After his thoughts began to wander, Cai Gen became more and more realistic.
The Xiaonian gods must have been bound by this mission for so many years, and they must have a lot of resentment in their hearts.
Why do you, Palace Master Guanghan, want to be a good person, so you let us fight to the death for so many years and engage in endless war with Xi Beast?
Is it just for your own good intentions?
Is it just for those humble ordinary people?
Are they worthy?
Are they worthy of the sacrifice of the noble Lord Xiaonian, the incarnation of the twelve earthly branches?
If combined again, Zhang Mouse's behavior last time wanted to die at the hands of ordinary people.
Cai Gen began to sympathize with him a little, and even understood him.
As long as you live, you must fight against the Night Beast today.
Suicide can be considered as escaping from the mission.
Then being killed by the mortal you want to protect is definitely a valid excuse and can definitely convince you.
Even when he meets Palace Master Guanghan, he can still speak righteously.
"Look, I didn't run away from my mission, I wanted to protect them.
But they didn’t use it, they beat me to death, and there was nothing I could do.”
Not knowing what mood he was in, Cai Gen smiled unconsciously, with a hint of bitterness.
What bullshit gods, what bullshit missions, what dignity of the God of Xiao Nian.
They are all ants who can't help themselves, and they are all miserable people who follow the crowd and have extravagant hopes.
As if he understood what Cai Gen was thinking, Xiao Tmall was a little embarrassed.
“Master, the mainstream values of Heaven are like this, they don’t take human life seriously.
Don't take it to heart, you're used to it."
Zhen Shuiyin also quickly opened her mouth to explain, her expression also very unnatural, as if the thoughts of Zhang Mouse outside made her feel guilty.
"Brother Cai, they just looked down from above. Over time, they didn't know where the salt came from and the sugar came from sweet. It drifted away."
After gently touching Xiao Tmall's head, Cai Gen said to Zhen Shuiyin indifferently.
"Well, Xiaoshui, Xiaotian, don't think too much, I didn't take it to heart.
The butt determines the head. Different stances and different understandings are normal.
We're here just to make money, and saving people is just a favor."
When I didn't know about this before, how many people died every New Year?
It's a bit pretentious to impose this responsibility on yourself.
I happened to catch it, and within the scope of my ability, I will never sit idly by. This is Cai Gen's highest ideological consciousness now.
He himself didn't see the higher one, he needs to see it before talking about it.
After mentioning Tu Cai directly, Cai Gen was not tactful enough after all. He scratched his bald head in a cover-up manner, forcibly retracted his gaze from the tragic battlefield, and looked at the Lingzi Mother and the others.
Look, people won't be surprised at all. Zhang Mouse's values should be the same as theirs. What's so surprising? Human life is not a big deal.
The driving force for all their actions is definitely not morality or conscience, but interests closely related to themselves.
This small aura cave looks like a botanical garden. What unknown force created it?
If the entire Dakeng is in this state, why not build a racetrack town? How about just opening a Botanical Expo?
Looking at Zhang Mozi again who was crumbling on the battlefield, it seemed that Tong Aiguo's bloodthirsty power had come to an end. If he didn't do something, the five hundred thousand would definitely be gone.
Looking at myself in the rearview mirror, I seem to be talking to Cai Gen.
"Just pull out the knife and commit suicide. What else is there to struggle for? There are a bunch of people waiting to help you make things right?"
"Why are you going through so much trouble? That's half a million. How many lunch boxes can you sell and how many elderly people can you care for to earn back?"
"What are you afraid of? Once or twice, you're fine. It's been used so many times anyway."
"How about the last time? Let's use it for the last time, just this time, and we won't use it again."
The self in the mirror does everything possible, just like a salesman who sells things without any scruples.
Just when Cai Gen was about to be convinced and let go of his inner defenses, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
When he touched the stubble on his head with his hand, there was still a hint of green, which reminded Cai Gen of another troublesome thing.
I don’t know how vigorously the heifer has rejuvenated. The new hair stubble still has a layer of green, and I don’t know how many times it will take to shave it to grow black hair.
Is this a curse? The most vicious curse for a man?
Heifer, you are so cruel, what is her name?
Spring has returned to the earth, and by the way, Spring Hooves, you must take it out and bully it when you find an opportunity.
Hmm? Spring returns to the earth, healing power.
Cai Gen had an idea, rebuilt his inner defense, and smiled at himself in the mirror like he was victorious.
Be honest with me, don't try to fool me, the last time will never be the last time, there will always be a continuous last time.
He extended his hand towards Xiao Tmall with great interest.
"Xiaotian, take out the spring hoof."
Xiao Tmall didn't understand what Cai Gen meant by being so excited all of a sudden, and stared at Cai Gen ignorantly.
"What trotters? I didn't hide any pig's trotters. I really don't have any. I only have steamed buns, ham sausages, jelly skin, and pickles."
Wow, this guy really uses himself as a warehouse keeper. How many things have he hidden?
"Springhoof, Heifer, do you remember the lightning ball that shocked you in the pit last time?"
Suddenly realizing it, Xiao Tianmao felt a little regretful. Did he just bring it upon himself?
Fortunately, Cai Gen didn't care about this, so he quickly crossed over.
"Understood, Master.
As a proud and dedicated warehouse keeper, I must provide you with what you need when you need it. This is my mission that I cannot slack off."
He kept grinding on his words, not because he was verbose, but because there were a lot of things in Ichimoku Seng, and Chun Ho was pushed to the bottom.
Cai Gen watched him rummaging around and didn't understand the principle of loading things into Ichimoku. Couldn't there be a search directory or something?
It seems that although this monk is intelligent, his performance shows that he is not intelligent at all.
The ink on the Xiaoling Cat was finally finished, and the spring hoof was also taken out.
With her eyes closed tightly, she is indeed about the same size as a Xiaoling cat, with small horns and an ox nose, which is very cute.
"Xiaotian, didn't you suffocate yourself inside?"
The whistling cat used its paws to explore Chun Hoo's breath and shook its head.
"Master, I have no breath."
Cai Gen quit now. He originally wanted to keep it for leisure in the future, no, to slowly resolve the hatred for Jiu Liyou.
As a result, he died, so what’s the use?
"No, Xiaotian, how do you become a custodian?
I"
Xiao Tianmao chuckled before Cai Gen completely exploded.
"Master, don't worry, this guy doesn't need to breathe.
The things placed here are different from the time flow rate in the real world.
This stuff was sent in unconscious, so of course it was taken out unconscious."
While explaining to Cai Gen, he stretched out his sharp cat claws and stabbed Chun Tu's ribs hard.
Chun Ho suddenly opened his eyes, shouted, and then quickly ran out of Cai Gen's open window.
Yes, he just ran away without any warning, ran away, ran away.