In the inner city of Jing'an City, in a room filled with various mechanical parts, Tian Mo, his electronic eyes flashing constantly, was sitting at a table busy.
He raised a mechanical prosthesis and tapped it gently. The pupil of the electronic eye shrank with a sound and began to emit red light to scan. Then he nodded with satisfaction.
Making this kind of prosthesis suitable for ordinary people is much easier than building a tank.
He picked up a piece of paper beside him. It contained the height, weight and other data of the disabled people recorded by Xu Qingsong.
"What are you doing? You've been busy since you came here."
Tian Mo smiled, the left half of his face showing rich expressions, while the right half, the mechanical face, was cold and icy. "Ling Lan, Xu Qingsong and the others really went to the wilderness."
Ye Linglan now looked bitter and resentful, even her hair had turned a lot whiter. The bud on her shoulder twitched when she heard this. "What? That kid really went?"
"Not only him, but also Meng Yi and Cen Qiyun, the two people we met earlier, were there. It can be said that all the believers of salvation were there."
"..." Ye Linglan was silent for a moment.
Tian Mo didn't care and said to himself:
"Xu Qingsong came to me the day before yesterday and spent all his wealth to help those disabled people. Ling Lan, even Luan Shan didn't do that, let alone us.
Since we captured Jing'an City, have we really looked at those people more than once?"
He laughed at himself:
"I was still suspicious, thinking it was a trap set by Meng Yi and his gang.
As a result, Xu Qingsong really took out all the money, and when the money was not enough, he said he would go to the wilderness to make money.
I don't believe it. I am convinced that they have ulterior motives. Am I not worth much more than hundreds of thousands?
I think he only boasted like that because he didn't understand how dangerous the wilderness is after a disaster.
So I told him about the risks of being in the wilderness, and I thought their acting wouldn’t go that far…”
… “I’m a little person.”
Tian Mo shook his head, "Because of my suspicion, I personally saw the three of them walk out of the city gate this morning and didn't try to stop them.
I think the doubt in my heart is in knowing purity..."
Tian Mo, aware of his own words, glanced at Ye Linglan, and seeing that her expression remained unchanged, he continued:
"After learning about the situation of the disabled people in Hong'an City, instead of immediately offering help, he first verified his suspicions..."
He made a concluding speech:
"I'm still... such a little person."
He continued to work busily, with the clanging and clattering of things, while Ye Linglan looked at him without saying a word.
After a long time, Tian Mo stopped what he was doing, and the prosthesis was useless.
He threw these things aside in frustration, stood up, looked at Ye Linglan, and said solemnly:
"Ling Lan, I'm hopeless in this state, but you're not going to die immediately after you go to Shen'en. If what Cen Qiyun said is true, you still have a chance to be redeemed..."
Ye Linglan's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean you're hopeless?"
Tian Mo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
"I would have looked it up even if you hadn't told me. What was that book? 'The Joy of the Gods'?"
Tian Mo shook his head and smiled, "This book doesn't even talk about what happens when you're abandoned by God..."
He decided to tell the truth.
"With my body structure, I will die immediately after losing the power of the Iron Creator's grace. How many seconds can I live?
But you are different, your body still maintains most of the human structure, you can live for a long time even without divine grace!
You have a chance!"
He waved his arms a few times, his electronic eyes flashing faster and faster. "You really should hear the name of salvation."
Xu Qingsong and the others could do this, and he began to vaguely believe in salvation!
Ye Linglan smiled sadly and shook her head:
"Do you really believe this? Are there really such gods? Can you receive blessings just by chanting their names?
...Nature is no longer merciful!"
The vines on her body were restless.
She turned and left, and before opening the door, she tilted her head and said, "Besides, if you're gone, what's the point of me living?"
Tian Mo stared blankly at the other person as he left, then sighed.
He sat down and continued to make the mechanical prosthesis.
No matter what, the disabled people in Hong'an City should be helped.
If Xu Qingsong hadn't come to him, he really wouldn't have paid attention to those people.
After being a charismatic for a long time, even if one is more "helpful" than other charismatics, one may have unknowingly lost a lot of compassion.
He touched his left chest, and it was still the human heart.
Tian Mo shook his head and sighed. He hadn't noticed it during the two months on the road, but now that he had arrived in Jing'an City, the protection of the Iron Creator began to slowly fade away.
Maybe it's because I've been thinking too much lately?
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