Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 317 He is the cannon fodder ex-boyfriend (25)

The puppeteer worships the ancestral goddess in this resentful womb and makes puppets for the townspeople to feed with their flesh and blood. This is to take revenge on the resentment and to allow the townspeople to atone for their sins.

If the person truly atoned for his sins, when the disaster of the town's destruction reappears, the puppet will be grateful for the owner's atonement and sincere care, and will block all the disasters in the tsunami for the owner. The owner will then escape this cycle from then on, and no longer be trapped here. The soul will be freed from resentment and rebirth...

It’s a pity that there are almost no people who truly want to atone for their sins.

The townspeople protect the doll not because they truly feel they are guilty, but simply out of fear.

Fear and resentment will only cause resentment to deepen.

Therefore, the town is brightly lit at night, and various offerings are made to the puppets, just to dispel the puppets' resentment.

However, there are still some people who have too much resentment and hatred in their hearts, which causes the puppets to not only be unable to feel love, but instead be filled with endless resentment, and eventually turn against their masters.

They greedily absorb everything from their masters and gnaw on their masters' flesh and blood to grow. Eventually, their masters suffer backlash and cannot even survive the last day of their "new birthday" before being doomed.

The puppet grew flesh and blood as a result, and became a being that could gain a true new life for itself by relying on its last day.

In the eyes of puppeteers, they are imperfect defective products, and they will occasionally be disposed of and recycled.

In the eyes of the townspeople, they are ungrateful bastards with ruthless hearts and bloodlusts...

If they had not been in this small town, they would not have been able to kill anyone, and these counterattacking puppets - those beggar-like children - would have been chopped into pieces by them long ago.

Moreover, these counterattacking puppets not only betray their masters, but also greedily seduce other people's puppets and covet strangers from outside.

Because to them, the flesh and blood of outsiders is more fresh and nutritious than that of the townspeople.

At first, Sister Ting deliberately hid Zhao Shuangshuang's doll out of jealousy, and then she threw the doll away to avoid being discovered.

The doll was taken away by the children who watched the hotel every day.

Zhao Shuangshuang's puppet had not absorbed any love or nourishment in the first place, and was easily led by the children's resentment. Afterwards, the puppet deliberately led Zhao Shuangshuang out at night and then led Zhao Shuangshuang to the children.

After that... Zhao Shuangshuang's fate will only be to be devoured by her own puppet and other puppets that retaliate against her.

The resentment is transformed from the infant spirit of the mother who drowned in the sea. People who are killed by resentment will naturally appear to have died of drowning.

What role does the puppeteer play in this instance? What is he thinking?

Is it the hope that the souls of the townspeople who died tragically can be at peace?

But the puppets he created inflicted no less terrible torture on the townspeople than their resentment.

Is it sympathy for those poor women who were killed innocently and those babies who could not be born?

But he never shows mercy to resentment, infant spirits, puppets...

Is he really just a copy character set in a game projected to Earth by a civilization that came from an unknown galaxy?

But he created himself - ignoring the barrier rules between the game world and the real world on Earth.

Shao Jinyun felt that he couldn't understand this person.

Until now, he is still unclear about the existence of the puppeteer, and even his own existence.

But there was an idea in his mind that kept telling him: he had to destroy all the copies of the game one by one, and eventually shut down the entire Black Hole game to bring peace to all mankind.

This seemed to be a mission engraved on his soul.

As for those "memories" in his mind, about his past with A Cen, he now understood that they were all fabricated by the puppeteer.

There was no such thing before him and A Cen.

The funniest thing is that although he clearly knew this, he deceived himself and deliberately ignored it.

When he sensed his true identity from the puppeteer last time, he actually already understood this in his heart.

He didn't dare to think about it. Even every positive action he took afterwards, desperate to unlock the secret of this copy, was just for this moment.

As long as he knows the core of the copy, he can destroy it.

After that... he could still be A Cen's Shao Jinyun, and leave this dungeon world that could never be entered again with A Cen...

Shao Jinyun slowly pulled out his knife from the system backpack.

This is also something obtained from the copy. In the past, no matter how powerful the boss was, the core of the copy... would be easily destroyed under this knife.

At first, he had never thought about why he was the only one who could get such a thing, but now it seems that if all this is regarded as a script, then he is undoubtedly the chosen protagonist of the script.

He just didn't know what role Liu Yun played in this script. Was he the main writer?

What about A-Cen?

Shao Jinyun slowly raised the knife...

All that flashed through my mind was Si Cen, the Si Cen in the false memory, the Si Cen who was alive after the reunion...

The tip of the knife began to condense an ice-blue light little by little, carrying the power to destroy everything.

Liu Yun stood where he was, without making any evasive move.

Shao Jinyun swung his knife.

A white figure flashed by, and a bone whip came through the air.

boom--

The statue behind Liu Yun was smashed into pieces by a single blow.

With a bang, it was the sound of Shao Jinyun being whipped hard and hitting the wall.

Everything in the copy seemed to be frozen, but the people in the temple were still able to move.

Si Cen, who had dealt a heavy blow in a hurry, had pink and black eyes flashing alternately, as if he was dazed for a moment.

A tearful voice rang out in his mind: [Host daddy wuwuwuwuwuwuwu… the nest is finally out wuwuwuwuwuwu…]

All the sealed memories came flooding back like a tide.

For the time being, he didn't have time to pay attention to Tongzai, the little fool who had caused trouble.

With a complicated expression, he looked up at Shao Jinyun.

He's like a rag doll, ugh, he looks like he's about to break.

Lying there half dead.

Si Cen touched his nose. He hadn't felt so guilty in a long time. "I'm sorry. I thought you were going to chop my Liu Yun... I was too hasty and hit him too hard."

He turned around and looked at Liu Yun with starry eyes, "Can you... fix the doll you made?"

In fact, Liu Yun was a little surprised that Shao Jinyun had only intended to attack the statue from the beginning.

This puppet, created by his own hands, finally developed a little consciousness of his own... He knew that he was obsessed with Cen Cen and couldn't let go.

Because he had intervened too much in this world one after another and suffered double suppression from the laws of nature and the game system, this body was already at the end of its strength.

Even though he was very reluctant, he knew that his best ending was to follow the "plot" and be destroyed by the male protagonist in this copy... This was the last thing he could do for Cen Cen in this small world.

So he didn't think of resisting.

But he didn't expect Shao Jinyun would give up. Shao Jinyun's target from the beginning was just the statue.

Liu Yun was dragged by Si Cen to Shao Jin Yun. Si Cen grabbed his arm flatteringly and said, "Please fix it. I wronged him. I thought he was going to kill you! You don't want Cen Cen to owe you such a debt and keep him in your heart for the rest of your life, right?"

Si Cen's words silenced both people (or non-people).

How dare he say that!