Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 442: Philosopher students

In the long silence, Huai Shi did not speak.

He vaguely understood the meaning of the philosopher, but because of this he felt ... the unpleasant vagueness.

Unable to speak.

"I once felt despair, great despair, this kind of ignorance that refused to think, Mr. Huai Shi."

The philosopher is still saying: "I feel like I am locked in a black box, breathless, every walking dead around me makes me feel a wave of fear and anxiety.

Have you ever been to Constantine in Rome? I think it may be the same in any big city, Cairo, Yorkshire, Yenching or Jinling, Kyoto ... Every time I walk in it, I can feel the noise of what machines are running.

Passing away with blank expressionless numb faces, I feel as if I have walked into the body of a giant beast-there is some kind of huge gravitational force pulling me, letting me continue to penetrate into it, Not allowing me to escape, but letting me stay there, wanting to turn me into something that is no different from others, a part that can be replaced at any time, a dispensable cell in a social system.

Like thinking like a slave, silently obey the collective, annihilate oneself, and become a numb machine.

Until one day, I feel that I can't stay there. "

The philosopher told Huai Shi: "I have to run away, I have to leave from there, so I took a train, abandoned all my property and finances, and started wandering in desperation until I came here."

"I have to say ... you may just think too much."

Huai Shi scratched his head and was difficult to understand.

"is it?"

The philosopher asked calmly: "If I change the analogy? If you replace Constantine with the sea of silver and stray with sublimation, will you understand?"

Huai Shi froze in place.

Finally understood where the unhappiness came from.

"Why do you want to be so contemptuous of other people's full survival, Mr. Philosopher?"

Huai Shi replied: "Is there a person who is willing to become a machine in life? For some people, turning to that machine is even an unquestionable happiness and tranquility.

After liberating yourself, why comment on everything high?

Is it too arrogant?

If according to your theory, "you can never prove that others have self-awareness, that is to say ... in your world, will you only exist forever?"

"I have not said that this is absolutely correct, right?"

The philosopher was not annoyed, but instead smiled happily: "I am very happy to see you refute my theory by thinking-nothing can make me feel more happy than this."

"......"

Huai poems were shocked.

It is absolutely, how long has this big brother been pitted by his own soul ability, and it is so happy to meet someone lifting bars with himself?

Huai Shi had an urge to 'Am belt the younger brother' with his Amway Internet celebrity V, and always felt that he would be very happy with Lin Jia's Jing Jing Xiao 19 ... but the forest cabin is probably not willing to be here Is it a waste of time in a loss-making business?

The philosopher does not care whether others agree with his ideas and theories. He even seems to live in a lonely world.

Indifferently playing stand-alone, not playing games with others.

Huai Shi felt a wave of pity and fear for such a life.

What kind of **** is that?

"At the moment of becoming a sublimator, my life was changed. Mr. Huai Shi, I still don't know whether this change is good or bad, but this is the answer I give you."

The philosopher said solemnly and solemnly: "People have to think to be able to feel their existence and living creatures.

Those who refuse to think are not alive, at best, just exist.

And it is through this will born from thought that the sublimator proved his existence to the world, didn't he? "

He said, "In my opinion, the sublimator is the winner who has not been assimilated and destroyed by this world. In other words, it is someone who has defeated this world to some extent."

Spoke so arrogantly but arrogantly.

Doesn't care whether other people agree, or whether Huai Shi can accept it.

He has put his answer in front of Huai Shi.

Said nothing again, Huai Shi got up and said goodbye.

The philosopher did not continue to talk about anything, but sent him all the way out of the back door of the school, and suddenly said: "You came as a guest from afar, I'm sorry, I can't do the friendship of the landlord, but at least let me help ,how about it?"

Huai Shi looked blankly.

Always feel that I have heard this.

Why do all of you Indonesian sublimers like to help others so much?

Then, he saw that the philosopher folded the paper bags filled with food, put them in the trash can, and waved towards the people beside the road.

Then, an off-road vehicle came from the end of the street.

Huai Shi stayed in place.

It was clear that the car I borrowed from Ali was right, but now it has been renewed. Not only have the bumpy bumpers in the front and rear have been replaced, and even the scratches on the car have been repaired.

And the mud and dirt on the car were all cleaned, and the tires were all replaced with new ones.

The door opened, a sturdy middle-aged man jumped down, and then dragged a bag that was still creeping from the opened trunk and pulled it in front of Huai Shi.

The bag opened, and the blood-stained man crawled out of it.

One of his arms has been cut off.

Seemed to have been tortured, he wanted to cry, but when he saw the philosopher next to Huai Shi, he was stunned, trembling, kneeling on the ground, madly kowtowing for mercy, and trembling in his mouth in Indonesian dialect.

The philosopher pointed to Huai poetry, so the man turned around and kowtowed towards Huai poetry, crying with a sobbing cry.

Huai Shi has begun to doubt his eyes.

Looked at the lost and recovered car blankly, and then looked at the philosopher, unable to understand what happened.

"Is the local gang so polite?"

"Yeah, for the time being, it has been completely renovated under the treatment?"

The Latin teacher of the noble middle school said quietly: "Everyone is willing to listen to the truth, and it is not difficult to teach them the right way of life."

Said, he turned around and said something to the driver. The sturdy man nodded his head politely, stepped forward, bent over, and then held Huai Shi's car key in front of the boy with both hands.

Until now, where can Huaishi still not understand the situation?

This guy next to me, where is the philosopher, clearly the **** is the local Indonesian gang godfather ... Maybe the gangster godfather here can only be his son.

Has such a secret and terrible soul ability, it is not difficult to organize this group of guys at all. It would be better to say that with his evil thinking and eccentric personality, there would be no scruples in doing this kind of thing.

"In what you said, I have one thing. I agree, Mr. Huai Shi."

The philosopher looked at him calmly and told him: "I don't have any qualifications to look down on those who go all out to live ... But sometimes when they face these worms and wild dogs that are worse than living corpses, why not let them Let me make them better? At least it wo n’t hurt more people, will it? "

Huai Shi looked at him deeply.

He did not doubt the authenticity of the philosopher's language.

At least he was standing here alive.

This proves that under the supervision of the Astronomical Society, the philosopher is a person who is harmless to the present situation, and has not even disturbed the local social order-maybe it will also develop into a collaborator and informant, after all, his ability is too much convenient.

"However, it's just stealing the car, don't you have to cut off his hand?"

Huai Shi lowered his head and stared at the embarrassed car thief on the ground.

Is angry even if the car is stolen, but at best it is just to let the car thief get a border dysentery.

"Actually, I have handled it lightly."

The philosopher sighed helplessly, shrugging: "There is no need to treat me as the kind of black hand that treats human life like a mustard. Mr. Huai Shi, I let him come, but I am going to plead with you.

After all, most of the time, the anger of sublimers is too exaggerated for ordinary people. "

With that, he lifted up his leather boots, kicked a car thief on the ground, and shook his head coldly: "This guy is no matter how ridiculous and shameful, after all, he is also the father of two children. I can't watch those two. Children became orphans.

He offended the sublimator, offended the Forestry Association, and at the same time angered the Astronomical Society, but chopping off a hand was already too partial for him. "

You know, sublime people who are good-tempered and have no shelf like Huai Shi are rare. If you meet a guilty guy, it is not impossible to find a door to kill the whole family afterwards.

The philosopher brought him here, and it was this forgiveness from Huai Shi that he sought.

In the silence, Huai Shi couldn't help sighing.

"I finally know why you are called a philosopher, not an educator." He suddenly said: "Did anyone tell you that you are not really good at being a teacher?"

The philosopher was surprised.

Then saw Huai Shi pull out the knife, the knife shines brightly.

Said: "Education is not the same as training animals."

In the sudden silence, Huai Shi stooped down, held down the car thief, and brutally cut the wound that had just healed on his arm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ picked out the debris embedded in the wound, and finally picked it up The severed hand in the bag.

The vitality of the mountain ghost was input into it, and two layers of silver blood medicine were pasted on the cut surface of the wound. He threw that arm back into the arms of the car thief.

Put away the blade.

The man who stole the car was stunned for a long time, and his pale face finally looked better, as if he was relieved, but he could not help but screamed.

Because of Huai Shi's finger, he was pressing on the fracture of his arm.

Awakened his numb pain gradually.

Made him painful and cramped.

"This is the lesson that should be left to you, not because you offended someone or offended a huge organization, but because you made a mistake."

Huai Shi stared down at his eyes and told him word by word:

"Theft is not allowed, understand?"

The man who stole the car nodded frantically, begging.

Until he had difficulty breathing, Huai Shi released his fingers and slowly stood up.

"Take him to find a good hospital." Huaishi said to the philosopher, "If you take it back now, it's too late."

The philosopher was stunned for a moment, seeming to be confused: "Is it just that?"

"What else?"

Huai Shi asked, calmly staring at the philosopher: "I am a sublimator, not to cut off other people's hands when I am angry."