NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"The thing under the quilt must be the source of the stench." Green walked forward and was about to lift the covers when Camilla stumbled in, pointing at the two of them and screaming accusations: "W-Who are you?! Are you a killer, or something else?"

"Why are you holding an axe? And what are you going to do to my husband?"

"Husband?" D glanced at the bedding on the bed with a look of pity on his face. "Miss Camilla, do you know what you are doing? Look at this room full of flowers and incense. Don't you want to say something about the lies you have carefully fabricated? For example, your husband?"

"lie?"

"It's not a lie!"

"My husband was seriously ill, but because I prayed to the Savior, he came back to me. Look, isn't he lying well in bed? Why are you talking as if he is gone?!" Camilla screamed emotionally.

"But that's not the savior." Green stretched out his hand and pointed at his head. "What makes you so intoxicated is not a miracle, but an illusion caused by inhaling too many drugs."

"..."

"No, no, that's not true, you're just trying to steal my savior!"

"Someone is coming!"

"Come and get rid of these two people!"

Green obviously angered Carmilla, who was immersed in hallucinations.

She screamed, and believers rushed into the house from the corridor. Some held candlesticks, some held knives, some had angry faces, and some rushed forward and tried to knock Green down.

boom!

Green pulled out his pistol and shot the believer in the calf, causing the crazy guy to fall to the ground and land in the mud.

"Kill...kill someone!"

Everyone looked at the silver-black pistol with trepidation. This weapon that killed without blinking finally aroused the fear in their hearts.

Green held up his gun and said calmly, "We've been playing husband and wife for so long, it's almost time."

"Everyone, do you know who I am?"

"Don't know? That's fine, it's not important. All you need to know is that I can put a bullet in the head of every one of you, and then I can walk out of here safely, without anyone blaming me. As for why? Because what you did violated the principles, so from now on, the time for judgment has come."

Wow!

Green pulled back the covers on the bed.

A male corpse that had long been rotting and oozing with pus appeared in front of everyone. The indescribable stench filled the house. Even the richest floral fragrance could not block the stench that hit them in the face.

The believers suddenly woke up.

They stared blankly at the already rotten corpse on the bed. After a moment, a girl who was less able to bear it covered her mouth and began to vomit wildly on the floor.

"vomit..."

"how come..."

"Savior, is it fake?"

Green nodded slightly and said, "Of course it's fake. You've been deceived by this woman named Carmilla. You've been drugged and immersed in a false illusion, worshiping a god that doesn't exist every day."

"So, there is no savior at all. It's just your brain deceiving you. If you understand, turn around and walk out of this room, otherwise I will shoot."

In silence, a small number of believers turned and left the room.

But there are still many people who are still hesitant and want to stay.

Camilla, already weeping uncontrollably, collapsed on the edge of the bed. She gently stroked the wrist of her late husband, who had long since passed away, and asked Green in a tearful voice, "Even if it's fake happiness, it's still happiness, isn't it?"

"The real world is so cruel. Illness, hatred, accidents, natural disasters, so much pain has befallen us, taking away our loved ones and everything we cherish. But here, we have everything back, and this is the happiness we long for."

"You should have experienced it, that feeling of peace and happiness. In the illusion, you have everything. You have realized your ideals and fulfilled your wishes. You have saved the people you once could not save and achieved things you once could not do. Such a beautiful world, such a beautiful world full of hope and hope, who wouldn't want to live here?"

"So, as long as I can be happy, what's wrong with living in this fake world?"

"As human beings, our lives are born with pain. Only the Savior..."

boom!

The bullet flew past Carmilla's neck accurately, leaving a mottled blood mark.

Although the shot did not hit her, it still interrupted her speech.

Green looked at her coldly and said, "This shot is my mercy. To be honest, I don't even bother to talk to you because in my eyes, you are just a drug-addicted religious leader. You don't deserve to listen."

"How about this, I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't leave this room within these ten seconds, I'll help you get there in one go and end all the pain in your life."

"Well, it's about time."

Chapter 4000: The Killer's Wife: Better Than Dinner ()

"ten."

As soon as Green finished speaking, many believers turned around and ran away.

But there were still a few people who refused to give up and stood there, staring blankly at the already rotten corpse on the bed.

"Nine."

"Eight."

"seven."

boom!

Green fired a shot at the carpet. The sparks from the bullet and the sound of the shell rolling on the floor awakened many people's thoughts.

Ta-da!

Amid the hurried footsteps, another group of people behind Camilla ran away, leaving only one or two diehard fans, still immersed in the illusion of the past.

"six!"

Green shouted coldly, holding his gun and approaching the remaining two people step by step.

Faced with the black muzzle of the gun, the two men finally couldn't bear the pressure. One collapsed on the ground and crawled awkwardly, while the other left reluctantly with tears in his eyes.

"five."

The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at Carmilla.

Death was imminent, but this widowed woman was determined not to leave. She tightly grasped her husband's rotting, cold wrist, with an expression of shared life and death. Seeing this, D couldn't help but advise, "Carmilla, are you really not leaving?"

Camilla held her husband's hand tightly, still in a daze, saying: "Leave? Where can I go? But when humans are born into this world, pain has already come. No matter where you go, it will not disappear. Only the savior can..."

boom!

The bullet pierced Camilla's leg and tore a bloody hole in her clothes.

The sudden pain made Camilla collapse to the ground. She hugged the place where she was shot and looked at Green with resentment: "That's enough. You have already taken away my husband. Now you want to take away my only happiness?"

"If you truly care, look back at those believers who refused to leave. Here, they live happy lives, lives free of pain. Their families are reunited, they enjoy wealth and luxury, and their lost loved ones return to their lives. They chose this life themselves; I didn't force them in the slightest. But because of your foolish actions, everything is now ruined. Our hope, our happiness, that world without suffering, it's all been destroyed by you!"

"Can you really live with your conscience?"

"You're not worthy of discussing conscience with me." Green's icy face was impeccable. "I know exactly what people like you are trying to say. You're saying I've ruined so many people's happiness and beauty, and you're trying to defeat me through moral blackmail? That's really a bit too funny. Don't forget, Miss Camilla, you're the daughter of an Ark executive. You've been raised with a silver spoon in your mouth. Of course, that's a subtle statement."

"That's not a nice thing to say."

"You, your father, and your entire family are nothing but vampires riding the coattails of countless ordinary people and Nikki. Your assets and wealth were gained by exploiting ordinary people. Your privileges are above the general public. You act recklessly and without restraint, running a drug business under the guise of religion."

"And while you were immersed in this false happiness, did you ever think about the feelings of anyone implicated in this? The families of the missing, the drug addicts, those who followed your lead and could never return to a normal life. Have you ever considered their future? Admit it, people like you don't care."

"You are selfish and only care about your own happiness from beginning to end; you are ignorant and regard drugs as your savior; you hold parties in the name of doing good deeds, but what you do is spread drugs."

"You are so ignorant and shameless, are you qualified to talk to me about conscience?"

Green smiled coldly.

He was upright and had never done anything wrong, so naturally he would not fall into Camilla's so-called self-proof trap.

"Camilla, since you ask me if I have a conscience, I'll tell you."

"If there is a conscience in the world, it must be in the barrel of my gun."

“Is this kind of conscience enough?”

Camilla's face suddenly turned pale.

At this moment, she finally understood.

No matter how she argued and attacked, the man in front of her was not someone she could easily seduce.

After all, his will was strong enough to overcome human instincts and even hallucinations. How could such a person be easily shaken by her words?

"That's enough, that's enough."

"Don't kill me, take me to the hospital." Camilla panted and struggled to get up from the ground: "I will cooperate."

"D, contact the central government and the rehabilitation center. Make sure these drugs are disposed of." Green put away his pistol and immediately made a decision. "The dream is over, Camilla. Someone will be here to take care of this matter soon."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. Fang Zhou won't kill me anyway." Camilla laughed at herself and said, "Given my father's status, it's nothing more than being locked up in the rehabilitation center for a month or so. I'll be able to get out by then."

"No matter when you come out, that's none of my business." Green shook his head indifferently, then took out a roll of bandage from his small bag and tossed it to D: "Bandage her up."

"Ok."

Camilla sat on the ground, looking at his expression which showed neither joy nor sorrow.

The widowed woman suddenly asked him, "You are the commander of the outpost, right? I've seen your face on TV once before... But I'm not here to threaten you. I just want to ask you a question."

"Is there really nothing in your life that you have never regretted?"

“I have so many regrets.”

"But now, what I regret most is that I didn't tape your mouth shut completely." Green took a roll of transparent tape from the table and stuck it on Camilla's mouth: "Don't do drugs next time."

"..."

Camilla was handcuffed and finally taken into a police car by K and the central government police who arrived.

Officer Polly was one of the first to arrive in the police car.

Upon seeing Green, the white-haired puppy immediately saluted: "Commander! Long time no see!"

Green looked at Polly in surprise: "I'm in disguise, how did you know it was me?"

Polly touched her hair and chuckled, "That's because my nose is so sensitive, Commander. I can even smell you."

"Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff~"

Polly said as she came up to him and sniffed him, and then the white-haired puppy's brows immediately frowned.

"Um..."

"What's that smell? A woman's perfume? Or body odor? And it's more than one woman's." Polly circled around Green, sniffing his shirt, then his trousers, then his waistband, then his shoes. "Commander, what on earth is that smell on you?"

Green twitched his lips and said, "It's just that the laundry detergent has been marinated. Officer Polly, I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first."

Polly quickly pulled out a notebook. "Hey? Commander, you have to come with me and take a statement! Even if it's a secret mission, you have to tell the police..."

Boom!

After finishing all this, Green and D walked out of Camilla's mansion. They basked in the warm sunshine and couldn't help stretching.

"Finally, it's all over."

"Yeah, it's all over. Work, and our relationship as a couple." D smiled and took his hand as they strolled along the bustling pedestrian street. "Tonight is our last meal together. What would you like to eat?"

"Cola chicken wings, put less salt." Green looked at the supermarket next to him and said casually, "The food you cooked last time was a bit salty."

"Why didn't you say it then?"

"I don't want to ruin your temper while eating."

"Hmm... you're still considerate."

"I know a really good butcher shop that sells steaks. How about that for dinner tonight?"

"It's up to you."

Sitting on the Ark train, D leaned gently on his shoulder in the seat inside the carriage.

The afternoon sun shone through the window and fell on the two of them.

Although both of them know that this role-playing game of husband and wife will eventually come to an end, there is no need to expose it before that moment comes. They might as well enjoy this moment of warm daily life.

"What do you remember from the days we were married?"

"Lots and lots of things."