Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"I...no hatred...I just want...dignity..."

"……dignity?"

“…Yes, that dignity that should belong to me!”

Lin Bei said, his expression became extremely lonely. He limped to a corner, took out a bottle of high-purity industrial alcohol from the secret cabinet, and took a fierce mouthful of it...

The red cheeks make people wonder whether it is shame or anger or alcohol poisoning. Sweat and tears blend together, and the embarrassment and sadness are invisible.

"The dignity that should belong to you..."

Looking at Lin Bei with a sad expression, Wang Xuebin pursed his lips and took a deep breath, ignoring Duoduo, who was staggering on the ground beside Lin Bei, looked up at the dim ceiling, frowned and asked:

“…Is a dignity that requires more than 350,000 people to be slaughtered to be redeemed?”

As he said that, Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at Lin Bei again.

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Lin Bei trembled, and then he slowly sat on the cold ground with the power of his crutch, leaned against the wall, and sighed heavily.

Another mouthful of spicy alcohol was poured down, and the back of his head was pressed against the wall, feeling the support given by the wall behind him, and his expression was unspeakable.

"...Captain, we tried our best to save engines. How many people did we save? Haha..."

Lin Bei said, smiling sarcastically, and couldn't tell whether it was someone who was mocking him or himself.

"...What's the end? You can't leave the dungeon for fifteen years!

Lao Han has become a special driver who can play with anything from the sky, runs underground, and swims in the water, and has become a transport driver...

Where is me?

Minister of Medical Science?

Oh!

Sometimes I really hate myself, why I didn’t die in that rescue operation!

I hate you too!"

As he said that, Lin Bei pointed at Wang Xuebin with a crazy expression and asked loudly:

I hate you for saving me, why don’t you just let me die..."

Wang Xuebin sat in his seat with deep eyes, staring at the crazy figure sitting in the corner of the wall, silent for a long time.

"Why? Why? I have saved so many fucking people, why do you look down on me?!?!

ah?

Why?"

Lin Bei roared hideously, holding his hands high, as if someone was in front of him.

"...What old man is immortal! What a waste forest! What a cripple forest!

Why can I eat well and wear well if I don’t do anything?

I've saved your life!!!

If you didn’t have me, you would have to die!!!

Why do you look down on me?!??”

Lin Bei said, staggeringly getting up, kicked the crutch aside, and once again fiercely poured a large mouthful of alcohol.

"…Ahem…The coalition government, to put it nicely, what the fuck is the minister of medical care?

People in this era are not sick at all!

As the medical minister, I am not even as good as a dog!

Cough cough cough..."

Almost one hundred degrees of alcohol burned Lin Bei's body wantonly. Under the destruction of burning and pain, Lin Bei became more and more wild.

He arched his body and coughed twice, and wiped his sleeves hard, wiping his tears and snot into a ball.

"...Hehehe...Captain, they all looked down on me...If the coalition government had not forced you to disclose your identity, no one would have taken my order seriously, and the result of the engine explosion would have not happened...

You said...is this retribution..."

"Maybe!"

Looking at Lin Bei who had become soft and mud, Wang Xuebin sighed sadly, got up and walked to him, squatted down, pulled out a wet towel, carefully helped his head up, and gently wiped the mess on his face.

Feeling Wang Xuebin's movements in a daze, Lin Bei subconsciously hugged his legs, rubbed his face twice on his legs, and said even more:

"Team... Captain... I was wrong... I... I knew I was wrong... Can you do it quickly... Hurry up... Be gentle... I... I'm afraid of pain... Wow..."

As he was talking, Lin Bei started crying like a child, crying loudly while hugging Wang Xuebin's legs tightly without letting go.

Behind him, Zhang Dongchen was still staring at all indifferently, without any sympathy for Lin Bei. He looked at the remaining half bottle of wine in his hand and couldn't help but take a sip.

"...It's okay! Go to bed, go to bed... wake up and everything is over..."

"...really...really, you...don't lie..."

Looking at the mouth of blood that Lin Bei vomited, Wang Xuebin was slightly stunned, and then started to wipe it as if nothing had happened.

"... Of course it's true, I won't lie..."

Lin Bei grinned with a bloody mouth, smiling happily, and his eyes could no longer see anything. He was panting heavily, and the blood vomited out one after another.

"...Captain...the wandering earth...can we...be successful...don't lie to me...you...you said...you don't lie to others..."

Lin Bei's eyes were closed weakly, and his breathing became almost inaudible from its original roughness.

The whole person was still twitching and vomiting, but every time he was just hiccup, and the blood in his abdomen had already vomited...

“…Who knows…”

Wang Xuebin held Lin Bei's head with one hand and stroked his chest with the other, trying to make him feel more relaxed, but all this was in vain after all...

“…Two thousand five hundred years, one hundred generations, it is impossible to keep human beings rational forever…

Just like the rebellion you incite, many people know that it is not necessarily true, but for them, the truth is not important, the important thing is to vent...

They don’t care about the sun, nor do they care whether there is room for retreat. They just want to vent their dissatisfaction!

And your actions just ignited the fuse..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Bei never had the chance to listen again. Wang Xuebin paused slightly, then carefully placed Lin Bei's body on the cold floor and said softly:

“…The fuse will cause an explosion, but it will also bring about a new life. People will eventually calm down…

By then, civilization will re-evolve into a new order, and the new order will replace the old order and lead people to a new era...

At that time, their choice is the choice of civilization, and their direction will be the direction of civilization.

They will lead civilization to take a new step. No matter what they choose, I believe that the direction they are moving forward must be hope..."

As he said that, Wang Xuebin shook the blood on his body and took a deep breath. He didn't know who was sighing:

"...It's a pity that we are the remnants of the old era, and in the new era... there is no ship that can carry us..."

"...Ha, Team Wang, I know your words are sharper than guns, but it doesn't take any effort. No matter what you say or do, even if you kill me, I will not let you take a step here!

From the moment you reveal your identity, give up your authority, and step into a dungeon, the result is already destined!

This is the cage I have prepared for you with the authority system you have built. I will not let you go until the coalition government is completely cleared!

Let us wait quietly for the result of everything here!"

“…the result of everything…”

After being interrupted by Zhang Dongchen, Wang Xuebin slowly turned his head, looked up and down at the firm and indifferent expression, and asked quietly:

"…Stars…can you really grasp the upcoming result?”

(ps: Do not drink industrial alcohol. Ten millimeters will cause blindness and thirty milliliters will cause death. Do not try it, and you will die if you try it!)