Abyss Train

Chapter 751 Act.07 [Phantom]

Foreword:

A pair of lazy hands cannot prove a satisfied heart.

  —Thomas Fuller

[Part ①·The one who sells the Bible]

The gusts of wind from the northwest to the southeast showed no sign of stopping, but instead became stronger and stronger.

The sickening pressure of inspiration is slowly eating away at Billy Horn's heart.

——Whether it is the spiritual pressure in the environment or the spiritual pressure coming from Judah.

They rise and fall one after another, and they sing in harmony.

They wove a web from which there was no escape, and the quieter it was, the noisier it seemed to Billy.

When he closed his mouth and watched the waves rising and falling in the river, he always hoped that time could go slower, a little slower.

Because in three and a half hours, he must make a choice, and this multiple-choice question will determine how he will spend the rest of his life.

No one can help him with this problem, and his only good brother, Fuanini, seems to have gone crazy.

This poor and hateful Homo sapiens revealed his weak side. After finishing his meal, he kept following Judas and asking him questions - he seemed to be very interested in the Unification Church.

"Mr. Judas! Mr. Judas!"

Foianini leaned against the side of the boat, soaking in the rain with Judas.

"Mr. Judas! Can you tell me about the Mad Butterfly Holy Cult?"

Judah chuckled and said, "You're interested in it?"

Fuanini: "Of course! If I memorize a few verses from the scriptures, would that be useful? Isn't that a kind of talent?"

"It's not as complicated as you think." Judas raised his hand.

——Fuanini’s eyes followed the ups and downs of the hand. Wherever it waved, Fuanini looked there, like a little pet waiting for its owner to feed it dog biscuits.

"I think that in any business, the four words 'never forget the original intention' should be emphasized." Judas put his finger to his lips, asking Foianini to keep quiet: "If you start a company and become the boss, you must have a slogan and a corporate culture."

Fuyanini smiled and said, "Is Guiyi Sect also considered a company?"

Without waiting for Judas to discipline with his eyes——

——Fuanini immediately slapped himself, leaving several streaks of flesh with his nails.

“It hurts! Ouch, ouch, it hurts!”

The boy's face turned pale and he quickly admitted his mistake.

"Mr. Judas, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

"I forgive you, Foianini, don't be so hard on yourself." Judas took the knife from Fayi's pocket.

He cut open his palm, and the holy blood filled with Vita's mark turned into a panacea under the catalysis of the special effect of [Turning Stone into Gold].

Gently stroke Foyanini's face and the wound healed without leaving any trace.

"Fuyanini, I have always managed Guiyi Church as a company. As for the scriptures you mentioned--"

"——I don't remember a single word of the Blood Butterfly Bible. I only pick it up and read a few sentences when I need to chant a spell."

"Perhaps your boss will tell you that everything in the Abyss Railway is for the future of all mankind and for balancing the two poles of the world."

"In order to find a second way out in the increasingly tense international situation and to avoid the disaster brought about by nuclear war, an underground shelter was created."

"It never blushes when it talks about these great deeds."

Fuanini hesitated to speak. He wanted to say something. It seemed that Mr. Judas had a serious misunderstanding of Aohen Mingde.

The BOSS never mentioned these things. Its reasons for digging the hole were outrageous, but Mr. Judas seemed to know nothing and was unclear about anything.

Judas then said:

"——This rhetoric is no different from the Blood Butterfly Bible and Amitabha."

"And Amen! And God Bless America! And God Save the Queen! Exactly the same slogans."

"They are all religious trademarks, and they are the company's cultural products—"

"——Smart people have made a lot of money with these things, working as officials in the railway and as the founder of the Guiyi Sect."

"Look at which Wing of Light, which violent machine is willing to delve into the scriptures? It's already very difficult to keep the throne of the sect."

"What am I fighting for with Aohen Mingde? We're fighting for benefits, product competitiveness, and career advancement opportunities - whether there's a future for you following me, that's the key point."

"Aohen Mingde found your teacher and promised you a bright future."

"I know the gunsmith."

Judah lowered his head and put his arm around Foianini's shoulders.

"I know him. I know him well."

The sudden intimacy made Fuanini feel flattered.

——He never thought that he would be able to be close to Judas.

"This kid is very capable, but he was harmed by Aohen Mingde."

"If this vicious beast hadn't put a spell on his heart, he would have achieved greater success."

"Think about it carefully, Foyanini, think about it carefully."

Judas blew into Foianini's ear.

"What did Aohen Mingde give him? A woman? A home?"

"What are these cheap things worth? In exchange for the brave and skilled military officers loyally selling their lives for ten years?"

"In exchange for my 433 Platform Zeros?! Why? Is this fair?"

At this point, Judas' eyes became bloodshot and his defenses were broken.

"He wants love?! He wants food and shelter?! I can give him all of these!"

"Since ancient times, which successful person didn't have three wives and four concubines? It is normal to abandon your wife and children in order to achieve your career."

"If you want to say that your teacher is not doing these things, your teacher has ideals and vision."

"Ha!" Judah chuckled, "That means he was brainwashed by Aohan Mingde. If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Even ants want to survive. How many lives has the gunsmith cut off? How many young men and women's heroic dreams have been ruined?"

Foianini didn't understand: "What are you talking about?"

“I’m going to say this,” Judah rolled up his sleeves, finishing his warm-up: “The gunsmith is a turtle bastard.”

Fuanini immediately said angrily: "Mr. Judas! How can you insult me?"

"I'm not insulting him," Judas interrupted. "I'm stating a fact."

"Have you ever thought about how bad this person is if you look at him from the perspective of the company's institutional business model?"

"If I were Aohen Mingde, I would offer him the highest salary and make him a king of a different surname."

"He and I are so close that I want to give up half of my position in the cabinet and build him an office instead of leaving him outside the Five Kings Council."

"Half of the conquered territory will be given to him, and his disciples will become the princes and nobles of the local administrative district."

"But what about reality?"

"What is reality? Foianini? What is reality?"

"The reality is that you and Billy Horn still have to go to the front lines, and you still have to go to Shambhala to risk your lives to fight against me."

Fuanini timidly responded: "I didn't mean that. How dare I go against you?"

“Well said.” Judas faked a smile and clapped his hands softly. “Let’s talk about the gunsmith’s fate.”

"He only enjoyed glory for five or six years before he had to accept the miserable fate of being abandoned after his cunning rabbit died. Canary went to the Council of Five Kings and made a scene, but in the end, Aohan Mingde was unable to protect the gunsmith's family. I know that except for the Nameless, the Twelve Elders are all good-for-nothings. They always need the bravest people to stand up and protect the cowards."

"All his power was taken back by Aohen Mingde, just to disgust me. To make me let my guard down."

"Ah"

Judas sneered, trembling all over - he found it difficult to understand this self-destructive strategy, and the gunsmith's dust crystal arrows caught him off guard as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"In my opinion, this is a ruthless attempt by colleagues to kill you. Your teacher must have been hated by others, and has become a short-lived symbol, an illusory legend."

"What should he do now? What should he do? If he completely eradicates the Guiyi Sect, will things get better?"

"There will always be a second Judas, a third Judas. As long as the Vita brand remains, there will always be someone who picks up my scriptures and continues to recite my scriptures."

"But will anyone dare to take up the gunsmith's mantle? With the way he lives, I'm afraid every unknown hero who does anything wrong will be compared with the gunsmith."

"Yes! Yes! Your teacher is noble! Holy! Flawless! Even more innocent than the little girl under twelve in those damn American TV dramas!"

"That's right! He lives in poverty, and all he wants is a wife and a home!"

"My daily living expenses are only 35 yuan! Yes! I don't drink! I smoke occasionally, and my only hobby is fishing!"

"I know all this! Fayi! That's right!"

Fayi Frosalin replied softly, "That's right."

"Hahahaha! How fucking ridiculous! Pathetic!" Judas almost stuck his head close to Foyanini's face: "The gunsmith didn't consider your feelings at all, and neither did Aohen Mingde."

"They don't give a shit about you, Foyanini."

"Of course!" Judah screamed into the cabin! Yelling at Billy!

"And you! He doesn't care about you!"

"He only cares about his own reputation! He is controlled by Aohen Mingde!"

"Man is born free! Pursue happiness! Not only satisfy the hunger of the body, but also the hunger of the heart!"

"This gun is pointed at your head! Right? Billy Horn!"

"If you believe a word I say, it would be a betrayal to the Chapter!"

"If you want to pursue love, then you are just greedy for beauty, only remembering the witch of Guiyi Sect, and forgetting the teachings of the gunsmith teacher."

"You! Fuyanini! You too!"

  [Part②·Nonsense]

Judah is aggressive—

"——If you fail to kill me and return to the Nameless Clan alive, you are in cahoots with me and are a lackey of the Guiyi Cult!"

"You want endless money and wealth, but these gunsmiths don't have it! How can you have it?"

"If the teacher wants, the boss can also..." Fuyanini felt something was wrong.

But Judas would not let him speak at all: "So he is hateful! He is pitiful! He is hateful"

"The company respects outstanding talents and will spare no effort to praise him and hold him in high esteem."

"Even if he doesn't accept all this, even if he resists, even if he is a Puritan, a monk, or a spiritual seeker who has reached the pinnacle of spiritual attainments."

"I will stuff all of this into his mouth, and send all the meat he deserves to eat into his stomach. I will strip all the women he deserves to sleep with, feed them aphrodisiacs and send them to his bed. I will deposit all the money he deserves into his account, and then open an unlimited credit card for him to pay back slowly over 360 years."

"But the worst thing he should do is not take a penny—"

"——This damn gunsmith is using his rules to torture you poor people."

“It would be best to record all of this as a TV show and play it on loop at work.”

“Let everyone see clearly that as long as you work hard, your hunger will slowly be satisfied.”

"Slowly, you won't be hungry anymore."

Billy Horn's body stiffened, and that strange and terrifying spiritual pressure once again firmly controlled him.

Yes, he wanted to be a follower of Judas.

Yes, he wanted to hold Fayi in his arms every moment.

Yes, he wants freedom, he wants to live out his own life, not the silhouette of the gunsmith teacher, not the nameless person in the anonymous list.

But the gunsmith teacher didn't want to leave his name.

——Even the name Jiang Xueming was given up.

Although Billy Horn has no shortage of money, and although Foianini has no shortage of female popularity.

But every time they think of the gunsmith teacher's poor life, his self-disciplined and restrained behavior, the fact that he did not need anyone's advice or the newspaper's exaggerated description - they would involuntarily continue to live according to the teacher's "last wish".

After taking over the teacher's work orders, Billy was so busy that he couldn't stop. He was also about to break down and think about giving up, because the gunsmith teacher left too suddenly.

  Following him to the audience seats on the second floor of the club, Fuyanini just felt tired. Every day, Mr. Tang Ning had too much to say, and the things he had to hear were full of bitterness and sadness. Those who bypassed Guangling Zhixi to seek help from Wuming, which one of them was not desperate?

Fuanini envied the bad guys in the story -

——Because no matter how many bad things a bad person has done, as long as he does one good thing, he may become a Buddha right away, and he may be forgiven.

Before this, bad guys made money, tasted all kinds of flavors, and didn't feel hungry.

As for the gunsmith teacher? His life was so tiring, he had to suffer with his students, and there were so many eyes watching him.

If he shows any signs of weakness, he will turn into a weak clown.

During the expedition, he was ambushed by the Wings of Light and was bleeding and injured. All his previous military achievements became a joke.

Fortunately he is dead, fortunately the name of the gunsmith is dead.

"I advise you not to believe a single word of the lies that Aohen Mingde told you."

Judah tilted his head, staring at Foianini's unfocused eyes, and continued to talk to Billy Horn in the passenger ship through the boy's ear.

"Love? Duty? Family? Freedom? Courage?"

"Only companies that can't pay their employees would use these illusory things to feed their hungry and stupid employees."

"The gunsmith not only eats up these big cakes, but also rolls out a new set of rules and a new set of standards for you."

"You will only suffer more and more, nameless warriors"

"Speaking of doing business! No one knows the company better than me, Judas!"

"The greatest company in the world! It's the big company that controls the Federal Savings Bank of the United States of America!"

"The best way to go public is to build a new country!"

"And the foolish Aohen Mingde didn't realize this at all. As Jacob's fourth son! As God's chosen one, I obviously have more foresight. I understand people's hearts better than this beast."

Before we continue with this dangerous topic -

——The Blood Eagle interrupted Judas’ passionate speech and also interrupted his accordion playing.

A monster jumped out of the sparkling water, but it couldn't jump high enough to get on the boat. It just poked its head out and fell back into the water.

Judas was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth and hid in the cabin.

"Billy Horn! Come protect me!"

Billy stiffened, picked up the rock pick and came to Judah.

"Yes, that's it." Judah retreated to the middle of the deck, pulling Foianini and Fayi together, leaning on each other: "That's it, I will fight these monsters with you. A pair of lazy hands cannot prove a satisfied heart."

"If you are hungry, I will heal your wounds, cook for you, and purify these horrible flesh and blood for you, turning them into delicious food."

"Billy Horn."

Billy could see the splashes becoming more and more intense, and the blood eagle monsters jumping higher and higher. They were stacked on top of each other, trying to jump onto the deck by stepping on their companions' bodies - at a rough glance there were more than twenty monsters.

As the deep waters gradually approached, Billy Horn's mind became clearer and he found part of himself in Judas's spiritual pressure.

"Stop talking nonsense, Judas"

The emerald green spiritual fire emerged again, and some iron powder fell from the handle of the rock pick.

  When Fuanini saw the powder clearly, he was curious - where did all the iron powder come from?

The brilliant spiritual fire burned all the iron powder, and they disappeared in a flash, followed by a pair of arms that suddenly emerged from the spiritual fire, and turned into empty phantoms.

Judah is unhappy, but he must rely on Billy's violence to survive this spiritual disaster.

"Okay, I won't say anything. Just stay focused and fight well."

Faced with a powerful enemy, Billy Horn found the right opportunity and learned the gunsmith's sense of humor.

"You're squatting outside the Batcave selling pension insurance - pure clown behavior. Survive first."

Fayi: “Puff”

Judah: “What are you laughing at?”

Fayi: "Nothing, Pastor, I thought I could stand with Billy, so..."

Judas: "I asked you what you were laughing at just now! What were you laughing at just now!"

Fayi said timidly: "Go to the Bat Cave and sell pension insurance. Both Alfred and Mr. Wayne can buy it. It doesn't have to be calculated according to their age."

"Billy!" Judah didn't bother to deal with Ms. Fay's inexplicable sense of humor: "Are you sure?!"

The boatman fainted very suddenly without any hesitation. The moment the Blood Eagle approached the side of the boat, he passed out.

This time, Foianini survived the first hurdle——

——Two lines of sticky blood flowed from his nose and were quickly washed away by the rain.

Following Billy Horn's cold jokes, the kid found some courage and a way to fight against the terrifying spiritual pressure.

"You will win! Mr. Judas!"

"Please arrange some blind dates for me. It doesn't matter whether they are real people or not - I'll be lucky if I can survive today."

"If she wants my money, she won't get a penny."

With a snap, the swollen and enlarged jelly body jumped onto the deck. The blood eagle monster raised its head slightly, and the thirty-two "brains" on its head released spiritual pressure to everyone!

These brains belong to cephalopods, the limb brains of octopuses, which are used to sense the limbs, control the photoreceptor cells, and taste the flavors of the tentacle suckers. They are rich neural organs.

Fuanini only felt a darkness in front of his eyes, but he caught the light in an instant.

He held Brother Billy's arm, attracted by a strange aura, and continued to tell the second half of the joke.

"If she wants my sex"

He breathed rapidly and fought back dry heaves.

“I can also accept it.”