If each lollipop represents a human life, then how grave must her sins be!
"Miss, you can't refuse to eat these things. Have you forgotten the painful experience you had when you first came into this world?"
Despite the girl's angry gaze, the middle-aged man in the jersey still forced himself to say, "Why do we need to eat? It's because we are products of the Heavenly Dao. Only by eating the things here can we maintain contact with this world and avoid being rejected."
The girl naturally had vivid memories of her experiences when she first came into this world, and she would never forget them.
Because she chose to fast during that time, her body slowly began to wither and die. That was the first time she truly felt death since becoming a zombie.
At that moment, she felt no fear or dread, only unprecedented ecstasy.
She could finally die, and finally stop suffering.
However, just when she thought she could die peacefully, the zombie's inner thirst for blood erupted.
Her hunger strike ultimately failed, and she would never forget the horrific state of the man who died at her hands.
From then on, in order to avoid the same thing happening again, she would eat the blood of some animals to reduce her hunger and avoid going mad.
However, while she could accept it, everyone else, including her father, could not. As a princess, she had to eat the blood of livestock.
The blood-red lollipop appeared after that. After discovering that the lollipop was effective and seeing that everyone accepted it, she stopped objecting to it to avoid trouble.
But the truth turned out to be so cruel.
"So I've already said it before, drinking the blood of livestock is something you yourselves cannot accept."
The girl took a deep breath and said coldly, "You don't need to deliver the blood-red lollipops to me anymore. I will never eat them again."
“Miss, we’ve already said that animal blood is also acceptable, but it tastes terrible and won’t make us stronger at all.”
The middle-aged man in the yellow jacket continued to earnestly persuade them, "Human prejudice is a mountain. Even if we choose to show weakness, they will not let us go."
"You're saying all this just for yourselves."
However, the girl couldn't stop. "Don't talk about human prejudice. If we didn't hurt them in the first place, how could they have any prejudice?"
"Miss, if we want to become stronger, only humans with innate Dao bodies can help us!"
The middle-aged man in the yellow jacket continued, "Since we have the ability, why can't we make our lives a little better?"
“Yin’er, since you think you’re all grown up, then don’t be so naive.”
At this moment, the Night King finally spoke, his voice deep and serious, "If we follow your logic, why should all living beings in the world think about becoming stronger and getting rich? Wouldn't it be peaceful if everyone ate coarse food and wild vegetables?"
"I…"
Hearing this, the girl was speechless.
“Father knows that the reason you hate the identity of a zombie is because you feel that you are different and cannot accept the same way people look at you.”
The Night King continued, "However, once we, the Corpse Clan, become the orthodox and the noblest beings, everyone will think of becoming a Corpse Clan as an honor. What do gods and humans matter then?"
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