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-441- Sprinkle salt on the wound

Opposite him, Karasuma Renye looked at him silently, without losing the slightest patience to wait.

Yu Shirakawa thought without saying a word, looking up at the ceiling that could be dozens of meters high in the laboratory.

Take a deep breath and slowly exhale it like smoking.

He felt that today's experience was too dreamy.

Everything was unfolding too bizarrely, and Ke Xue became a fantasy.

——A boss suddenly jumped out and told you a long story that spans a century. Finally, he invited you to change the world together, be the god of the new world, and manage all mankind...

Like a new type of fraud.

Everything is too unexpected.

Until now, Yu Shirakawa has not yet prepared a good language and has not yet figured out how to refute Karasuma Renya.

It is true that there are too many tragedies, too many disputes, and too many bloodshed in this world.

But this guy's solution is to combine everyone into one and survive, so the world becomes a collection?

So what future does mankind have?

Yu Shirakawa shook his head.

As a selfish person, he actually doesn't want to think about these philosophical issues and conclusions about the whole world and mankind, because that would be very tiring and would make him worry too much.

However, according to Karasuma Renye's approach, the common sense brought by the plan has changed too much, and human beings will remain unchanged in the future even in the future.

Because human lifestyles and the world's way of survival are fixed as their only self and will never move forward again.

All mankind has a spiritual consciousness, and no matter what happens, it is correct. The only people who decide whether it is correct or not are Karasuma Renye, the sister and father who returned from resurrection of Karasuma Renye, as well as himself and Gin...

Isn't this a bit too boring?

This world does not belong to these people.

Moreover, there is that fucking common consciousness body.

Okay, all human beings have a heart that is connected, so there is still a need for communication?

Over time, the language ability simply deteriorated, and everyone gradually became like robots, and they were spared from speaking and communicating, and lived for a specific goal.

The singing is singing, the dancing is dancing, and the social animals are pure social animals... There are no other variables. Just like the game world, every day, everyone does tasks and copy NPCs, and there will be no change in the slightest.

Because any change is overwhelmed by the torrent of the world's great consciousness, the minority obeys the majority.

One person wants to play but ten people don’t want it, ten people want to play but one hundred people don’t want it, one hundred, ten thousand, and one million people want to play, but Karasuma Renye doesn’t want it.

People are afraid they will really become machines.

There is no contradiction, no communication, no machine with seven emotions and six desires.

After thinking about that scene in my mind, Yu Shirakawa only felt a strange feeling.

At that time, what is the so-called self standing at the top of human beings?

An equipment maintenance worker in a machinery factory? Or a programmer who keeps inputting instructions to a robot?

And it was an errand that I never retired for three hundred years, and I suffered with the gin that I didn’t know anything about it.

Thinking of this, Yu Shirakawa felt speechless.

He rolled his eyes and kept wandering his eyes, looking at the experimental facilities and computers around him.

At the same time, cleared his throat—

"Why do people lie and fight? It's not just because they are fighting for what they are going to fight for, but also because they are going to pursue."

Yu Shirakawa stopped his eyes on Karasuma Renye and retorted.

It's rare to see it.

His words were not as fluent and eloquent as usual, but rather were quite smooth, as if he was confirming what he said word by word, and his voice was without a smile.

"The unchanging world cannot continue to move forward. Such a way of existence will inevitably turn humans into rigid machines..."

"If humans have lost even these fun essences, what's the point of my rule over such a closed and rigid world?"

"You have to know, I am a person who likes to pursue interests..."

Yu Shirakawa paused, his voice stopped here.

Hearing his answer, Karasuma Renye put down the hand that had been extending forward to invite him and sighed calmly:

"Is that true, Keshwasher..."

"In other words, do you even deny me?"

Yu Shirakawa nodded: "Even if I know that your starting point is good, I don't agree with your approach... It's just to adjust the extreme and hypocritical kindness and distorted self-satisfaction."

"Also, why did your father and sister die? Isn't it because you, foolishly believe in other people's hypocritical goodwill, that indirectly and slowly killed the entire family?"

"As for what you call revenge now, you keep talking about the righteousness of eliminating lies and fighting, it is ultimately just because you want to escape."

"Only the weak will escape, in all senses."

"Escape from lies and fights, never want to face them, nor let others follow you in the footsteps. To put it bluntly, you want to be a turtle, and then you have to force others to join you... There are so many clowns."

Father, sister, family, escape...

The sharp words that Shirakawa Yu said in one breath were like sprinkling salt on the wound.

The moment she heard these words, the blue-haired woman gritted her teeth and stared at him hatefully, as if her master was ridiculed and felt even more uncomfortable than her being ridiculed.

On the other hand, the old man Wuwan Lianye didn't have much anger or gloomy mood.

After all, he is an old monster who has been through countless years. Of course, his psychological quality is not so bad. He will not turn his back on a provocation method like a book.

As Shirakawa Yu's gaze, the old man sighed tiredly, as if he had no choice but to do anything to the willful child.

Then, he silently let go of the hand that blocked the blue-haired woman behind him, and no longer discussed the theoretical question of which is right and which is wrong.

Because negotiations are so meaningless, just saying beautiful words is no longer meaningful.

He just said in a deep voice to Yu Shirakawa:

"Keshwasser, do you know the consequences of rejecting me?"

Yu Shirakawa blinked and tilted his head as if nothing had happened and guessed: "You will kill me so that I can't walk out of the underground institute alive?"

"Only half the answer."

Karasuma Renye's tone was terrifyingly calm.

It is ten thousand times calmer than Conan or Yuzusaku Kudo when he saw through the truth.

It's like talking about a fact that won't change very sincerely-

"I will peel your skin, open a hole in your body and head, take out your heart and brain, and then use mirror cloning technology to create a new you like copying Belmode."

"... Although his cunning and wisdom may not be as good as you, the new clone will definitely loyally assist me in completing the plan, and will also go to the outside world to replace your original life after you die here."

Speaking of this, Karasuma Renye showed a faint smile.

There is no special hatred or malice in the smile, but there is a strange warmth, reassuring warmth, as always.

He looked at Yu Shirakawa standing opposite him, as if he was looking at a carefully carved work of art.

"Ahhh, it's really scary..."

He murmured and sighed, and Yu Shirakawa also smiled with the other party.

But it is the opposite of Karasuma Renye...

What appeared on his face was not a gentle smile, but a cunning and malicious smile after tearing his face.

"However, I advise you, it's better not to do this."

"Because after I die, I can't guarantee anything terrible will happen to your nest."
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