"… forget it."
Russell shrank into a smaller group and didn’t want to pay attention to the bad days when he kept making bad ideas.
"Are you afraid?"
The bad day hit the nail on the head and pointed out that "you are afraid that your imitation will make the kingfisher fear you and hate you;" You are also afraid that after reading her heart, you will not find the love of your lover from her heart, but treat you as a younger generation and a younger brother … right? "
"Gentle people are gentle to people. She is such a gentle person … I am afraid of it."
"More than that."
Bad day smiled. "I think … it’s because you vaguely realized that you value that answer the most, or that the law is imitated."
Pay most attention to the answer …
Is it love?
Smell speech Russell shocked.
He soon realized when the bad day was discovered … it should be when he met Morgan.
"What do you Morgan agree that you are not a blue songbird?
"Because you don’t have the kind of love for her in your imitation, you have imitated it very much, and your heart is already very painful, but love is not the kind of thing that will bring pain."
Bad day hands holding chest very sure replied.
Chapter 12 My name is Rotten Day
"… you said as if you were very experienced"
Russell frowned.
The reason is that he is still a little sleepy after eating, and finally he is completely awakened by the bad day and can’t sleep anymore.
He rolled over and sat on the sofa honestly.
Although this is said from the mouth of a bad day, it must be a little weak …
But Russell did vaguely feel it, so he decided to listen to it.
"There is no love in your imitation as Byakki Smoker can’t see true love in her eyebrow eye.
"This is also very reasonable. Unless you are a narcissistic pervert, who can look at yourself in the mirror and look at it with affection?"
Bad day a serious, very sure said
Although there are many points in his words, it is really worth Russell’s serious consideration.
"You finished the migration, didn’t you?"
"What’s your psionic real name?" asked the Bad Day.
"artifact"
Russell made no secret. "I think this psionic power has two meanings.
"One is to accept the artifact, and the other is to accept the soul artifact"
Now he has completely understood that the bad Japanese foundation is his uncle or uncle … and he still has no children of his own, so he regards himself as a child-rearing type and is undoubtedly a trustworthy person.
Although it is somewhat "the most dangerous thing is when it is safe and bad", it is also a few people who Russell can share the secret without hesitation.
"… not imitation, but other people’s souls?"
Bad day is a little surprised at this answer.
He soon realized the problem. Wait, do you know what your psionics mean?
"Maybe you can become a church saint."
"… the church?"
"The’ true God’ they are pursuing is to combine all people’s consciousness through the way of thinking … so as to realize the’ integration of body and subconscious’.
"Don’t you think your soul is the prototype of this idea? Have you ever wondered what you are if you have enough personality? "
"You mean …"
Russell was slightly stunned when he heard the words. "Small … God?"
Accepting the soul, will and heart of others makes it possible to comfort and fulfill his wishes.
"Not necessarily a small god."
The Bad Day said meaningfully, "Why don’t you guess what will happen to the Cyber Church if you can accept half the human soul in this world?"
"Continue to cultivate me and seal me as a saint after my death? Or dig out my brain and make it into a real’ sacred’ device? "
Russell guessed.
Bad day laughs at a "you just don’t understand the church.
"According to my understanding of them … if you can accept half the soul of this world, then they will not hesitate to kill the other half. In this way, human beings will directly complete their mission of" returning to God ".
"In that case, you will have the strongest holy rank power in the world-the holy rank power of the name’ God’ is strong enough to transform the world and create a new world … this is the future that the church expects.
"But in that case, do you think you can still have your own personality?
"In this case, if the number is reduced … how many people do you think you can maintain your own personality limit?"
Such realistic and cold words are like ice water immersed in Luo Su’s heart.
Let him slightly surprised and instantly became calm.
"You mean … I imitate’ love’ by psionic method?"
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