Chapter 40

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"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Erlong couldn't understand more and more.

This bastard doesn't seem to be a simple beast.

"Not worrying about scarcity but worrying about inequality, fair pain is far easier for everyone to accept than partial goodness, just like you used self-destruction to threaten me today. You are not having a good time, and you don't want others to have a good time," Nan Feng said.

"Others are the same."

"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I just want to see which side of the light and darkness in people's hearts is better."

"If it is light, this world may usher in a new life."

Liu Erlong looked hesitant. "What if it is darkness?"

Nan Feng picked up the teacup on the table. "Do you know how many steps it takes for this cup to be born?"

"Kneading mud, shaping, drying, trimming, decorating, firing. If something goes wrong in a certain step, the craftsman might choose to repair it, as long as it can be used. But if you meet a perfectionist, as long as the thing in hand does not meet their own ideas, it will be discarded at any time, and it's a big deal to start over."

Liu Erlong's expression stiffened. "People are not utensils."

"Is that so?" Nan Feng smiled.

"Perhaps, but just like you once chose to slaughter an entire Spirit Beast Forest because of Yu Xiaogang's disappearance, and directly killed those petty thieves who were unlucky enough to run into your hands, why do you think you did that?"

"I..." Liu Erlong was speechless.

"Because you are stronger than them," Nan Feng said.

"I have always been understanding. Since you think this world is the law of the jungle, then as long as I am stronger than you, then I naturally have the right to play with this world in the palm of my hand."

"Isn't it?"

"This world is a pottery that doesn't meet my wishes. I intend to try to trim it now, but if it can't be trimmed well."

Bang! Nan Feng exerted a little force, and the teacup in his hand turned into powder, and with a light blow, it went with the wind.

"Just change one; I have plenty of time to knead a cup I like."

Liu Erlong looked at Nan Feng with a heavy expression. "Are you serious?"

"Of course," Nan Feng changed a cup and poured himself cold tea.

"What, don't you think this thing is very interesting?"

"Don't think so," Liu Erlong said in a deep voice.

"I only think there is something wrong with your brain!"

Nan Feng nodded in agreement. "I think so too!"

"But what can you do? You, who are bound by a coward, let alone whether you have the ability, you don't even have the courage to stop me."

Nan Feng refilled Liu Erlong's last cup of tea. "In fact, you still have to help me next."

Liu Erlong narrowed her eyes. "Aren't you afraid that I will tell these things out?"

"Tell them," Nan Feng said indifferently.

"What if you tell them? Who would believe it if you tell them?"

"I am a high-ranking Elder of the Spirit Hall, a popular person in the Pope Palace, and the little lover of the current Pope. I am a vested interest, the highest beneficiary of these filth."

"Who would believe that I would stab myself?"

"Do you believe it?"

"..."

"I don't even believe it!"

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Wuhun City.

After completing the preliminary indoctrination work of Liu Erlong, Nan Feng returned to his safe little nest.

"I heard you coerced Tang Yuehua and also found Liu Erlong?"

Just as he walked into the Pope Palace, Nan Feng was greeted by Bibi Dong's questioning.

"Oh, dear, are you jealous?" Nan Feng leaned over cheaply.

Bibi Dong reached out and blocked Nan Feng's face. "Not necessarily, I'm just curious what you are looking for them for."

"Of course, I can probably guess some."

She still knows what kind of person Nan Feng is.

Bullying men and women, the former, she has no doubt. But the latter, without seeing it with her own eyes, she really couldn't associate this kind of thing with this guy.

"I thought you would press me against the wall aggressively, release your spider legs, poke my head, and force me to ask if I have someone else in my heart and don't love you anymore," Nan Feng said disappointedly.

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched. "Don't twitch as soon as you come back."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Nan Feng shrugged and lay on the big sofa aside.

This is the Pope's office area. In principle, such indecent things should not appear, but as the Pope's little secretary, he can't even have a place to sit.

So, this big sofa was added here.

"If you are really idle, help me teach Nana about martial soul cultivation," Bibi Dong said.

"Me?" Nan Feng put down the comic book in his hand.

"You let me, a little broken Spirit Ancestor at level forty, teach people to cultivate? Sister, I'm not a serious Spirit Master, I don't have spirit rings or spirit skills, how can I teach?"

"Can't..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Bibi Dong interrupted quickly.

"Nana is still young, don't use your ghost things to fool her."

Nan Feng's ghost talk, even she couldn't handle!

Hu Liena would definitely be fooled into a limp! "No, no, no, education must start from the baby," Nan Feng sat up.

"Exactly, I have an idea!"

"What idea?" Bibi Dong said with strange eyes.

"The Spirit Hall believes in the Angel God, right?" Nan Feng said.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Bibi Dong asked suspiciously.

"Then does the Angel God have any... quotes or something?" Nan Feng asked.

"Quotes?" Bibi Dong was stunned.

"What is that?"

"Hey!" Nan Feng looked like he was hating iron for not becoming steel.

"No wonder it's been like this for twenty thousand years! This Angel Clan really has no brains!"

"They have a ready-made God as an ancestor, and they can't even get a Bible!"

"With this little brain, they still want to unify the continent? Even if they unify it, they can't manage it."

"Bible?" Bibi Dong had a bad premonition.

"What kind of thing is that?"

Nan Feng stood up. "Of course it's a classic passed down through the ages!"

"As everyone knows, God is never wrong, everything of God is correct, disobeying everything of God is rebellious, only God can bring glory!"

"Only by believing in the great Angel God can one ascend to heaven after death!"

"Disobedient ones deserve death!"

"..."

"Is your brain broken?" Bibi Dong said strangely.

"You believe this kind of ghost talk?"

"I don't believe it, but isn't it enough if everyone else believes it?" Nan Feng said.

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched. "What do you want to do?"

"The descendants of the Qian family are unworthy. The words of the Angel God still need me to tell the world!" Nan Feng sighed.

"Forget it, if I don't go to heaven, who will go to heaven?"

"Where are you going?" Bibi Dong was dumbfounded.

"I have to remind you, don't mess around!"

"You can mess around with other things, Qian Daoliu is too lazy to bother with you, but if you dare to mess around with this kind of thing, that old thing will open his Spirit Avatar and kill you in minutes!"

"Uh..." Nan Feng paused.

"Makes sense, then wait for me to go into seclusion first!"

(End of chapter)