"What? Mengpo soup can be addictive?!" Jiang Fan was shocked again. This was completely beyond Jiang Fan's expectations!
"Yeah, I don't know if it's because Mengpo Soup has this side effect in the first place, but it can be eliminated during reincarnation. Or maybe it's because this Mengpo inheritor has specially improved the process, but Mengpo Soup is now extremely addictive, and the addiction is particularly strong!"
"Look, there's a brother who's having an attack!" The scarred man pointed to a skinny guy with a pale face and skinny body standing aside.
I saw him rolling on the ground, his face was ferocious, all the blue veins on his body were bulging, and his hands were scratching himself frantically, and he didn't stop even when he was bleeding!
At the same time, he kept yelling, "Ahhh! I can't stand it anymore! Quick! Give me some Mengpo soup!"
"Ahhh! It hurts so much! Please! Give me some Mengpo soup, I will definitely pay you back in the future! And I will pay you back double!"
However, no matter how loud he shouted, no one paid any attention to him.
Instead, they all stood by and laughed at his joke!
In fact, some people here have Meng Po soup in stock!
After all, some people are very powerful and can grab Mengpo Soup every time, which is far more than their share, so they store the extra.
But no one was willing to use Meng Po soup to save people. After all, in this place, obsidian was no longer a scarce resource.
Everyone is a master at the level of a land immortal. Killing ghosts is like killing a dog, and they can easily get obsidian.
So much so that on the seventeenth floor, all the ghosts were almost killed by them, and Jiang Fan didn't see a single one.
Only Mengpo Soup is a truly scarce resource. No one is willing to give it to others, and everyone wants to enjoy it alone!
Fortunately, although Mengpo soup is addictive, it will not kill people.
It's just that every minute and every second is worse than death, and no one is surprised.
"Then can't you just not drink? Just refuse the first time, then you won't be addicted, right?" Jiang Fan frowned slightly as he looked at the poor man's addicted appearance.
"Haha, you think it's simple. Meng Po has the Soul-Shaking Bell in her hand. Every time she is about to appear, she will wave it! And once the Soul-Shaking Bell moves, we will all become mindless puppets. We must obediently line up to drink Meng Po soup. No one can escape!"
"Oh, by the way, newcomers like you who have never drunk Mengpo soup will be at the front of the line and drink it first! This can be regarded as your newbie benefit. You won't have this benefit the second time. However, by then, you will be addicted like us! Every day you only think about how to kill a few people so that you can get to the front of the line!" The scarred man looked at Jiang Fan with a mocking look on his face.
"Then shouldn't you kill me? So that I won't take your jobs?" Jiang Fan couldn't help but ask, feeling really strange.
These people were fighting each other, but they didn't attack themselves. It was really rare.
Logically speaking, I am also their competitor.
"It would be so boring to kill you directly. I have to let you drink Meng Po soup once and feel the addictiveness before you die! Hahaha! There is no fun for us here. We just like to see you newcomers get addicted!" The scarred man said with a raised corner of his mouth, but his words were chilling.
No wonder Judge Mengtang, who held the Book of Good Deeds, advised Jiang Fan not to go to the seventeenth floor, saying that there was not a single good person there!
Now it seems that it is true!
This group of people not only want the other party to die, but also want to toy with the other party to death before letting them die!
It’s like when a cat catches a mouse, it doesn’t eat it directly, but plays with it to death!
"Are you scared? Hahaha! People on other floors say we are a bunch of demons, that our evil is ingrained in our bones, and that even if we drank Meng Po soup, we would still do evil!"
"That's bullshit! We are also forced by life!"
"What bullshit is this about human nature being good or evil? Human nature only has one instinct, and that is to live!"
"Who doesn't want to be a good person? Who doesn't want to live a happy life? Putting aside the addictive nature of Meng Po soup, it's actually quite comfortable after drinking it, because it allows you to forget a lot of worries, forget those bad things, and forget your own bloody hands!"
"But why do people choose to do evil even though they can forget about it?"
"It's because this damn Dragon City Prison won't let anyone out!"
"It only allows them to forget their past and live a good life. But it doesn't give us a place to live a good life, and won't let us go out! We are still locked up here, and over time, everyone will naturally become tyrannical! Naturally, they can only think of all kinds of ways to torture others for fun!"
"In ancient times, drinking Mengpo soup would give people a chance to be reborn! But now, after drinking Mengpo soup, people can only go to jail! This damn Longcheng Prison! These damn superiors!!!" The scarred man said viciously, full of resentment towards this place.
Jiang Fan didn't know how to respond, so he changed the subject and asked the question he cared about most: "Then...how can I find Meng Po?"
"You can't find it. Meng Po will only appear when she wants to. Otherwise, it will be useless even if you turn the entire seventeenth floor upside down."
"However, calculating the time, Meng Po hasn't appeared for three days. It will be soon, probably in the next one or two days." The scarred man replied.
"clang!!"
At this moment, a voice that resounded through heaven and earth suddenly appeared!
Wherever the sound reached, everyone stopped fighting instantly. They all looked calm and expressionless, as if they were being controlled by something!
At the same time, an ancient bronze bell suddenly appeared in the air!
That is the legendary Soul-Shaking Bell!
And with the appearance of the Soul-Shaking Bell, a slender and mysterious woman's figure also appeared!
She was dressed in white with a plain green robe draped over it. The fabric was soft and smooth, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently.
Her hair was combed into an exquisite bun with an undecorated chopstick stuck in it, but she still looked extremely noble. Her smile was gentle and kind, making people feel warm like a spring breeze.
Her temperament is elegant and mysterious, like a blooming lily, emitting a faint fragrance. Her every move is full of confidence and calmness, as if the whole world is in her hands!
In her hands, she held a pot and bowls, and was pouring soup into the bowls!
She! Surprisingly, she was the person Jiang Fan had gone through so much trouble to meet!
The successor of Meng Po!
Jiang Fan's mother! Feng Wanxi!
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