Chapter 52 The selfish water seller

Author: Crowtopia

Chapter 52 The selfish water seller

"There is a story like this. Everyone went to the mountains to pan for gold, but someone discovered that the gold diggers were short of supplies and made a lot of money by selling water to the gold diggers."

Wuming and Patch were walking side by side, and Wuming was telling Patch a story.

Patch said: "So you provide services to the Faded? They become kings and you charge a service fee?"

"I'm talking about how to bribe those miners in the future." Wuming patted his bag.

Behind him were two huge packages, dragged on the ground. One contained a whole pig and a whole cow, which were full of spices and sea salt.

Wuming now wants to follow Patch to the portal. Because Patch said it was not far away, Wuming left the golden chariot in the church and returned the war horse to the Kaidan mercenaries, asking them to be on guard.

The first time I went to the mine was mainly for surveying and checking out the points. In order to save the use of returning bone fragments, only two people went there this time. Patch led the way and Wuming was responsible for capturing and occupying.

Patch told Wuming the general situation of the mine:

"There are miners who use magic to mine, and there are several corrupt dependents. They are all quite dangerous."

"Isn't it ownerless? Why is there still someone?" Wuming asked.

"How do I know? But people like to stay in their own comfort zone and rely on this for their whole life. Maybe they don't know what to do after leaving mining." Patch said, "They have been domesticated by the ore."

"Can people really be like this?" Wuming didn't believe it.

"Isn't that what you are?" Patch walked up to Wuming and showed his bald head.

"Me?" Wuming said, "My road is not easy."

"It's not easy, but it's fun." Patch said, "Those two faded ones, it's not good for you to force them so much. They are no match for the Suzhu Hunters."

"What are you afraid of? They can be resurrected." Wuming said.

"This is not the era where people can be resurrected as long as they have the will. Even in that era, not everyone can withstand the poison of life and would rather embrace the embrace of death." Patch said, "This is the mentality of the old man.

, it’s time to change.”

Wuming responded lazily: "How to change it?"

"Learn to be selfish," Patch said.

"Huh?" Wuming was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Patch said: "You think that everyone has a future, and as long as you treat them well, they can grow into heroes. So even a weak immortal is as important as a faded person who has been trained for a long time. Because of this concept, even if you sacrifice one

Two faders are worth it as long as they can save the majority of people, right?"

Patch was silent for a moment and sighed:

"Usually people who think like this are hypocritical guys. I will only laugh at them hatefully and appreciate their ugliness when they face a desperate situation. But you are not, you are just a lunatic who can even sacrifice himself."

Wuming blinked, but didn't understand. After a while, he gave a thumbs up:

"Selfless dedication is a good thing."

Patch patted his bald head, feeling helpless:

"I was really fooled by that idiot with big limbs."

Wuming was unhappy:

"Say I can. If you slander my idol, believe it or not, I will beat you up again. That is my beacon."

"That's the problem." Patch said, "You're not really selfless. You don't understand selfishness, so how can you be selfless? You just act recklessly towards your own beliefs.

"You are a guy who doesn't think about yourself, but others are not you. You can't understand what people will do for their own lives and for the things they cherish, and you can't understand their feelings and desires. When you do things, you don't

Consider other people’s feelings.”

Patch looked back at Wuming and stared into the deep eyes under the protective mask:

"This is what I think is scary and crazy about you. I don't know what your goal is, but I know that you can sacrifice any individual for the goal, even yourself.

"I've known you many times, and the ending is the same every time. Your faith gives you a strong will, allowing you to eliminate all obstacles in front of your goal until you reach that goal. Then... destroy yourself."

Patch showed a mocking look:

"You also know that I can't understand that kind of belief. To me, living is the most important thing."

Wuming was silent for a moment:

"Still blaming me for the rat thing?"

Patch curled his lips: "You saved many people, and those people you saved died for you. I don't know the meaning of this. The sun can warm everything, but it can also melt everything. If it expands too much,

It will collapse, leaving only a dark void."

Patch was a little sad:

"Everyone looks like a martyr who is willing to sacrifice his life without regrets at any time as long as he can achieve his goal. Don't they understand that only by living can they have a future."

Wuming also sighed: "You are right, life is indeed important. I can't help it. I didn't even have a 'self' in the past, so how could I know how to be selfish. I still can't remember my name."

"That's right, otherwise your beliefs wouldn't be so stubborn." Patch said, "You remind me of a person."

"Who is it?" Wuming was curious.

"Queen Mallika." Patch said, "She is as inhuman as a god. She just pays attention to the law. Mallika at least had a lively and lovely period. You have had this virtue since you were conscious."

"I'm a man, so I don't look the same." Wuming said.

"Is that the point?" Patch glared.

"You said I don't look like a human being?" Wuming glared back.

He always grasps the key points very well.

Patch was angered by Wuming's attention:

"I finally said something profound, and I let you hear it without buying a ticket. You just listened to it, right?"

"Wait..." Patch suddenly paused, calmed down his emotions, and rolled his eyes, "Theoretically, you shouldn't be an idiot. With this kind of attitude...do you still have a trump card?"

Wuming Xiaoxiao:

"Again and again, not again and again, so this time I did not become a king, but did business."

Wuming clenched his fists:

"A truly strong person can crush tragedy. Anyone who dares to cause trouble should wait to be repaired by me."

"You're so domineering. Then why are you so embarrassed about the Suzu Hunters?" Patch teased.

"There are often customers who feel that returning bone fragments is too expensive." Wuming said, "It's not that he can't afford it, but that he is unwilling to pay so much for insurance."

Patch understood what Wuming meant and stopped talking.

Wuming started to talk more. He dragged two huge bags around Patch and looked at him curiously:

"You don't usually talk so much, but you care about the lives of a few strangers? What's wrong with you?"

Patch scratched his head and said impatiently:

"Because I am a loyal man and don't want to see my friends lose their lives because of strange obsessions."

Wuming didn't expect to get such an answer. He was stunned for a moment and laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Wuming said.

"It's not that you won't die, you'll just be resurrected," Patch said.

"That's right." Wuming smiled, "Speaking of this, I still feel that my resurrection is inexplicable and I can't find the reason. You are different. Every time I meet you, you seem to have adapted to the current era.

.How did you do it?”

Patch raised his index finger in front of his mouth, mysteriously:

"secret."

Wuming was disapproving of Patch's mysteriousness and said:

"Why do you seem to know about Queen Mallika? Are you very familiar with her?"

"Queen Marika is familiar with her all over the country, so the faded ones who have lost their memory don't know her," Patch said.

"You said that the sun will collapse, which is very similar to the argument of the pyroxene magicians. Have you learned from Se Lian?" Wuming asked.

"I have my own channels." Patch answered vaguely.

He skipped the topic and pointed forward: "We're here."

As expected, it was not far away. The two of them chatted all the way and arrived there in a short while.

The portal is located in the Dragon's Breath Ruins in Lake Yakir.

This used to be a gathering place for many immortals, begging the flying dragon Aqir to burn themselves to death with dragon flames. Now those immortals are attracted to his new round table as workers.

There were only a few dogs left in the ruins, and some rats that had taken over the basement.

The two of them easily cleared away the rats and opened the portal.
To be continued...