Volume 11: The Crown Prince Chapter 28: Resentment and Hate
Therefore, Lu Bai chose the current individual.
The other party had just arrived in the Kingdom of No Death not long ago, and had obtained a good sum of money by sacrificing most of the people in his own territory.
Because of this money, the other party has not signed any debt contracts for the time being. Although this has caused the other party to have troubles in the Kingdom of No Death, it has also allowed him to remain relatively clean.
This kind of cleanliness gives Lu Bai a lot of room to operate, his methods can be much richer, and he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by the Kingdom of Immortality.
"The Skeleton King, No Return, Yesterday's Glory, the Cult of the Dead and other individuals are not necessarily my enemies." Lu Bai was very clear about this.
These four Sun-level individuals were tied to the damaged giant ship of the Deathless Kingdom.
If given a choice, they would definitely be the first to jump ship.
"So as long as it works well, these four people will most likely be my helpers in destroying the ship."
Of course, the person in front of him was just one of the chess pieces that Lu Bai had casually planted.
In some other places, the number of people controlled by Lu Bai has gradually expanded to hundreds.
This is because they were afraid of arousing the vigilance of the Kingdom of No Death, so they did not continue to expand.
These hundreds of people are all controlled by Lu Bai at the same time.
This is Lu Bai's ability to work in multiple threads after reaching the day level.
Their every move, every thought, is under Lu Bai's control, as for the original owners of these identities.
Lu Bai was not as evil as the locals. He simply read their memories, extracted their outer souls as a disguise, and then quietly sent their souls to the underworld.
Instead of imprisoning them and even killing them like the locals did.
"I am really too kind." It must be said that although Lu Bai is shameless, he is not shameless to the extreme.
From the Impure Land to the Deathless Kingdom and then to the Bone Tomb, everyone is no longer human; they have completely abandoned the so-called morality.
Focus all your attention on the struggle between life and death, and then treat anything that is not yourself as a resource.
And the resources are classified into available and unavailable ones.
Under this classification, they have no mercy or empathy in their hearts.
It is precisely because of this that what they did was so cruel that it was beyond the imagination of someone as knowledgeable as Lu Bai.
All emotions become their possessions for play, and then they use these possessions to maximize the potential of the target's soul.
"If you want to see morality, please go to the captive zoo." This is a phrase often said by the locals in a country without death, used to label themselves as people who have no morals and should not have morals.
The so-called captive farm is where they keep a small number of lives in captivity, and then let them live normally in a small place, allowing them to develop emotions and morals.
Afterwards, they were brought into the kingdom of no death by means of deus ex machina, and the environment of the kingdom of no death was used to constantly torture their emotions and morals.
Ultimately, the extreme contrast will force out their soul potential.
In the everlasting gathering, there is a dish that is made with the split soul under this contrast.
This dish is only produced once every few years and requires constant bidding to obtain it.
Now such a grand auction has begun.
Everyone gathered there and wanted to see the production process of this "delicacy".
Lu Bai controlled this body and followed the crowd towards that direction.
Then they discovered two naked creatures, with their joints pierced, hanging in mid-air.
The two living beings' eyes became moist as they looked at each other, but not even a single tear could flow out.
Endless despair and sadness filled their hearts, even though they were so happy before and were still looking forward to a better future.
But I didn't expect that everything would turn upside down in an instant.
The lives of ourselves and others have become playthings of others, and our own lives are being played with at will.
Everything you have becomes something for others to enjoy.
"Desire, desire a customer who can take a picture of you before you become a delicacy."
"In that case, you might be able to avoid death!"
The chef is a living being that is exactly the same as the two ingredients. He speaks these words in front of the two ingredients, hoping to arouse their desire to survive.
The gradually dissipating desire to survive is also a very necessary seasoning.
One of the ingredients raised his head and looked at the individuals surrounding him.
The dead and the living are mixed together, and he can even see life forms similar to him. He doesn't know if they are his brothers and sisters.
However, there was no mercy in their eyes, only indifference beneath the surface of playful interest.
As long as their interests are not affected, no matter how tragic the fate of others is , their emotions will not fluctuate much.
After all, they essentially divide themselves and other life into two classes, upper and lower.
They don’t have empathy and they don’t allow themselves to have empathy.
Because once this happens, the classes they divide into will disappear, and they will become one of the classes below and become resources.
But even so, he still retained a glimmer of hope, hoping that there were people here who would auction him and his wife off for the sake of "interest", and that deep in their hearts, they still had a glimmer of longing for a better future.
Or, his father, who left home when he was young, could suddenly appear and save him.
However, the chef's process is still going on step by step.
The physical pain made him even more eager to be free from it.
But no one was willing to rescue him.
"Hahaha, son!" At this moment, a friendly call came to my ears.
He was becoming more and more desperate, but he couldn't help but cheer up, only to find that the person who made this shout was the chef.
A terrible thought popped into his head, making him feel like his soul and even his mind were about to be torn apart.
"Yes, I am the father you adored so much when you were a child!" the chef said sincerely, and his love for his child, at this moment, was more like a diner's craving for food.
The familiar feeling gave "Ingredients" the final despair. He no longer desired to live with his wife, but just wanted to die quickly.
He would never have imagined that such a thing would exist in this world.
His father gave birth to him as his son and doted on him throughout his childhood, with the intention of raising him as food.
Everything was meant to make his soul despair at this moment.
No matter what, he couldn't accept it all. The pain in his soul made him want to forget it all.
But the chef has superb cooking skills and rich experience.
He was prepared for this and immediately inserted a needle into his head. The vitality slowly entered his spirit, stimulating him to accept it all.
"Everyone, please watch carefully. Only my father, who is the food ingredient, can use his own vitality to stimulate the other party's spirit without polluting everything."
"I will use this method to force him to wake up and understand everything that is happening right now."
"Before that, let's eat the appetizer first!" As he said that, he placed another ingredient in front of everyone.
His originally closed heart was forced to open. He looked at his pregnant wife, and the anger and grief in his heart began to grow continuously at this moment.
Originally, after reaching a limit, he would faint and close his heart because he could not accept this mental change.
But he can't do that now.
The grief that exceeds the limits of the spirit is growing madly, as are the resentment and unwillingness of being powerless.
He hated all of this so much that the resentment even took shape at this moment and condensed around him.
However, everyone around maintained a learning attitude towards this.
This kind of resentment that goes beyond the limit can actually undergo such a degree of structural change?
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel itchy. If he could eat this dish, perhaps his own strength would be improved by several levels.
It is indeed a great dish that is served only once every few years at a gathering that never ends.
Lu Bai was among the crowd, watching everything with indifference.
When the opponent's resentment reached a new peak, a ray of light emanated from the endless land and pierced into the opponent's body.
It was also under the stimulation of this inspiration.
The ingredient suddenly moved, and then its flesh began to tear.
The chef looked at the unexpected situation and quickly started to deal with it.
He spent several years and resources to give birth to the offspring, raised him, and then prepared him bit by bit, just to make him into this dish.
If this dish is messed up, he will suffer a great loss.
His debts may force him to turn his body into a dish and serve it to others at some point.
Unfortunately, the chef was still a little slow.
I saw the food's body twisting, its flesh torn, and then all its bones broke out.
This bone is no longer its original white color, but has turned gray due to the endless resentment.
Hateful Bones, a special kind of undead life.
This hateful man rushed towards his wife at the first moment.
His empty gaze met the other's desperate eyes, conveying a certain emotion.
As a result, the deathly resentment in Yuan Zeng Gu's body became several times stronger, and the bone stabbed out, stabbing his wife and the fetus in her belly to death.
They already know the truth of this world clearly.
If they continue to live, what awaits them will only be endless torture in this world.
In this case, the only way to be liberated is through death.
As for the unborn offspring, he believed that it was a good thing for them not to be born into this world.
After killing his wife, endless resentment for the death erupted from his body, forming a vortex of resentment.
Next, it’s revenge!
