All Worlds Madhouse

I'm old Joey.

The word Joey is neither a surname nor a given name. It is just a pronoun. Of course, when you call me Joey, I will not agree to it. You have to call me 'Old Joey'.

As for how this title came about, well, it was given to me by a guy named Ziliang.

I also asked at the time, "Only [Joy]? Don't I have a last name?"

Ziliang said at the time that a name is just a code name. Its only function is to distinguish the differences between people, so you are Lao Joey and do not need a name.

If you listen to these words, at all levels, I felt at that time that there was always a flavor of philosophy in what Ziliang said.

But later, Pego once discussed this issue with me. He felt that the name was just because Ziliang was too lazy to think about it.

emmm——I think what Pego said makes sense.

But whatever, I've been to thousands of worlds, and each world has its own principles. If you care about "reasons" everywhere, how tiring your life will be.

Oh, you can’t let [Artisan] hear this, otherwise, this guy will have to nag me all day long.

Therefore, I never think about the reasons or answers. I leave these things to Ziliang. I just want to happily feed the pigs and sleep. This is my ideal voice.

But unfortunately, reality and ideals are always opposite. This was also said by Ziliang.

Anyway, now I am trapped in a world that is exactly the opposite of my ideal.

This world is called ‘Heaven’.

A rotten world where a bird doesn't poop, has to sleep under the sun every day, and if there is no work, there is no food.

Not only that, people in this world don't seem to be very smart. For example, in the past few minutes, I witnessed my village chief being easily stabbed to death, and then a group of villagers turned out to be grateful. He was in such a state of mind that he ran away for his life.

This unfolding made me a little unresponsive, so the current situation is that I, and my dear Pego, stood there stupidly, facing this person called 'Angel'.

Well, now, I finally have a chance to observe this guy carefully!

First of all, he is standing, and secondly, he is wearing clothes, um, he has two eyes, and his nose is not sticking out, so this is a human face.

Yes, same as Mia said.

At the same time, the angel also looked at Old Joey doubtfully.

The two looked at each other for a while.

"Ho ho ho, please allow me to ask, why didn't you run away?" The angel asked still very politely: "Do you want to bear the sins for your villagers, you pig with a human face?"

"Pig with a human face?" Old Joey was stunned.

"Yes, pigs with human faces." The angel said: "In heaven, the angels are humans and the people are pigs. This has been like this throughout the ages, but there are some exceptions. For example, you, you are an out-and-out You are a heavenly citizen of the Tao, but you have a human face. This is undoubtedly a kind of luck for you. Of course, this is only an appearance of luck, because you cannot become an angel after all. "

"Uh why?"

"Ah? Hahaha? Why?" The angel suddenly laughed when asked: "Don't you have common sense? Wings! You don't even have wings, how can you be an angel?"

With that said, the angel seemed to be extremely showing off, and gently unbuttoned the collar, and then took off the white robe.

This time, Old Joey was even more stunned. He didn't expect that this guy was wearing nothing underneath.

Then, this guy turned around

Old Joey frowned.

Because he saw that this guy had a pair of wings embedded on his back.

There are white feathers on this pair of wings, but it is so small that the edge of the wings cannot reach the edge of the back, so it cannot be seen from the front if it is not turned around.

Moreover, where the wings are connected to the muscles on the back, the flesh there has been blurred, and the hideous and messy flesh is piled together like vines, as if someone has forcibly removed the flesh. The pair of wings were inserted into the man's back, and then they were burned together with a branding iron. Anyway, Old Joey would never use such meat as feed for Pego.

And the moment after this man took off his robe, the pig-headed servants behind him all fell to their knees, not even caring about the grain bags on their backs.

They lowered their heads one by one, as if they wanted to stick their noses into the mud.

The angel smiled and turned around slowly.

"Oh, you see, this is the symbol of an angel. The white wings represent holiness. Huh? Why don't you kneel down?"

"Kneel down?" Old Joey wondered: "Why do you have to kneel down? Aren't they just a pair of duck wings?"

"Duck? What are you talking about? I have never heard the word 'duck' before." The angel frowned and muttered: "But it doesn't matter. Since you didn't run away, then use your life to Show your piety.”

With that said, the angel waved to Old Joey and motioned for him to come over.

"Uh, are you going to kill me?" Old Joey hesitated and asked.

"Of course, so come here quickly, don't keep me waiting. Oh, by the way, you'd better bend down a little more, because I want to cut your throat, pay attention to the angle, don't let your blood splash on me. "

The angel said calmly, as if if he waved like this, someone would come over and be slaughtered by him.

Old Joey thought it was a bit ridiculous, because even when he was chopping feed, the feed would resist with all his strength. How could anyone take the initiative to go up and die like that?

However, seeing the motionless servants kneeling on the ground around him, Old Joey suddenly seemed to stop smiling.

There was an atmosphere so absurd and desperate that Old Joey couldn't help but laugh. He felt that the pig-headed men in front of him were like domesticated livestock, lying in the trough and being slaughtered by others.

At this moment, the angel finally became impatient with waiting, and shook the dagger in his hand.

"Come here quickly, pick up my robe, put it on for me, and then stretch your neck over, don't waste my time." He muttered, and then, suddenly, he seemed to notice Old Joey standing beside him of Pego.

"Huh? Wait, this pig looks cute."

When Old Joey heard this, he seemed to have regained some of his thoughts.

"Oh, haha." He smiled honestly: "Indeed, Pego is very cute."

The angel nodded: "So, do you think it's better to braise it in braised sauce, or grill it directly?" He asked with a smile.