Spirit Boss - 104. Cain (middle)

The door opened again.

The wall lamp is lit, and it is a reception room measuring over 20 square meters. There are two semi-circular sofas and a round coffee table, and a tray of cups is placed on the coffee table. There is also a door opposite, painted black and shiny.

“Please sit down.”

Barr stood there unmoved, “Since you woke up a long time ago, you should be very clear about our purpose.”

“It seems that next time I can’t sleep for this long. Otherwise, the world changes too fast, and I won’t be able to keep up with the rhythm.” The smile in Cain’s voice grew stronger and stronger, “Who can imagine Baal, who has always been known as the angel of destruction? Would it be a sneaky way to come to the blood race world?”

Barr’s face brushed gloomily, “I am happy to make up for my way.”

“Not today.” Cain declined, “I have slept for too long. Give me time to stretch my muscles and blood.”

“Waiting at any time.” Barr snorted coldly.

“Oh. Then you took a human to the Bloody Night Mountain all the way to find me to fight?” Cain said.

Barr gritted his teeth: “You should be very clear who has been peeping around for so long? If I didn’t guess wrong, the forest of disillusionment should be your dream.”

“Not exactly.” Cain corrected. “It should be said that I used my consciousness to create the illusion on the basis of the original forest, and I am addicted to it.”

Barr snorted coldly, and said, “Turning a pig into a three-dimensional image is your indulgent pleasure?”

“Since it is a forest of disillusionment, of course I have to make something out of the ordinary.” Cain was obviously satisfied with his masterpiece.

Baldao: “Then they will be disillusioned when they know the truth.”

Cain said: “Isn’t it you who disillusioned them? You used the domain to move them out of the forest of disillusionment.”

Barr gritted his teeth: “That’s because of your damn rules!”

“Is it eliminated and identified?” Cain said with a hint of pride and joy that cannot be concealed. “The rules of the forest are the weak and the strong, and the selection is the same. I think this is very good and fair. As for the identification of the forest… Since it is disillusioning the forest. , Then of course we must use this geographical advantage as much as possible.”

Wang Xiaoming suddenly wondered: “If Barr did not remove the other players from the Forest of Disillusionment, would we be the two people who were not recognized and be eliminated?”

“No. Because before you started, the kids from Giovanni and Levono had been eliminated by other kids.” Cain didn’t mean to be upset at all. In fact, he always praised this kind of benign competition-as to how benign this benign is, then only God knows.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, “Huh?” Giovanni and Levono are not Michelle and Andy?

“But,” Cain paused, then said, “If there are twelve in the end, then there is no doubt…Bal can only use his way to enter the Bloody Night Mountain.” In other words, They did not receive the approval of the forest.

Barr frowned and said, “Why?” He even resisted killing the wolf.

“Because you broke the law of the forest.”

“The law of the forest?” Wang Xiaoming couldn’t help but think of the cute cat that can squeeze.

Sure enough, Cain said: “How can a tiger bark a dog and a wolf?”

Wang Xiaoming felt that his premonition was correct, “but it will meow at first.”

“Hmm. So the culprit didn’t pass the level either.”

Barr said in a huff: “What’s the difference between a tiger that can cat meow and a pig that doesn’t look like a cat?”

“The difference is,” Cain said, “The tiger is the test, and the pig is the idea.”

Wang Xiaoming: “…”

Barr was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, “Actually, for you, that tree is not a peach tree, but a tree with forbidden fruit, right?”

This sentence is like a time controller that sets the time at a certain point all at once.

Everything is dead.

“…” Cain didn’t answer.

Wang Xiaoming controlled his breathing nervously, fearing that his exhalation and inhalation would be too loud, destroying the tranquility in front of him.

After a while, Barr’s voice still sounded, “If Adam and Eve hadn’t stolen the forbidden fruit, there would never be a Cain in this world, whether it was a human or a blood.”

“There will be no Abel,” Cain said quietly.

…

Adam? Eve?

He had heard of these two, but…

Abel?

Wang Xiaoming was confused by the sudden change of topic, and couldn’t keep up with what they were saying.

Barr curled his lips. As far as his personality is concerned, this is the limit just now. As for whether the other party should listen or not, that’s his business.

“Since you already know our purpose, what’s the answer?” He was ready to roll his sleeves to solve the problem.

“Hmm. I want to hear you say it with my own ears.” Cain’s voice returned to its original cheerfulness.

Barr’s eyes narrowed slightly, but the cold light still flickered from his eyes.

Cain said: “This kind of opportunity may only be once every 100 million years. You can’t just waste it.”

Wang Xiaoming stood beside Baal, feeling a cold air that was spreading silently, and quickly said: “I want to ask you for help.”

Cain replied very kindly: “Oh? Let’s just listen.”

Wang Xiaoming plucked up the courage and said, “I want to ask you to make me a blood clan.”

Cain was noncommittal, “What’s the reason?”

“I want to be with Barr forever.” He spoke loudly and powerfully in every word.

The corner of Barr’s mouth raised slightly.

“This ideal sounds unattractive.” Cain said before Barr’s attack. “However, I have always been happy to help humans. If you can answer my three questions, I will help you.”

Wang Xiaoming said seriously: “You can ask.”

“Since you said you want to be with Barr forever, my first question is, how far is it forever?”

Wang Xiaoming was stunned, “How far is it forever?” If he has a computer now, he can search a lot on Baidu, but the answer is a bit…

Cain added: “I don’t accept perfunctory or sensational answers. I want specific images.”

Baldow: “Hidden in the dark, shrunken head, is it very specific?”

Cain automatically filtered this sentence.

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head, and the toes of his two feet began to rub against each other again and again. After a pause for about three or four minutes, he suddenly raised his head and said, “As far as the quotient of one divided by three.”

“The quotient of one divided by three?”

Wang Xiaoming explained kindly: “It’s an infinite loop decimal.”

Cain: “…” Of course he knew that it was an infinite loop decimal. He just never thought that this question could be answered in this way.

…

“Second question.” He said, “When you have eternal life, what do you use it for? Well, Barr, you can answer it together.”

Barr sneered: “Naivety is a disease.”

Cain quickly replied: “Stubbornness too.”

As the only good student on the scene, Wang Xiaoming answered the questions very seriously, “I will happily work hard every day.”

“Try to live every day? But that’s an infinite cycle of decimals. You might live the same life and do the same things every day.”

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Baer quietly, and whispered: “If you really can be with Baer every day, then the infinite cycle decimal is equal to the number of days of infinite happiness. I am very happy.”

“The infinite loop decimal equals the number of days of infinite happiness?” Cain repeated his words in a low voice. “What about your answer? Barr?”

“Anyway, I won’t use it to sleep and escape.” Barr said coldly.

“Well, the last question. If Wang Xiaoming accepts my first embrace, then he will become my child, the second generation of the blood family. Barr, even then you are willing?” Cain’s last sentence was obviously provocative.

Barr seemed completely unaffected, and said indifferently: “It turns out that too much sleep will degrade IQ.” He is already standing here, and why he wants to ask?

“…Then, come in.” The black door slowly opened, revealing a downward spiral. The oil lamps on both sides were already on, flickering.

Barr took a step forward.

“The first embrace ceremony of the blood family has always declined to visit.” Cain said.

Wang Xiaoming was terribly scared. His current mood is no different from that of going to the operating table. But he still took Barr’s hand and said firmly: “I can go by myself.”

Barr frowned.

There are very few rumors about Cain, and the few that revolve around the theme of sleep. He had seen the information about the blood family on Michael’s desk. Among them, there are only three about Cain, but there are more than 3,000 about Leslie. So it was difficult for him to tell whether Cain was genuine or fake this time.

“I’ll be back soon.” Wang Xiaoming promised again and again, and then walked down the tunnel nervously.

The black door closed heavily, blocking Wang Xiaoming and Baal in two worlds.

Barr sat down irritably on the sofa, pointing his finger at the cup. The cup rose slowly, floating in the air.

Then–

Barr moved his finger, and the cup rushed into the wall and broke into pieces.

The waiting time is always slower than the score.

Especially if you don’t know how long to wait.

During this period, Baal had countless urges to open the door and rush down. I’ve endured it for so long, if something happens at the last minute… it’s really too sick!

Even so, the torment simmered Barr’s heart like a slow fire. Especially the pictures of Cain approaching Wang Xiaoming’s neck constantly flashed in his mind–

“Damn it!” He waved his hand suddenly.

The whole coffee table can’t wait to hit the door–

The door opened.