However, if you are not crazy, you will not survive.
Compared with the confusion of the past, he prefers this crazy sobriety now.
That sense of mission and hope for the future made him so fascinated and so happy. It seemed that only in this way could he truly live.
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"Mr. Kane, you are under arrest!"
"Due to special laws, you will be sentenced to a minimum of fifty years in prison. If the circumstances are too serious, you will be executed."
The prosecutor in front of Kane said in a formulaic tone.
"Mr. Prosecutor, I can understand that this is your personal threat to me?!"
"You'd better tell my lawyer these words!"
"By the way, one more thing. I think my lawyer is already applying for bail for me."
"I think we can say goodbye soon, no, never again."
Kane is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a suit and leather shoes. At first glance, he looks more like a big businessman and a successful person than a sect leader.
"Mr. Prosecutor, do you believe in the existence of the God of Doom?!"
Kane suddenly laughed.
"I know, you definitely don't believe it."
"Actually, I don't believe it either."
"But because some people believed it, it became a business."
"From beginning to end, I am just a businessman. In fact, I don't want to tell you so much, but who knows there is still time now!"
"Of course, the most important thing is that I'm laughing at your ridiculous sense of justice."
"In our country, there are countless businessmen like me, but the products I sell are different. They are faith and security. Their souls lack support, so I sell them support. It is a transaction between you and me.
Not a crime as you think."
"If you want to sue me, you can only sue me for tax evasion."
"And for this crime, you only need to pay a fine."
"As for those killings, arson, and looting, those are the personal actions of the people. What does it have to do with me, a businessman?"
"By the way, let me ask you, your sense of justice, how much does it cost per gram?!"
Kane was very relaxed, while the young prosecutor in front of him turned red.
And the subsequent result was, as Kane said, bail.
As for special laws, how many people would care about this?!
Laws, after all, need people to enforce them.
Similar things happen in many places.
The idea of being united as one, united as one, is ultimately just a whitewash. When faced with crises, the human group, more often than not, conquers and exploits each other.
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In the extreme place, Zhao Cheng sees all the chaos in the human world. Indeed, just as many people have guessed, the human world is now transparent in Zhao Cheng's eyes.
In fact, it was indeed the case, and they all guessed it right.
If it had been the time when he was just starting out, Zhao Cheng at that time might have shed his blood and had the idea of ending the troubled times single-handedly.
But now, he feels that although this is a disaster, it is also the fate of mankind.
Only in turbulent times can heroes be born and the songs of civilization written.
If this small disaster in front of us causes mankind to sink, how can mankind stand in the vast world outside the universe?!
A few more days passed, and on this day, the extreme day turned into the extreme night.
It was on this day that a brilliant light suddenly burst out in the darkness, and a strange wave swept across from the depths of the starry sky.
The sky calamity appeared at this moment, and then, Zhao Cheng swung a sword. In the universe, the origin of the sword species merged with Zhao Cheng at this moment, and sent out a sword that was at its peak. It was invisible here, and it did not kill tangible things.
, but completely invisible.
Outside the universe, there was a sound of crying, but as for Zhao Cheng, he was transformed from a young man to an old man with one sword, but he returned to his prime in the next breath.
However, the moment he swung his sword, the platinum-gold veins on his body flashed for a moment.
And without this sword, or without the origin of the sword species, under this wave of fluctuations, the entire universe would be wiped out.
But the negative effects still appeared. Many people had a dream on this day.
In the dream, in the future life, gods from outside the universe have arrived and want to destroy the world. Only the devout people with faith can reach the kingdom of gods and get a chance to survive before gods destroy the world.
As for Zhao Cheng, the strongest man, many people dreamed that the strongest man in mankind was nailed to the top of the world with a spear by a god from outside the universe. His blood flowed out and dyed the ocean red.
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Such a group dream is undoubtedly an absolute blow to the confidence of many people.
Zhou Wai's black hand strikes again, again with two moves, light and dark, one to kill and one to pierce the heart.
Zhao Cheng can be sure that with the power of the mastermind behind the scenes, there is no need for the belief of a group of ants. The monarch is already asking for help, let alone the mastermind who will become his puppet?!
The other party did this to solidify the coordinates in the universe, or in other words, to create such a fulcrum.
For the strong, having a fulcrum and not having a fulcrum are two completely different concepts.
A sufficiently stable fulcrum, amplifying power a thousand times, is by no means an illusion.
Not only that, Zhao Cheng also expected that if he took action to eliminate all this, he would not be able to escape the black hand's plan.
The positive spiritual power of human beings, when condensed, is a force. The negative ones, such as resentment and despair, are also a force and can be utilized.
In a sense, this was an obvious plan. No matter what Zhao Cheng did or did nothing, he would play into the opponent's plan.
Even, if you think about it further, if an individual strong person has too many connections with civilization, is it also an obstacle?!
In terms of practice, Zhao Cheng is still groping in many aspects, but the mastermind behind the scenes is standing higher and has lived for countless years. Zhao Cheng will never dare to look down upon this opponent.
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And when the dream appeared, the whole world immediately fell into more fanatical chaos.
In particular, many prisons were in a state of excitement. Leaders of many sects had just been arrested, and some had not even had time to be released on bail when they learned the good news that the whole world had experienced divine revelation. It could be said that they were immediately arrested.
Happiness went to his head.
Even the prison guard who imprisoned them was at a loss at this moment and didn't know what to do.
On the other side, Yas, who had been fanning the flames and starting the turmoil single-handedly, fell silent.
He originally wanted to create a false god, but who knew that a true god actually appeared.
So what is he?!
A chess piece or a clown?!
What he originally thought was that humans would create history by themselves, just using the name of God.
But now, everything is in chaos.
But his companions, at this time, all looked at him with the eyes of a god, and seemed to have completely determined that he was the real son of God!