Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 29 He is a hero Yuan Qingzhuo

“Do you resent natural disasters?
Earthquakes, tsunamis, typhoons, volcanic eruptions...

Do you resent them?"

"—Yes. Why not?"

After the earthquake, the man in white who followed the smell of blood was surprised to find survivors among the ruins of countless collapsed buildings.

There were two children, one in his early teens and the other only six or seven years old.

The intact girl was sobbing loudly underneath, while the boy who used his body as a barrier to block the boulder was actually still whispering to comfort her.

Hence the above conversation.

Scarlet blood was all over the ground. The boy was obviously dying, but there was no panic in his eyes.

It was as if he had long been accustomed to pain and death.

The man became interested and asked, "What's your name, buddy? Is it the Super Invincible God of Resentment and Natural Disaster?"

"It's clean and fresh."

The boy answered expressionlessly, pointing at the girl who had lost her ability to move due to panic: "Can you take her away? I will probably die in ten minutes or so after the adrenaline wears off, but she can live."

"I'm super, ○!"

The man shouted words that Yuan Qingzhuo could not understand, squatted down with interest, and looked at the young boy.

"I'm very curious, why do you resent natural disasters? Don't most people hate them?"

"So I'm not an ordinary person...Take her away quickly."

Yuan Qingzhuo's tone was unfriendly. He really couldn't understand why someone could still smile after seeing such hell.

Special forces soldier or murderer?

It doesn’t matter even if he is a murderer, because murderers don’t kill anyone they see.

But if there is another aftershock, even ten of him stacked together won’t be able to withstand it, and he will probably go to the happy second dimension with the girl.

"Then I'll be even more curious. Come on, tell me what you think and I'll post it on the forum in a couple of days for the forum members to comment on."

The man took out his cell phone.

Yuan Qingzhuo didn't answer, but just pointed at the girl under him.

The man didn't say anything, just stared at Yuan Qingzhuo.

After a long time, the man was defeated.

"Hold on, I'll be back in ten minutes to chat with you, don't be like that."

After saying that, he picked up the girl and disappeared at a speed that Yuan Qingzhuo could not see.

ten minutes later.

The man came back on time. He saw the boy named Yuan Qingzhuo hanging his head weakly, with blood flowing quietly from his body.

Yuan Qingzhuo was about to die in less than two minutes.

Then, we need to hurry up for the interview.

"Hey, hey, can you still talk, little one?"

The man slapped Yuan Qingzhuo twice on the face, which gave him a startle and made him breathe again after almost dying.

Angry.

"Let's talk about the previous question, brother. Why do you hate the Scourge?"

Yuan Qingzhuo no longer had the energy to curse, so he thought for a moment and replied softly, "Because someone died, idiot."

"Fuck, didn't your parents teach you not to speak Tibetan? How can you be so uncultured?" The man took out his phone and typed, "So what if someone died?"

"My parents died a long time ago, idiot."

Yuan Qingzhuo spat bloody saliva on the ground, causing the man to remain silent for a while. During this short period of time, Yuan Qingzhuo's consciousness began to blur. He murmured softly: "Just think about it, the living people who were just walking on the street just now are all dead in an instant... If you can't empathize, let me be more specific."

"Your friend, who was sitting in front of you and talking to you about what to eat in the evening, was smashed from top to bottom by rocks into a ball of twisted flesh and blood in front of you the next second because of the earthquake, and his eyeballs even splashed into the ice cream cone in your hand."

The man felt a chill: "Damn, little thing, how can you explain it so clearly."

"Because that's how my parents died."

Yuan Qingzhuo's auspicious words once again controlled the man.

After a while, the man asked, "But what can resentment change?"

"Nothing can be done, because I am too insignificant, so insignificant that I am meaningless to the natural disaster."

Yuan Qingzhuo has already answered.

"But if you have hatred, shouldn't you try to survive and take revenge?" The man was puzzled: "Why did you risk your life to save a child you don't even know?"

Then, the man saw Yuan Qingzhuo raise his head and look at him with caring eyes: "On one side is meaningless resentment, and on the other side is the hope of three or even more people."

He smiled,

"Do I need to tell you which is more important?"

The man nodded in understanding: "You are a real fool, but since you know that resentment is meaningless, why do you hate it?"

Yuan Qingzhuo was furious, and roared as if he had regained his consciousness: "Do you want to write a hundred thousand whys?! Then you should go to Xinhua Bookstore now. Why are you talking so much useless nonsense!"

The man smiled flatteringly: "Brother, hurry up and add the code, it's a ball."

Yuan Qingzhuo sighed: "If you can't do it, then don't do it?"

"If you had very strong power, what would you do?"

Yuan Qingzhuo stared at the man and really wanted to punch this curious baby in the face.

But he was dying.

So Yuan Qingzhuo started to brag: "I will beat the natural disasters until they dare not happen again. I will beat the evil people until the evil people in this world will have a heart attack when they hear my name. I will beat everything I don't like until it suits my heart."

But what he didn't expect was that the man actually held his face in his hands as if he had found some rare treasure, and spoke excitedly and earnestly:
"Let me be your master, no...please allow me to be your master!"

He was extremely excited.
"Yuan Qingzhuo, you are a natural born hero!"

"Old man, I'm almost dead, can you please let me die in peace..."

Yuan Qingzhuo closed his eyes weakly, but there were always some strange words lingering in his ears.

He went to listen casually.

Then, surging Qi emerged from the body, repairing the flesh and blood and removing the blood stasis...

Then, live!
The northern border of the empire, the southern entrance to Ranjika.

"Teacher Dahai, if you provoke me again, I will download ○ God to everyone."

"Why don't you just deduct 1 and download it directly? Do you look down on us Gods?"

"Little thing, will the reinforcements really arrive before tonight?"

Yuan Qingzhuo yawned in dissatisfaction: "The sun is about to set."

Hydra punched him on the back again and again, screaming: "How could there be only a few dozen reinforcements from the Empire? It's fake, all fake, you are all lying to me!"

Yuan Qingzhuo and Hydra were arguing.

Suddenly, the boy stopped talking and looked towards the other side of the horizon with an indifferent expression.

——Some monster is coming, in that convoy.

Inside the carriage, sleepy Aurora opened her eyes, full of joy.

——She saw the second color in the gray world.

(End of this chapter)