Chapter 118：

"What wish do you want?" the man continued to ask.

"I don't have a wish for you to fulfill." Shirou said.

"You are lying." The man said, "You are telling a lie. Just like you tell other people."

"I didn't lie." Shirou smiled.

"You can deceive others, you can deceive me, but you can't deceive yourself. Go and see your heart. Your desire and your answer are in your heart!"

A hand struck from behind, covering Shirou's eyes.

Then, the world went dark.

In the dark city, people come and go.

This is a sinful city, with no order or rules, full of criminals, and terrorist attacks all the time. The criminals, residents, and Fujimaru Shiro totaled 370,000. Suppose that Shiro Fujimaru was thrown into this city with 10,000 yuan. One of the villains wants to kill you for money, so what will you do?

"Of course I killed him to save my life."

"Even the innocent people are involved."

Shilang calmly listened to the mud's will to complete the answer for him, and then Shilang had a machine gun in his hand.

The gun suddenly fired a bullet like an automatic machine, killing everyone who looked at it.

"Correct. This is Shiro Fujimaru."

Shi Lang looked at the sea of ​​blood in front of the corpse mountain very calmly, the fire in his eyes did not even flicker.

"Fujimaru Shiro, who shot everyone in order to kill a villain, became a famous executioner and villain in this city. The gang in this city believes that you are a threat and want to kill you, what will you do?"

A dazzling flash of light lit up in front of his eyes, and as the bomb exploded, everyone who looked at him turned into silt in the sea. This is the answer that should be Fujimaru Shiro, in order to survive, so carry out the killing. The guilty and the innocent are all strangled.

"Correct."

Then the game continues. From a single person, to a small gang, and then to a big gang. In the end, Shiro Fujimaru, who killed all of them, survived, no longer threatening his life.

Shiro Fujimaru, who had ended his life crisis, finally returned to his warm home. There are parents and relatives who are older souls, as well as today's parents and relatives. But Shiro Fujimaru finally discovered that it was his relatives and friends who threw him into the sin city, and it was his relatives and friends who put him to death. How would Fujimaru Shiro choose?

The answer is right here-

"Have you played enough?" Shirou turned around and looked at Sakura behind him.

From the beginning of the game to the end of the game, Shi Lang's face has always been flat, even so far, it is flat. Because these are mud answers, not his inner answers.

"This is not a game, but your wish. I'm just answering your heart." Sakura said.

No.

It shouldn't be called Sakura, but rather the will of the mud transformed into the human form of Sakura.

"This is not my wish, let alone my answer. You are just observing my behavior and asking and answering yourself." Shi Lang shook his head, and then asked: "Human behavior can be observed, but the human heart cannot be observed. . Can you put it upside down again? Let me tell you my answer."

With a wave of Mud Will, the scene returned to the murderer's sex.

"I have a machine gun in my hand and I will not kill him. I will threaten him to lay down his weapon, and then threaten innocent people around him to tie him up." Shi Lang said.

"Yes. It affects innocent people, this is Fujimaru Shiro's answer." Mudushiji said.

"I will set a code of action for him that cannot be violated. Once violated, I will remove his nails and sprinkle salt on his wounds. I will reward him with ten yuan for one practice and praise him. "Shi Lang said.

"What does this mean?" Mu Zhihui was puzzled.

Shi Lang did not answer, but proceeded on his own. Set guidelines for the wicked, punish for violations, and reward for practice. Gradually, the wicked learned to act by the rules.

"This is not what Fujimaru Shirou should do!" Mudushiki said.

Shirou didn't have the will to deal with the mud, he took the wicked as the center and pulled up a small gang. Give goals in stages, formulate guidelines, reward good and punish evil, read and discuss daily, and launch models to praise honors and rewards every month.

"Stop it! This is not Fujimaru Shiro's answer at all!" Muzhiwill shouted.

Shi Lang went his own way and gradually expanded the gang. There were battles with other gangs, there were victories, there were defeats, there were casualties, and there were sorrows... But in the end, Shiro ruled this sinful city.

He gave order to this sinful city.

"Stop! Stop! This... this is not Fujimaru Shiro's answer at all!" Mu Zhihui shouted, waving his hand to annihilate all illusions.

Shiro looked at it calmly, smiled and said, "This—is Fujimaru Shiro's answer."

"Impossible! You are a man who will do anything to live! Even if you kill your own relatives, you will not hesitate!" Clay Will yelled.

"I can't do it." Shilang shook his head and said, "I used to think so. But my heart has been split into a path of freedom. I will no longer deceive myself and others. I want to fight the meaning of fighting. Not to survive, but to be able to meet important people with a smile again."

"Then your answer should be to kill everyone!" Mud Will said.

"Why do I have to kill everyone to survive? Or, why do I have to live with such a low quality?" Shi Lang asked back.

"What do you mean?" Mud's Will asked.

"Why can't I establish order and establish an order where everyone can live in peace?" Shiro said, "Because I am a mortal, because I am weak, because I live at the bottom. So I know the suffering of the weak, I know the pain of the bottom and the pain of being involved in the flames of war. So I have to establish order, be kind, hold the law, treat people with kindness, and rule people by law. Let me, let more people, enjoy the gentleness under this sky ."

"You can't do it, because you are a mortal!" The Will of Mud concluded.

"If you think about failure before you act, wouldn't there be no way to solve anything?" Shirou smiled.

The Mud Will stared at him blankly.

Shilang walked to it, those bright eyes looked at it, and asked: "You are called Angola Manuel, the evil of this world, right?"

The will of the mud speaks for itself.

"But I won't call you Angola Manuel." Shi Lang said with a smile.

Mu Zhihui raised his head and looked at Shirou's eyes like a fire in the human form transformed into Sakura.

"Because that is not your name. It is just a name imposed on you by others." Shirou said, "You are also a weak person, and you are also a mortal. You are no different from me. Therefore, the order I want to build must also protect you from harm. ."

Shirou turned around and walked towards the muddy sea.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Zhiwill couldn't help asking.

"I'm going to open the way to freedom for us, for you, for the weak." Shirou turned his head and smiled at him. The leisurely smile, as if the snow melted.

The clay figure looked at Shirou blankly, not knowing what to say.

Shi Lang entered the mud sea.

The crime of rebellion, intimidation, ** crimes of destroying and abandoning the seven deadly crimes...Negative, deny...Kill, kill, kill, kill——! ! !