"So you put your hope on me?" Mo Ran twitched her lips. She really wanted to tell Xue Changfeng that Ming Yuechen tried for a year in her previous life. If there is no result, don't waste your time. However, this cannot be said.
"You are God Mo." When Xue Changfeng said this, an almost fanatical and superstitious expression appeared on his face: "You are a 'God', and God must be different from us."
The current Xue Changfeng felt to Mo Ran like a drowning man who was crazy to grab the last straw. She really wanted to say something, but she felt pitiful, that the dead were pitiful.
Obviously they have worked so hard to survive, obviously they have tried their best to build such a huge and prosperous main city, and they are already on par with human beings, but this kind of hard work, this kind of prosperity, and this kind of parity in power have no descendants Under the curse of God, everything is just a mirage built on the sand, and one day it will turn into a bubble.
"Don't deceive yourself." Mo Ran interrupted Xue Changfeng directly: "You should understand better than anyone else that there is no difference between me and you, so miracles will not happen to me."
As she said that, she didn't know what she thought of and laughed: "Or do you think that the dead are actually ants or bees? Choosing a queen bee or continuous production of ant queens can maintain the continuation of the race? Xue Changfeng, be sober, instead of persuading I am here to complete this ridiculous experiment, why not think about my proposal just now."
In the end, Xue Changfeng looked back at every step, hesitated to speak, and left.
It can be seen that although he also knows intellectually that it is more feasible for Mo Ran to find a way to turn human beings into the dead, but emotionally, he still hopes that Mo Ran will give it a try. After all, from the emotional point of view of a creature Starting from above, as the patriarch of the dead, Xue Changfeng hoped that the next generation of the dead would be babies instead of adults transformed from humans.
He let out a long breath. Although he returned to the main city of the dead, Mo Ran didn't feel the slightest sense of relief. He even felt a little nervous because of the huge oppression.
Whenever this time comes, she always thinks of the days when she was in the Realm of the Gods. Speaking of which, it is only two or three days in the Realm of the Gods.
There, in front of another soul, she is equal and relaxed. For the other soul, she has no advantage of rebirth, and for her, the other party has no interest in herself.
The more you do this, the more clearly you can see yourself.
Mo Ran always thinks of Gu Luen's honest and simple eyes. He knows that the world treats him unfairly, but he always tolerates it with tolerance and peace. He knows how unfair fate is to him, but But treat it with a calm and polite posture.
Sometimes Mo Ran would think that when she faced Gu Luen's fate, her posture might not be so perfect, and it could even be said that she would be quite ferocious and resentful.
As always, I sent a private chat to Gu Luen, but the message also came as usual: "The other party is temporarily unable to respond to your call."
Mo Ran didn't know whether Gu Luen had walked out of the world of Nightmare, or was trapped there, or was experiencing some unexpected adventure, but no matter what, she hoped that he was well, just as she carefully Keep your own little leisure and frankness.
Wang Lin thought countless times that he should just die.
It is said that human beings are the cruelest race, and they can come up with many ways to torment people. Wang Lin originally thought so. He didn't think so blindly, but he had the deepest understanding of the cruelty of human nature. Therefore, he Confirm and affirm.
However, until now, he realized that he could think so because he didn't understand other races, especially the dead. They were originally derived from humans. The IQ of the race is no different from that of humans. In addition, because they have all experienced the strange experience of growing from zombies to adults, and their bodies will heal after injury, they have different understandings of cruelty.
Of course, what is even more frightening is that after he came to King's Landing City, he was handed over to a group of dead who had experienced the extermination of the Netherworld Guild.
Countless punishments, countless means, were thrown on him overwhelmingly. There are more medicine cows than humans. No matter how serious the wound is, as long as it is used, the next morning will be as good as a normal person, and on this night, he will still be treated with good food and drink. Even in order for him to sleep well, he will be given hypnotic drugs.
Waiting until the next morning, it is guaranteed that he is a healthy person and comes to the execution room again, and experience yesterday's past again, maybe there may be new punishments.
In short, it seemed that these hellish days had no end at all. After ten days in King's Landing City, he did not become sluggish because of such torture. Instead, he gained two catties because of eating and sleeping well. The constant mental torture made him completely collapsed.
Countless times, Wang Lin wanted to commit suicide, but under the strict protection of the dead, this was simply impossible.
It wasn't until this time that Wang Lin realized that the dead were actually far more intelligent than the tormenting people's hands. Under this kind of repeated torture, even the gods would probably surrender in the end.
Just when Wang Lin thought that this hellish life would continue forever, when his spirit was completely on the verge of collapse, he was secretly brought into a delicate and beautiful building. He heard the sound of chirping birds, and Wang Lin, who was almost paralyzed on the ground, seemed to realize that he had left the cell.
He lay on the ground, opened his eyes weakly, and looked around, only to see that the sky was hazy blue, with snowflakes falling from time to time, but the nearest place he could see was purple flowers It was in bloom, exuding a faint fragrance. In addition, he also saw a few delicate and beautiful birds that he didn't know at all, jumping around near the flowers.
How can there be such a beautiful place?
"Is this... a paradise?" The thought came to Wang Lin's mind almost immediately.
Then, he heard a relaxed and slightly mocking laugh
The voice was very familiar, but Wang Lin couldn't remember it for a while. He blinked his eyes and thought for a while before asking, "Are you an angel?"
The voice was not talking, but Wang Lin heard lazy footsteps walking towards him, and then he saw a very soft red skirt dragging on the green grass, and finally the skirt The skirt stopped not far from him, the skirt was soft and thin, and he could even see the white toes unintentionally exposed from under the skirt.
Then, he heard the voice just now falling from the high place above the skirt, cold and heartless: "I am not an angel, I am Asura."
Finally, Wang Lin remembered who the voice belonged to. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the voice. Sure enough, he saw the extremely beautiful face of the woman, looking at him with lowered eyes, but However, her beauty did not make people feel the slightest appreciation of beauty, but made the hairs all over his body shudder.
After being dazed for a few seconds, Wang Lin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tried his best to turn over, knelt down towards Mo Ran's knees, and kowtowed: "I beg you, please kill me... "
Mo Ran was sitting on the armchair in the garden, lying lazily. She watched Wang Lin kowtow continuously with a blank expression, as if looking at a lifeless toy. After a while, she saw that Wang Lin's forehead had already It was dripping with blood, and even the exquisite and clean white stone floor tiles were stained with that scarlet color. It was only at this time that Mo Ran frowned in displeasure.
"I won't kill you, I can't help it, I will let you live for a long time." Mo Ran said softly, she seemed to have a lot of humanity after taking off her combat equipment, even The words that made Wang Lin shudder also seemed friendly.
It's a pity that Wang Lin didn't feel comforted by such a gentle voice, but felt that Satan's big mouth opened towards him, and he might swallow him in his stomach at any time.
"No..." Almost moaning, she begged sternly: "Please let me go, please give me a good time as if you were dealing with Bai Wei..."
"Bai Wei is not as lucky as you." Mo Ran laughed a few times in a low voice, "Bai Wei has no chance to choose."
"Wang Lin, I will give you two choices. The first one is to become a member of the family of the dead, and then serve us all your life and live for a long time." Mo Ran smiled as he said, "There is another choice, that is Be a human being with a backbone, like now, and live for a long time."
Wang Lin was almost dumbfounded. He never thought that things would develop to this point. He looked at Mo Ran with almost slack eyes and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"
The last light in Wang Lin's eyes also disappeared.
Although Mo Ran gave him two choices, in fact he didn't give him any choice at all. Under such circumstances, who can choose the second one? nobody.
What is the backbone?
Being strong is never as important as being alive.
What's more, the torture during this period has completely made Wang Lin terrified. Now he would be extremely panicked even if someone's breathing was heavy. In this state, he had even forgotten his high spirits as a human being back then.
At this moment, as long as someone tells him that he doesn't need to go into that hellish cell again, he can give everything he has to the other party without any doubts.
"The first one, I choose the first one, I am willing, I am willing to be the person of the dead, you can let me do anything." Mo Ran's voice did not fall, Wang Lin almost screamed and made a choice, Mo Ran even took back what she just said because she was afraid that she would choose to be slower.
"Are you sure?"
"Confirm, confirm, confirm, I confirm, I will choose the first one."
Wang Lin answered loudly, his whole body was trembling, and he was desperately affirming, even the arteries in his neck protruded, and his face was flushed even more.
Mo Ran looked at him quietly, but his eyes seemed to pass through him and look elsewhere: "What I hate most is other people's betrayal and lying, Wang Lin, if you lie or betray me, I will There are ways to make you grow
Although there was not a **** word in Mo Ran's words, Wang Lin felt as if he had fallen into the sea of brimstone and brimstone in hell, and he screamed in fright: "I won't! I swear, I won't betray You, I will never!"
Mo Ran looked at the "appointment" skill in the half-NPC panel in front of her. Since she became a half-NPC, the difficulty of leveling and the experience required for leveling have increased exponentially, but she hasn't enjoyed the treatment much. This is the first time she has used this skill, and to be honest, she herself doesn't know what the consequences of this skill are.
Now the "appointment" skill system gives only one sentence: You can appoint any player to become an NPC of a specified race, the other party cannot refuse, and you cannot betray the specified race for life, please be careful.
Without any hesitation, Mo Ran directly clicked the button to appoint this skill, and then heard the prompt from the system: Which player do you need to appoint as an NPC now? Note that you can only appoint players who are within 20 meters of you.
After Wang Lin was selected, the system voice sounded again: You now need to appoint this player as an NPC of which race, please choose: 1. Human; 2. Dead; 3. Elf; 4. Beastman.
"Dead."
"Received, may I ask what type of NPC you want to appoint this player now, please choose, 1. Mass NPC; 2. Combat NPC; 3. Functional NPC."
Mo Ran looked up at Wang Lin's small body, shook her head in disgust, and chose the third one without hesitation.
"Received, you now want to appoint this player as a functional NPC, please select his specific function: 1, executive NPC (for example, businessman, teacher, doctor); 2, research and development NPC; 3, command NPC. "
After choosing the second one, Mo Ran once again ushered in the nonsense of the system prompt tone: "You confirm that the player Wang Lin is selected as the functional NPC of the dead. His main function is research and development. After the selection is confirmed, it cannot be changed. Please try again One confirmation."
"confirm."
"Okay, as you wish." After the system sound fell, I saw Mo Ran's hand slightly raised, and a silver fine light floated from her palm, as if in the night sky. Like the Milky Way in the sky, the rays of light seemed to have vitality, they floated out of Mo Ran's palm, slowly drifted towards Wang Lin, and then they spun on his head for a while
The whole process looks very aesthetically pleasing.
In fact, not only the people around were shocked by such a scene, but even Mo Ran herself felt a little surprised. It was the first time she used this skill, and she thought it was just a matter of asking a few dry words and then confirming with Wang Lin. Oh, I never thought there would be such a cutscene. Although it is beautiful, it also feels quite magical...
Especially Wang Lin felt as if he had seen a ghost. When he heard the system prompt prompting that he had become the NPC of the dead, he looked at Mo Ran with extreme awe.
Ordinary players would never have imagined that Mo Ran would have the ability to appoint NPCs. In addition to the extremely deceitful process just now, it made Mo Ran even more deified. Of course, this is already a story.
But now Wang Lin's attributes that were originally considered neutral have disappeared, as long as he clicks on his avatar and observes, he can find that he has been marked as the same camp.
Mo Ran didn't have to worry about the rest. Soon Li Linlang went to the temple garden and took Wang Lin away. However, Li Linlang was still very suspicious of Wang Lin's loyalty to a human being. Mo Ran He just glanced at Wang Lin who was standing behind Li Linlang and smiled: "He won't, at least he won't now."
And Wang Lin's body shook violently, as if he wanted to prove himself, he quickly declared loudly: "No! No! I am now the NPC of the dead, I absolutely obey the dead, and I will never betray him in my life !"
Li Linlang naturally didn't know what happened to Wang Lin before, but she was taken aback by Wang Lin's passionate expression of loyalty. She turned her head and looked at him up and down, then asked Mo Ran: " How feasible do you think the thing the city lord said is?"
Li Linlang was referring to the matter of changing human beings into dead.
Mo Ran spread her hands, "God knows."
In the end, when Li Linlang left, she was quite disgusted. Looking at her leaving back, Mo Ran's private chat channel rang. She didn't have many friends, and ordinary dead would not dare to send her secret messages. This Who will it be?
When Mo Ran opened the private chat channel, he suddenly saw the person who had disappeared for a long time: "Mo Ran, I'm coming out."
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