【container】
A name that carries a specific connotation.
It doesn't refer to a specific item with special effects, but rather represents a type of person.
One type is a special group of people who are carefully selected from the moment they are born and meet certain conditions.
Their existence instills corresponding tasks, and everything, including personality and even ideology, is arranged and cultivated in the desired direction.
Their purpose in existing is to ultimately achieve the corresponding conditions.
It may contain certain souls, or possess certain items, or at some point be ignited as kindling...
For the organizations that cultivate containers, there's no question that they paid the price and reaped the rewards of success.
It is a matter of course.
But for the person involved, it is incredibly cruel.
Everything he perceived, the people he met, and the things he thought were all arranged and monitored by someone.
He has no self, his beliefs are all pre-designed, no one truly loves him, and he owns nothing of his own...
No, it's not entirely absent either.
They still have something that belongs to them.
die.
I cannot decide how I am born, but I can decide how I die.
Once the truth is revealed, most of the containers will go insane and eventually die.
However, this death is not the peaceful demise of the self.
Those who manipulate the fate of others will eventually taste the bitter fruit of their actions.
Containers often retaliate fiercely before self-destruction, transferring some of their pain onto the other.
No organization wants to see such an outcome.
Therefore, almost all organizations set corresponding restrictions on containers to destroy them before a backlash occurs.
Except for one organization—the Watchmen.
If it comes to opposing the gods, the Watchers will stand firmly on the side of humanity and the world.
They might even be qualified to call themselves saviors.
But is a savior always a good person?
There is no such regulation.
Nothing exists simply; everything has its complexity.
The Watchers are not purely benevolent.
If we had to categorize it into a faction, it might be a neutral faction that leans towards good.
However, we are not intolerant of any evil.
To condone a certain degree of madness and evil is also a tradition of the Watchers.
This is the only organization that appears normal on the outside but reveals a crazy nature deep down.
This way, while not prohibiting container culture programs, it won't impose any constraints on the other party.
Fate will not close all roads; there will always be a path to success.
They have always firmly believed in this conviction.
And this is the way out that the Watchers have left for the containers.
The opportunity to have a sense of self.
If the "Sword Bearer" is merely a specially trained "container," then his own will is actually unimportant, and thus will not affect the existing power distribution.
If not, then there's more to it than that.
However, Ning Feng was not fighting alone; he had other helpers.
Following the path in his mind, Ning Feng bypassed various security systems and passed through layers of barriers to arrive at this special place.
An old building that looks out of place with its surroundings.
Silently pushing open an ordinary door, Ning Feng picked up the lantern hanging on the door and slowly walked down the dimly lit steps.
After traversing a long, dark underground passage, Ning Feng finally arrived at his destination.
The laboratory of the legendary spellcaster, Aiger.
I wonder if this is a unique taste of Etam.
Despite being one of the most powerful people in the court, he chose to locate his laboratory in such a dark and secluded place.
He was used to the darkness, used to this kind of environment.
Just like rats living in the sewers, they never leave their nests.
With his back to Ning Feng, Aiger, dressed in black robes, was intently working on an experiment.
"You've arrived."
---Aside---
I actually have no problems, but my boss is worried and wants me to do a very detailed test.
They called me to the hospital unexpectedly. I'd better pay out the 1,000 I have on hand first, otherwise I'll lose my perfect attendance record.
I'll finish the minimum of 4,000 words for today first.
I need to have a chest X-ray, complete blood count, and C-reactive protein test...
Ugh, so annoying.
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