes on the fourth floor. The two in the middle are not easy to determine, but as the two outermost corners of the five-pointed star, the left one and the right one are not missing.

Ye Tingbai felt an indescribable sense of frustration and fear in his heart. He was afraid that the people he killed on the third floor were real people.

The recording said that he could not afford the cost of going back to the third floor. Then he could only think of one thing, that is, these people might be real. If he went back to the third floor, he could only kill the two people opposite. The best result would be that the first kill was not a real person, but if he went back, it would become a real person.

It was for this reason that Ye Tingbai did not dare to let the secondary personality go downstairs. He could not afford the price.

Now Ye Tingbai has few contacts with humans. There are only a few people in this world who can make his heart soft.

Johnson who followed him all the way, Li Xiaoxiao who could joke with him at any time and helped him take care of his parents, any one of them died, which would be a loss he could not bear.

Only when he saw these people, Ye Tingbai would remember that he was once a person.

He hopes he is a person, he always feels he is a person, although sometimes he does not do human things, but the feeling of being a human being always exists, but it is slowly worn away with time.

At the beginning, Ye Tingbai could not even accept the existence of the Sin Strangler, especially the disposable trash can gave him great stimulation, but now

Ye Tingbai has begun to regard humans as a resource that can be consumed. He is trying his best to protect humans, but his mentality has also changed greatly. This change has both good and bad. At least at this level, it is good for him and all humans. There should always be some trade-offs. If he is not decisive enough, everyone will end up dead.

But he is afraid that this change will continue, and the endless indifference will make him completely forget the human emotions. At that time, humans will be doomed, and will be destroyed in the long river of time like the previous eras, and there will be no possibility of salvation.

The outer gods regard this place as a playground, and humans play an important and ridiculous role in it. When they get tired of playing, they will start over. Everything the outer gods can do, anyway, there will be new humans born.

But Ye Tingbai didn't want this. He really didn't want humans to disappear. But if everyone related to him died, everyone he knew died, why did he need to work hard?

Even if this chaotic world is dangerous, he has the power to protect himself. Why bother to manage it so hard?

It was Si Youxu's persistence, Xie Cai's lifelong dedication, and Xiao Hei's shining humanity when he was desperate that touched him. He wanted to help these people. If he didn't help these people, who would he rely on?

It was indeed as the recording said, he couldn't afford the price of the third level, because this was a level that was enough to make him completely collapse. Should he protect humans or protect the people around him?

Ye Tingbai had never thought about this.

In the eyes of the secondary personality, life has always been quantifiable. In his opinion, two people are more important than one person, so for this world, it doesn't matter if he sacrifices the entire Yangcheng, but Ye Tingbai can't accept it. If all these people are dead, why would he protect humans?

If this third level comes a few more times, he will really collapse.

He is different from normal humans. Ordinary humans have their own desire to realize their values ​​and have a bond with the human group because they are human beings. But Ye Tingbai is different. The bond between him and humans is very fragile.

And the third layer is trying to destroy this bond.

Ye Tingbai pushed the door and entered the first room on the left. The room was very large and had a size that was not proportional to the outside. It should be some kind of spatial rule. There was a desk, a bed, a computer, a very ordinary room, and a man was sitting in front of the computer.

There was no light in the room. The fluorescent light of the computer illuminated the man's face, making him look a little gloomy, but still a normal person.

The man raised his head and said casually: "You are here, sit down. I have been observing you for a long time. My name is Feng Shuang. I have been sending you the recordings. No matter which room you enter on the fourth floor, you will see me."

Ye Tingbai: "Is it you?"

Feng Shuang: "What? Did you think it was your future self?"

Ye Tingbai: "How did you know those things? I think no one except me would know the contents of the recordings."

Feng Shuang pushed the computer table and sat on the chair and slid out. He slid to the wall and pressed the light switch. Ye Tingbai saw that the man's legs were in a state of white bones, and his chest was also very strange, and seemed a little swollen.

Feng Shuang: "You can see it too. I am not a threat to you. Come in and take a look. You will know why I know those things after you see it."

At the man's signal, Ye Tingbai looked at his computer desktop. The computer was playing a video of Ye Tingbai's life. The video was ridiculously clear and could not be filmed by ordinary surveillance. Moreover, this was Ye Tingbai's previous experience in the mezzanine world, which was almost impossible to be filmed.

Feng Shuang: "As you can see, the Outer Gods are omnipotent. Seeing some people's past is just a small matter, so it is not difficult to know some things that ordinary people cannot know."

Ye Tingbai: "Really omnipotent, would the Outer Gods be so bored as to peek into my private life?"

Feng Shuang laughed embarrassedly.

"No, I want to do it myself, because I need to lead you here, I want to see you, everything you are doing now is pushing humans into the fire pit, I think we need to talk."

Ye Tingbai: "Your hat is quite big, but you still want to tell me, what is going on on the third floor?"

Feng Shuang: "It reflects people's hearts. The people on this floor are both real and fake. Fortunately, you made the right choice. Otherwise, if you do it again, all the people you kill will be real, so you don't need to worry now."

Ye Tingbai was relieved to hear this, as long as the person is not dead.

Feng Shuang: "Humans are just ants in the universe. We can't fight against the outer gods. Finding an outer god, offering our loyalty, and seeking a pure land for some humans is the only thing we can do. If you suppress it with all your strength now, it will only push humans to the edge of the cliff."

Ye Tingbai was so angry that he laughed.

"Humph, what you said is really interesting, traitor, traitor?"

Feng Shuang frowned, a little unhappy.

"I used to be as ambitious as you, but the facts are in front of us. Humans can't fight against the Outer Gods. We are low-dimensional creatures. Freedom is relative. Take another look."

A new picture appeared on Feng Shuang's computer. It was a scene of human labor in the farming era. Everyone looked very happy. It should be a bumper year.

Ye Tingbai: "What do you mean?

Old video? Or a TV series?"

Feng Shuang: "Neither. What if I tell you that this is a place that exists now? These humans have continued from the first era to the present, and this is all thanks to me.

I used to be a human monarch. I am a peaceful person, and I know that resistance is meaningless.

Hasn't the number of times humans have been destroyed been enough?"

Ye Tingbai was really stumped by the question. Do humans themselves care whether they are ruled? A more important question is, do the Outer Gods need the loyalty of humans?

"How do you achieve your so-called loyalty?"

Feng Shuang: "Yes, the Outer Gods want nothing more than those things, games, obedience, observation, I satisfy them, give everything I have, and my people are saved because of this, although I am imprisoned for eternity.

I have tried to contact the rulers of every era, but they are all warlords for their own power, without exception, they are all destroyed, I hope you are not such a person!"

Ye Tingbai: "So, what you call the right path is to completely relax the restrictions on pollution, dissolve the dreamland, let the Outer Gods come and go in this world at will, let humans live in the pollution of drunkenness and dreams, and associate with pollutants?"

Feng Shuang bit his lip, a little dissatisfied with Ye Tingbai's description.

"Your words are harsh, which means you are very resistant to me, but there is no way to avoid the fact, right?

Look at those destroyed humans, and then look at the paradise protected by me. Don't you understand that I am doing this to save you!"

What Feng Shuang said is not without reason. Be it selling out your country for glory or being a traitor, it is indeed a way to survive, but there is a premise that there is something to sell. The whole world is resisting. A small group of people may indeed be treated preferentially if they change their camp, but if everyone surrenders, what is that?

What are the outer gods playing?

Ye Tingbai: "Let's not talk about whether these people exist or not. Even if they exist, they are just an exception and cannot be promoted to the whole world. But I am a little curious. What do you rely on to make the outer gods favor you?"

If you want to offer loyalty and want to be a traitor, you have to be valuable. It is impossible for just anyone to impress the outer gods.

Feng Shuang: "The arrival of the foreign gods requires soil, that is, believers. Only in this way can they have enough eyes and ears, and I am the monarch who first saw the facts and led the whole country to offer faith.

And history has proved that I am right, and I am the only one who survived."

"Tsk~"

Ye Tingbai was even more disdainful. He was just a complete traitor. He even wanted Ye Tingbai to imitate him. It was ridiculous.

Feng Shuang: "Sure enough, you are the same as them. Is power really that important? For my people, I am willing to give everything I have. Have you seen my body?

This is all my contribution. Why do you look down on it!"

Feng Shuang lifted his clothes. His chest was swollen like a rotting corpse. There was a clear dividing line between the neck and chest, and there was also a dividing line between the lower limbs and abdomen. The head was normal, the chest was a rotting corpse, and the lower body was a skeleton.

Ye Tingbai: "Three times?

Different times?"

Feng Shuang: "You have some knowledge. This is my price. In fact, the outer gods don't ask for much. As long as you are willing to cooperate, you will always meet someone who is interested in you. Like me, you can get shelter by offering your body and soul!

Isn't this the most perfect result?"

Ye Tingbai: "It's simply a mistake for me to come to this place. You are a lunatic. You put down your weapons and pray for the enemy to be merciful to you. Are you sure your brain is not broken?

You never thought of resisting from the beginning. Why do you say that resistance is useless?

Even if resistance is useless, do you have the right to say it?

Just a coward!"

Feng Shuang was really angry this time. He threw his mouse over, weak and powerless, and was easily dodged by Ye Tingbai.

Feng Shuang: "Why do you say I am a coward!

Who else can make a country never exterminate except me?"

Ye Tingbai was speechless for a moment. This is indeed something that no one can do. If the video is true, then the place where people can live and work in peace and contentment is indeed like heaven compared to the current world. But it is not like that. Feng Shuang seems to be eager to gain recognition and wants Ye Tingbai to follow his example. This is outrageous. And from what he said, it seems that he has done this more than once.

Ye Tingbai: "You are really stupid. Do you think it is realistic? I don't look down on you, but your method has no future. Besides, how stupid do you think I have to be to learn from you?"

Feng Shuang's face was cold, and his hands were clasped together and kept shaking.

"Why!

Why are you so stupid? Is power so important to you? Even if you know there is an abyss in front of you, you still want to take everyone to jump. Why can't you understand me!"

Ye Tingbai: "Do you mean that everyone is drunk and I am the only one who is sober?

I tell you, if I learn from you, the world will collapse soon. How many people do you think can survive?

Besides, where is your so-called country that survives under your protection?

Have you seen it with your own eyes? What you see is just what the outer gods want you to see!"

Feng Shuang pounced on the table, opened his own video, and watched those humans from all angles, immersed in it.

"This is true, this is true, look, can this be false? You must be jealous of my success, extremely jealous of me!"

Ye Tingbai: "Then tell me, where are these people now?

I'll help you see it with my own eyes!"

Feng Shuang's eyes dodged, and hesitantly counted: "I don't know, but it must be a very safe and beautiful place."

Ye Tingbai: "You are afraid, right? You are afraid that all this is fake, and you are also afraid that your persistence over the years is meaningless. I respect you, you have paid enough for them, but you shouldn't think about influencing others, it's meaningless."

Feng Shuang kept knocking on the table with his rotten and swollen hands to express his dissatisfaction. With repeated knocks, his hands were smashed with a lot of smelly black liquid.

Feng Shuang: "Everyone of you is the same, all the same, still not understanding enough, in this case, I will show you what real despair is!"

Feng Shuang's pupils were instantly occupied by black, as if black ink filled his pupils. Ye Tingbai had seen this scene before, and he was very familiar with it. His evil state started like this.

Ye Tingbai did not dare to be careless. This was a fatal situation. He activated his evil state at the first moment.