Chapter 190
The diary obviously saw it, and its aura became more attentive, like a puppy with its tail about to wag: "I will help you become whoever you want to be."
But Lu Jiamu knew that it was not a harmless puppy.
The diary felt that it understood Lu Jiamu, and Lu Jiamu also understood it when it was alive, to the extent that he could tell the color of shit just by looking at its hips.
Although Fang Gu is still very enthusiastic and sometimes a little shy after he became an adult, it may be because he wanted to be a father for too long in his early years. If Lu Jiamu doesn't listen to him on something very important and makes him angry, or if Lu Jiamu suddenly plays a trick on him, he will suddenly exude a very faint fatherly aura.
Specifically, their attitude suddenly becomes a little cold and hard, they stop being rude, they talk less and start to act in a reserved manner but lose their logic. On the surface, they fully express their support and respect for him, but their expressions show a slight sense of distance, and they will walk away immediately but come back to talk a few times to test the waters.
Anyway, even if he came to ask Lu Jiamu for help, he would subconsciously put on airs and put himself in a dominant position, and would never be too attentive without limits, unless he had done something wrong, or felt guilty.
The more diligent you are, the more guilty you feel.
Because Lu Jiamu always sees through things but never speaks out, and is very good at pretending. He would even pretend not to notice and try to make it worse, pretending to be serious and repeatedly dancing around in Fang Gu's minefield, which resulted in Fang Gu almost never realizing that he had these little habits when he was alive.
Before, when it was just a notebook, Lu Jiamu had to guess its meaning through the handwriting and wording, but ever since it stole a body, his little thoughts could be seen at once.
It must have either lied among the large amount of truth it just told, or it must have told all the truth but concealed something by cutting out the beginning and the end.
Lu Jiamu wasn't sure which one it was, but he knew that this elevator card might be the last line of defense.
As the diary says, although the residents on the bottom floor of the Black Tower are important human resources, they are fixed on the first floor and not allowed to leave. It is obvious that they are just pawns that can be abandoned at any time.
The upper-level leaders must also have emergency tail-cutting plans. If a disaster occurs in the lower level, the upper and lower levels can be separated instantly to ensure the safety of the decision-making level.
It is not wise to start killing and robbing at the bottom level, so it must also take the elevator. This is the most fundamental reason why it has to speak in a nice voice now.
Once it gets into an elevator or enters the elevator shaft, its true nature may be exposed at any time, and no one can say whether it will be aggressive at that time.
Lu Jiamu began to play cards repeatedly.
Diary leaned on the bed and watched for a while, watching him repeatedly take out the card and put it back in, just to make her see it but not get it. She immediately realized that she should say something again, so she said with certainty: "You don't trust me. How do I look untrustworthy?"
Lu Jiamu didn't say anything, indicating that it should reflect on its own mistakes.
Diary thought for a moment, "You think I might hurt you, or Mom."
Lu Jiamu nodded: "This is just one of my concerns. In addition, I always feel that you are hiding a lot of key information from me."
The diary said, "Don't misunderstand me. Why don't you tell me what you think?"
"Recently, I suddenly figured out one thing, about why you are so persistent in returning to our world that you followed us all the way in a humble and pretentious manner. What benefit do you get from doing this?" Lu Jiamu suddenly said a false idea that he had been thinking about for a long time, "In fact, when you ghosts kill people, there is some kind of ownership issue, right?"
The diary suddenly stopped talking.
That means Lu Jiamu guessed it right.
In the previous few worlds, although they had come into contact with many bases that dealt with abnormal things, without exception, they had no research on the social form of ghosts and monsters, and tacitly assumed that ghosts had no social form. At the same time, they had no reliable information about the origins of ghosts and monsters.
There must be a certain order in which the ghosts appear, right? It's impossible that one day one-third of the village's population suddenly turned into ghosts.
And in fact, both in the ghost school and in Batty's dream, there have been big ghosts who can obviously command other ghosts to act, and both have shown a clear tendency to try to escape from their world.
In addition, the fact that the diary could command the soldiers killed by it and the soldiers killed by the ghost soldiers made Lu Jiamu gradually come up with a guess.
The first ghost that appears in every world, the ancestor ghost, may be special and have benefits.
Completely different from the common sense of previous bases, ghosts are also divided into camps and have a concept of inheritance.
"The people you killed turned into ghosts and belonged to you to some extent. You are the source of pollution, just like those soldiers outside. The ghosts killed and assimilated by other ghosts are not from the same source as you, and you are in a hostile relationship. That's why you have been hiding and clinging to us." Lu Jiamu continued to analyze, "That's why you are so eager to go home, you want to become the first ghost in our world. Become the ghost king?"
The diary paused for a moment, and suddenly sneered: "If you insist on thinking so, then I can't help it."
"If I say that I will definitely not kill anyone after returning home, you will definitely not believe it. After all, I am a ghost." It leaned back slightly and hugged its arms. Lu Jiamu saw through it. It put away the feeling of fawning and begging for mercy, and no longer avoided the main issue and pretended to be hypocritical. "You did guess one thing right. In this world where there are already many ghosts, I will be cannon fodder if I stay. There are not many living people here for me to assimilate. I can't form a large team to create a ghost domain. I can't beat them at all. Soon, a big ghost will find me and eat me.
But think about it carefully, you blockhead. Since there will always be ghosts in the world, if the first ghost is me, isn’t it better than someone else? At least we are friends, and I will listen to you. "
"And there are tens of billions of people in the world, why would I have to chase you and my mom and kill her? Is there something wrong with my brain? But the question remains, are you really that kind?"
Lu Jiamu is indeed not that kind.
He realized from the beginning that Fang Gu went crazy in the end because of the restrictions of the Wheel of Time and Space, but he did not tell his other companions when the world environment was still good. He had already started to go down a despicable and shameless path.
Now he knew that taking the diary home might cause the situation to get out of control, but he was still hesitating, which meant he was doomed to do something wrong.
It is difficult to move forward and do things that are good for everyone, and you may not be able to learn it no matter how many times others teach you. However, it is very easy to move downward and do the easiest wrong thing.
His dynamic values determine that although he is not a bad person, he is not a good person either. If there is no supervision, it is difficult for him to unswervingly do the right thing based on his own will. Now he just wants to do wrong things and bear the lowest price.
"Let's say, for example, I really want to kill someone when I go back." The diary waited for a moment, then changed its train of thought and continued to tempt, "Ordinary people's life span is limited. How many years can you live? Sixty years? Or eighty years? In such a short time, it is impossible for ghosts to completely invade the real world. You won't live to see the day when the world is completely destroyed."
"And if you really mind this, I can promise you that I will obey your orders as long as you live. The ghosts will appear a hundred years after you die, when you have no relatives left in this world. Is this condition okay?"
"And if you want, we can create a whole new world together, set new rules of the game, and make everything develop according to our wishes."
"Isn't this a good thing for you? Think about it, you blockhead. Do you really like the world as it is? Why do you have to think so much about people you don't even know?"
Diary stared at him, and seeing that he didn't seem to be uncomfortable with the remarks, she continued, "Our goals are not actually contradictory. You want to clear the level, and so do I. If you help me now, even if I am a ghost, I will protect you in the future."
"We can become a community of shared interests. Let's go back together and let everyone know the secrets about ghosts. That way, you won't have to worry about being banned from speaking and ending up like me. Moreover, the rules of the old world will be overturned, and the new world will establish the rules we want."
This is a brand new team invitation.
Lu Jiamu's guess was too accurate, and he could no longer pretend to be a pure little white rabbit, so he began to paint a big picture like a boss and threw out another blueprint. He promised that even as a ghost, it could accommodate him, and they could make a career together by any means necessary.
It will be the ghost, and he will be the only savior. The whole world will be in their hands. What a wonderful vision.
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