Is the Evil God Me?

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"I'm treating people down town."

Qian Ning's pale face revealed a sacred meaning, and that expression was a martyrdom only when pilgrims saw their place of pilgrimage at the end of their lives.

Facing Lynn, his eyes were always calm, as if he had surpassed everyone in some aspects.

Lynn found it more and more difficult.

At first, he thought that Qian Ning could still be saved. As long as people with good intentions were not directly blackened by major setbacks, they would be able to guide them back to the right path. But the numb Qian Ning was already in a state of disobedience. At this time, he could only restart his brain circuit with a meal, and then slowly educate him.

It's useless to fight now.

Because Qian Ning's eyes are only seen in martyrdom, he is extremely proud of what he has done, and beating him will only make him think that he is not wrong.

"What kind of disease makes you, in the name of a false god, stick an awl into someone else's eyes and stir?" Lynn laughed angrily, but he wanted to hear what Qian Ning had to say.

"Poor and sick." Qian Ning stared at Lynn in the light, his calmness overwhelmed everything in the darkness.

"…"

Lin En was silenced for a moment, and the anger that was on his face quickly subsided. Mr. Xiao has never been an emotional person. If Qian Ning is stupid, he will be angry. However, after Qian Ning pointed out the problem, Lynn can no longer face Qian Ning in an emotional state. turned into a mess.

So Lynn directly erased all the emotions he shouldn't have, and showed his self-control rationality.

"Poverty?"

"That's right, Arthur and I went to the Xiacheng District for a free clinic. We helped many people, many of whom we didn't even think about before, but the further down we went, the more we discovered that even if our medical skills reached the level of a teacher, It's impossible to help all those in need."

Qian Ning lowered his head, his hands drooping on his legs.

Only at this time did Lynn see that the flesh of his palms were rubbed, which was the result of sleepless work.

"Mr. Lynn, can you imagine that everyone is begging you to help them, but your ability is limited and you dare not face their eyes. Every time I go to the lower city, I am like an executioner, and I can only say to them, I How many people can only be saved, and which people can't be saved, I don't feel like a doctor who saves lives and wounds at all."

"I want to save them. I don't want to see someone who can live in good health, but die on the side of the road like a skinny wild dog because of lack of ability or poverty. I want to save them. When I swear to be a doctor, I just There is no way to realize such a simple wish."

"I hate myself for being incompetent and I can't accept the result."

"I just want to achieve this wish, Mr. Lynn. I slowly found out in the lower part of the city that all diseases are ultimately due to poverty. No matter how strong and healthy people are, they work 12 hours a day and breathe dirty and harmful air. , drink water that is not boiled, and eat food with fine sand and sludge, and he will get sick."

"But I don't have money. My father's food and clothing allowed me to finish the course at the Medical Association. He ended up lying on the bed. I knelt beside him and listened to him shouting, cold, hungry..."

Qian Ning's voice was still low, as if it was carrying a heavy weight, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Of course Lynn knew how terrible poverty was.

But if the world wants to eliminate poverty and disease, it may not succeed for hundreds of years. As long as exploitation still exists, poverty will always exist. And poverty can bury all ideals, and idealists like Channing are not the first, nor will they be the last.

Lin En was a little silent. At this moment, he understood why Qian Ning became like this. The ideal that had supported him for a long time collapsed. Xiacheng District was an abandoned place that outsiders didn't care about, and the people inside were constantly being taken away. Go, until nothing is still being taken away, and I don't live like a person at all.

The green pupils flickered, the little gentleman said in a low voice.

"Does this have anything to do with what you're doing? Removing the frontal lobe will only turn people into a muddled piece of flesh. You haven't saved anyone at all, you're killing people."

"I didn't kill anyone, that operation was just the first step."

Qian Ning's expression was becoming numb little by little, and the power of [Flower Maker] was slowly fading from him. After all, Lynn is only a Sequence 9, so his ability won't last too long, let alone repair the damage to Qian Ning's body. If the stimulation continues, Channing really may die.

"The teaching of the sect is to dig out the senses, throw away meaningless pain and joy, and move on to the Holy Spirit. The first step is destruction, and following the path of the Holy Spirit saves all from poverty, sickness, hunger, and ultimately Beyond death. I didn't force anyone, they all sought me out to live."

In history, whenever people in society fluctuated, there was an opportunity for cults.

Floating people's hearts are often the result of a problem with the material foundation.

The Xiacheng District is very suitable for this situation. The slogans of peace are loudly shouted, and the gentlemen are busy dividing the cakes and can't take care of the pariahs who open their mouths under the table. When the pragmatic poor ghosts see that they cannot fill their stomachs by shouting for peace, they can only discard this slogan and turn to a more pragmatic direction.

There are also many complex factors involved, UU reading www.uukanshu. com and poverty is just a symptom.

Lynn looked at Qian Ning huddled in the shadows and couldn't help feeling pity.

He was deceived.

There is no other **** in this world other than the righteous god. If you ask for help from an unheard of [painless apostle], you will only end up walking towards a cliff step by step.

Qian Ning went the wrong way, even if he was an idealist, even if he took the knife to himself, the wrong way is wrong.

Lynn finally asked himself, this is a conflict between the times and idealists. As a person from another world, he is also an idealist in essence. When the conflict really breaks out, what should he do? Will Qian Ning in front of me be my self one day in the future?

Just thinking about it makes me shudder!

"Where's Arthur? Where is he?"

"He doesn't agree with the teachings. I don't know where he is now. He may be arrested."

Channing shook his head.

"Mr. Lynn, can you tell me what should I do? Do you have any better suggestions?" Qian Ning said, looking at the glamorous Lynn.

"I can't answer your question right now. I'm not a hero or a philosopher."

With a sigh, Lynn finally made up a certain determination. Since [Flower Maker] is effective, then [Nurturator] must have the same effect, and it is more violent than it. He has always been conscious of not using the abilities related to [Evil]. One is that he is afraid of being detected traces. Hidden dangers that I didn't realize.

After all, the predatory greed shown by [Nie] is not friendly at all.

But now, Lynn wants to use it.

This was his selfishness, he didn't want Qian Ning to die here, and he didn't want him to be numb. He should live, to atone for his sins, to bear witness to what may be a better future.