The strongest infinite evolution system

Chapter 88 My Beacon
Wen Feng didn't speak for a long time, he was thinking carefully about what Yang Cong said just now!
As the second-generation host, Yang Cong must know more than Wen Feng and the others. Although he has never seen Yang Cong make a move, his strength is probably very terrifying.

However, Yang Cong kept silent about many things about Dead Space, and only when this information was useful to the team later, Yang Cong would speak out.

Of course, there were several times when Wen Feng tentatively asked Yang Cong, but Yang Cong's reaction could be described as strange. Whenever he wanted to give a key answer, he would quickly change the subject. After several attempts, Wen Feng didn't bother to ask him anymore. Anyway, when the team needed it, Yang Cong would speak up.

Therefore, Wen Feng always kept Yang Cong's teaching experience in mind, and began to draw inferences from it to deduce other useful information!
What Yang Cong said this time was very strange. He asked Wen Feng to define a set of road signs in his heart. What is a road mark is the standard of the bottom line of morality.

For everyone, the beacons in their hearts are different, because their world outlook, outlook on life, and values ​​are different, so everyone's standards for good and evil are also different.

A murderer and a teacher have similarly different definitions of crime. This is the beacon, which is made according to the concepts of different people.

It is an irrefutable fact that different eras and different environments will greatly affect a person's signpost.

But Wen Feng and the others, as the hosts of the dead space, or a traverser who travels through various planes, do they also need to formulate a beacon in their hearts?Then they will use their own strength to promote their own morality in various planes. Is this the purpose of the dead space and the system?

Wen Feng shook his head: "It's unlikely. Dead Space should not have its own criteria for judging good and evil. After all, it's too difficult to judge. So...is it like this?"

Wen Feng once read a book, which put forward a point of view, good and evil, there is no specific judgment, the conversion between the two is determined by the person, and cannot be measured by a standard. Then the purpose of the dead space is probably related to allowing the hosts to formulate their own beacons!
So, that is to say, Dead Space will not treat the host differently because he killed an honest person, or he saved a good person. That is not the purpose of Dead Space, so what is allowed by Dead Space , what is forbidden?

He shook his head, keeping all his reasoning just now in his heart. Wen Feng still has too little useful information now, and he has to wait for himself to experience a few more planes before he can draw a more accurate conclusion. !

Wen Feng turned his gaze to the other side. The battle on Shen Chen's side was over. He propped the black blade on the ground, panting heavily, and around him, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

His tears flowed down his cheeks drop by drop on the ground, splashing up small drops of water, and the bloodthirsty aura in his eyes just now began to slowly weaken.

Shen Shen's eyes slowly closed, and his trembling hands could no longer hold the black blade supporting his whole body. With a "bang", the knife fell to the ground, and Shen Shen's body also staggered, limp. To the ground!
"Wen Feng, the task is complete, you can go back!"

Yang Cong stepped forward, carrying Shen Shen on the ground behind his back, and Xiaoran beside him picked up the black machete that was on the ground.

Wen Feng, who was standing on the twentieth floor, watched this scene, and couldn't help but frowned: "Why did you bring someone with you? Our next plan is to fight against the tide of corpses!"

Yang Cong turned his head to look at Xiao Ran behind him, with a smile on his face.

"Why? Are you only allowed to save people and not me?"

Wen Feng shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and didn't say anything more, but put the dagger back in his waist, turned and left the residential building.

After several people returned to the car, Tom started the car directly. The car pierced the night like an arrow and disappeared into the abandoned city.

There is a lot of space in the car. Pan Di and Guo Yuan leaned against the unconscious Shen Shen on the back seat of the car. It has been half an hour since just now, and Shen Shen is still in a coma state. One can imagine how much stamina he expended when he broke through to the third level just now.

Yang Cong hugged Xiaoran and sat in the front co-pilot of the car. Originally, other people wanted to hug him, but Xiaoran seemed very shy, so he had to let Yang Cong hug him first, and the rest of the people were envious .

But Wen Feng was not in the same car as them, the space in the car was already taken up by them, so Wen Feng went to find another car.

"Wen Feng, where are we going at the next stop?"

Tom kept turning the steering wheel, the car dodged obstacles one after another, and the car was also constantly bumping.

Since the outbreak of the end of the world, basically these roads have been scrapped, and there are dusty vehicles parked everywhere, but the driver is nowhere to be seen, maybe dead, maybe dragged out of the car window and eaten, therefore, this road It's really not easy to go. Fortunately, Tom is looking for a car with a high chassis.

"Let's go to University J first. According to the original plot, the time now is just about the same!"

Wen Feng's voice came from the communicator. He drove a car and followed behind them, constantly monitoring the surrounding situation.

Although they have already left the gathering place, it does not mean that they are in absolute safety now. You must know that they are now in a zombie plane, and the damn system does not know when the plot will suddenly change. The most speechless It was the hidden mission triggered by them. The ghost knows when the huge corpse wave will attack J, maybe the group of monsters are already on their way to attack.

Xiao Ran was not as worried as many people. She looked at the scene outside the car window in surprise. This was the first time she had walked out of the gathering place. The scene of the end of the world was different every day. Everything creates curiosity.

And Yang Cong, who was holding her, continued to develop his career as a tour guide. He would answer whatever Xiaoran asked along the way.

"Hey, this guy has finally found the best combination with himself!"

Tom watched Yang Cong's eloquent explanation speechlessly, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

"I just hope this guy doesn't become a lolicon by then, and he has to take Xiao Ran out of this zombie world!"

(End of this chapter)