I sell Coke in the doomsday

Faced with such a direct threat, Mo Li didn't take it seriously. He smiled lightly and spoke softly.

"Something horrible? Do you want to kill me?"

"Can you kill me, an immortal?"

Having said that, Mo Li suddenly turned around, his eyes grim, he looked at the young man coldly, raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly.

"Are you qualified?"

The young man was slightly startled, then narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Li, and spoke softly.

"Perhaps it is easier for us to kill you than you think."

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Li's lips became even more intense, and his sarcasm became even stronger. He took a step forward, approached the young man, and then said with narrowed eyes.

"come."

"Show me how you can kill me."

The young man's eyes froze and he stopped talking. He stared at Mo Li coldly, but in the end he did nothing.

After looking at each other for a moment, Mo Li pursed his lips, distanced himself from the young man again, stepped forward again, and said lightly.

"It seems that once you have a physical body, you noble creatures without physical limitations will not be much stronger than humans."

"Your power should also be greatly restricted, no..."

"It should be said that you will most likely become weaker and weaker until this body collapses, and then you will return to your bodyless form again."

After a moment's silence, the young man's expression gradually returned to normal, with a hint of understanding in his eyes. Like a serious student, he frowned and muttered to himself.

"Isn't that what this emotion is? It's even more interesting than being angry."

"You can get emotional satisfaction through direct violent catharsis, but unfortunately, I won't do that."

As he spoke, the young man quickly caught up and walked side by side with Mo Li. Without any sign of anger, he smiled and admitted it.

"I have to say, one of your guesses makes sense."

"Because of that wish, you cannot be killed by anyone or any creature, but we can be erased and killed by the God Machine."

"In a sense, you are now a higher level creature than us."

Chapter 143 My City

"Immortality is a quality we cannot erase, nor can we achieve."

"It's really enviable."

Hearing this, Mo Li paused slightly, looked at the smiling young man with cold eyes, and said indifferently.

"If you are so envious, then you can try to merge with me. Then, wouldn't you also possess this characteristic?"

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Mo Li with a smile, and shook his head gently.

"No, we are not interested in your body. Moreover, if we really want to merge your immortal body, we must avoid the conditions of the original wish."

"Always healthy, um... this rule actually has many loopholes. For example, you are now split into two different people, which is one of the loopholes."

"Your spirit has long been divided under a series of guidance. This is not in line with the rules of eternal health. You should be separated, and then you will fight and merge again."

"In this way, there is no schizophrenia."

"It's essentially a form of therapy, a therapy that cleverly circumvents the rules, but this is the limit."

"We dare not take the risk of merging with you. If we fail to comply with the rule of eternal health, our consciousness may be completely wiped out."

Mo Li listened quietly, rubbing his clothes lightly with his fingers. When he heard the last part, he suddenly said.

"Aren't you nobler than us, the lower-level creatures with flesh? Fusion with you should be considered evolution."

"It does not violate the rule of eternal health."

The young man was stunned when he heard this, and lowered his head slightly, with a gleam in his eyes. He looked like he was really thinking about this matter.

But not long after, he suddenly became alert, looked up at Mo Li who had an indifferent expression, frowned and smiled.

"I almost fell for your trick."

"Once we merge with you, we will also be restricted by the control of the flesh. This is not cost-effective, even if you have the immortality that we don't have."

Mo Li smiled with a hint of alienation on his face, without saying anything in rebuttal, and continued to step forward. The young man hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed and whispered.

"What have you thought about what I told you before?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Li's expression remained unchanged. He looked straight ahead and spoke slowly.

"Are you talking about giving you 30,000 people to study how to replicate the human soul?"

The young man chuckled and nodded.

"It's good that you remember it. I'm just worried that you'll forget about it. After all, this is to satisfy your heart."

Mo Li narrowed his eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and spoke in a low voice.

"No, you don't need to interfere in this matter anymore."

The young man's expression suddenly froze. He looked at Mo Li, unable to detect any emotional changes in his expression. After a pause, he turned and spoke.

"It only takes 30,000 people, and I can create a new bride for you. Why would you give up?"

Mo Li's expression became more and more strange. He glanced at the young man with some surprise and said in a low voice.

"You seem to care about this more than I do."

The young man didn't hesitate at all. He raised his eyebrows and answered directly.

"Because we are also very interested in the composition of your human consciousness. Who would want to miss the opportunity to observe it directly?"

Mo Li's face turned cold and he replied in a deep voice.

"Thirty thousand people... is too many. If so many people die in a short period of time, this stronghold will completely collapse."

"and……"

"It makes me feel like I'm offering sacrifice to an evil god."

Evil God...

Hearing this title, the young man was suddenly stunned. He savored the title carefully, and after a moment, he answered in a low voice.

"We are not some evil gods. Not to mention that we have not really reached that level yet, we really have no ill will towards you humans."

"We just don't care about you."

"According to your logic, since you humans capture and cook other animals, are you also evil gods to them?"

Mo Li turned around and glanced at the young man, his eyes were deep and complex.

"This is the food chain, not the evil god."

The young man smiled sarcastically and said nothing more, but continued to move forward with Mo Li.

When they crossed a street again, after seeing Mo Li and the other person, the rest of the pedestrians quickly left, leaving only one person sitting by the wall, motionless.

When Mo Li passed by the man, he glanced at him casually, and saw that the man was quite old, with a head full of white hair and a tanned face full of frost and wrinkles carved by the years.

The man was wearing thin clothes and leaning against the wall. He seemed to be fast asleep and did not move at all.

After Mo Li took a look, he withdrew his gaze, but the young man was quite interested. After looking at it carefully for a few times, he suddenly smiled.

"That man is dead."

Mo Li kept walking, and just nodded slightly when he heard it, and added in a low voice.

"Well, he froze to death."

"It should have happened last night."

Hearing this, the young man looked as if he had suddenly realized something. He shook his head and sighed, while speaking without any true emotion.

"What a poor fellow."

When Mo Li heard this, a light flickered in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously clenched slightly into fists, and then loosened them dejectedly, as if he had lost all his strength.

Such a subtle movement naturally did not escape the young man's attention. A strange color flashed in his eyes and he spoke softly.

"You seem to still have some of Su Li's empathy left. This separation doesn't seem to be complete."

Mo Li didn't want to explain anything, but for some unknown reason, he still whispered.

"I prepared enough supplies. No one in this city would have frozen to death."

"This is not empathy, but anger at the efficiency of the people under me."

The young man suddenly realized and gently tapped his forehead with his finger. In a trance, he seemed to see something and spoke softly.

"Lü Liang, 62 years old, no living family, entered the city three months ago."

"Because of his old age and infirmity, he had a hard life and was a bit cowardly, so he was assigned the job of sweeping the streets."

"Last night, a young man who was on patrol in the city drank a lot of alcohol and vomited on the street for a long time."

"So, after vomiting, the young man rudely woke up Lu Liang who was already asleep. After being beaten, Lu Liang cleaned up the vomit in thin clothes on a cold night."

The young man didn't look at Mo Li's expression. He kept tapping his brows with his fingers, looking at the pictures one after another, and spoke slowly.

"He's tired and cold."

"He thought of his son and his grandson."

"After crying secretly, I froze to death in the cold night."

After saying that, the young man removed his fingers and sighed with a smile.

“What an interesting sample to observe.”

Mo Li didn't say anything, but suddenly stood still, took a deep breath, and after a long silence, he asked softly.

"Can you tell me where that young man is now?"

Hearing this, the young man chuckled and said with a playful look.

"Why, now that things have come to this, do you want to show your humanity?"

Mo Li turned around and glanced at the old man who had frozen to death, his eyes showing no joy or sadness, and he spoke indifferently.

"No, I'm just angry."

"Because of a guy who was drinking while on patrol, a hard-working guy died in this base."

“This is my city.”

“Everyone here belongs to me.”

"I don't care how miserable their lives are or what painful pasts they have,"

"But I don't need a patrol drinking loser. He has no value."

Hearing this, the young man narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was observing. After a moment he was stunned and said in surprise.

"You're not lying. You're really thorough."

The young man said, not really caring about these things, and asked instead.

"How do you want to deal with that guy on patrol drinking."

Mo Li put his hands in his pockets, thought carefully for a moment, and then spoke softly.

"Since he likes drinking so much, let him have a good drink."

"Until he was choked to death by the alcohol."

Chapter 144: Reunion (I)

"Killed by alcohol? Hmm... a good sample for observation."

The young man spoke happily, his face beaming with joy, and he seemed very interested in what was about to happen.

Mo Li's eyes flashed as he looked at the young man, the corner of his mouth twitched as he spoke in a low voice.

"You know, after staying with you guys for a long time, I always have the illusion that I have regained my humanity."

The young man was startled when he heard this, then he sneered and raised his eyes slightly, only to see that his pupils were like the stars in the sky, complex and deep, with indescribable loneliness and fear, which was daunting.