Chapter 4386 (Four Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Six) No Escape
He felt that the most important thing to say next was to prevent the other party from immediately putting him into more serious pain. It was best to follow the other party's wishes. Bin said: "It means... they actually seem to be... In fact...it seems...it's just the weeds themselves, so light and fluffy, they can't control their own lives." Although in his eyes, the blue-armored people are not human beings, at this moment, they are already the weeds themselves. Not even a human being, just a weed, but in front of the other party, he still said the word "life". Of course, when he said these two words, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, because in his impression, the word "life" was only used for Tiecang people like him.
"So, do you think they are different from the blue-armored people you saw before?" said the head with a handful of weeds painted on the left face.
"Yes." He answered.
"Can those blue-armored people you met before control their own lives?" said the head with a handful of weeds painted on the left side of his face.
"Yes." He replied.
"Can those blue-armored people who were tortured to death by you control their own lives?" The head with a handful of weeds painted on the left face asked again.
"They... they were... able before they were controlled by my superiors and some other people." He answered.
"If they could truly control their own lives before, would they still be abused like that by you?" said the head with a handful of weeds painted on the left side of his face, "Have you ever thought about it, they have been blue-armored people since they were born? Many things they do will be restricted by their status as Lanjia people. They will be despised, bullied and insulted just because they are Lanjia people! If they were Tiecang people, their lives would not be like that at all!"
After hearing this, the person who said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." felt as if he had said something wrong just now, even though he had tried his best to go smoothly. He told the other party, but he didn't seem to really follow the other party's wishes. He wanted to change the topic, so he said: "Maybe... maybe..."
The head with a handful of weeds painted on the left face said: "Now, do you still think there is any difference between the blue-armored people you saw before and the blue-armored people now?"
In fact, at this moment, he still felt there was a difference. He is not a blue-armored person and has never experienced the life of a blue-armored person. He cannot understand how many obstacles most blue-armored people have to encounter when they are growing up just because of their status as blue-armored people. This kind of obstacle is not that kind of The personal unknown obstacles that each person may encounter under different circumstances are foreseeable that those people have to face since they are born, and they are inevitable for a large number of people. He felt that the blue-armored men he had seen before were not comparable to the "weedy blue-armored men". He believed that the direction of the eyes of these blue-armored people could only be changed by the wind. When the weeds were blown, they could only bend. Let alone control their own lives, these people seemed to have no control over their own lives. Life was the same, as if they had never lived. In his eyes, the conditions of the blue-armored people he had seen before were much better. At least they could move on their own, and at least they had lived. In his eyes, there was a difference between life and death between the blue-armored weeds and the blue-armored people he had seen before. (End of chapter)