The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

The moonlight flows on the ice-blue ground, just like the broken gold on the ice and snow, which is blurred and confusing.The oversaturated blue is far and near outside the window, like some strange beast watching everything in the night.

This was the first time Guangzhou saw Fyodor Dostoevsky.

He walked into the room, and the door clicked shut behind him.Ivan leaned slightly behind him, facing the young man sitting in the middle of the room, his tone rising uncontrollably.

"Master, I brought you the person you want."

Guangzhou followed his gaze and looked at the young man.

It was an oversized room, with a balmy floor like the surface of a frozen lake in winter, with a deep blue beneath.When you step on it, you will feel like you are about to be sucked into the abyss.It seems to be a house transformed from an abandoned stage, and the top is also scary high. The dark roof is like a silent ice and snow castle.

But the room has obviously been well decorated, and it is clear that the people living here have high pursuit and aesthetic taste.There is a quaint violin next to the table in the middle, surrounded by various small Russian toys and knick-knacks.

And the person sitting behind the table in the center, what Ivan called the master, was a pale and sickly black-haired young man.

I don’t know how old he is, but he wears a snow-white three-eared hat on his head and wraps his ears tightly. It seems that he is very used to living in a cold area, and even the cool air in the house is full of ice and snow from Siberia. breath.

Ivan looked at the two from behind, his eyes were as hot as a moron in a tram.

It was only then that he discovered that the same thick black hair as black as ink, porcelain white skin like spring snow, and a beautiful expressionless face, at first glance had an astonishing resemblance, but after a while, he realized...

Guangzhou stepped forward and opened the stool, and sat opposite the young man.

——Sitting there in a strange posture with legs crossed on the stool, elbows folded and fists clenched on the forehead, it doesn’t look like he wants to talk to people, but Buddha, who has been in seclusion for ten years, is about to Like being possessed by a Saiyan.

Feordo, waiting for the other party's reaction: "..."

Ivan: "..."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Fyodor Dostoevsky." The man who called himself Fyodor spoke first, breaking the silence.His voice is in excellent condition, and it is easy to think of noble musical instruments with gorgeous sound, which is born with a sense of glamorous stagnation in the air.

Feordo looked through the Buddha's crossed arms in front of him, and continued to speak with a harmless face, as if the two were friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, turning a blind eye to the boy's strange movements: "Guangzhou Lord, Are you playing games?"

Guangzhou slightly changed his transformation posture, and then looked at him with a little interest: "What game?"

"Since the game is proposed by me, then the form of the game is up to you to decide. Poker, chess, shogi, or everything else you may think of." The Russian crossed his fingers and smiled calmly, watching with blood-red eyes It sounded a bit intrusive, and he didn't mention the reason for inviting people here at all. "If I win this game, I hope you will grant me a small request. And vice versa."

Ivan, who was standing behind, heard the words, and put these things on the silver tray, making a gesture of letting you choose.

The black-haired boy accepted it after pondering for a while.

He doesn't seem to be surprised at all what happened to a Russian architect who suddenly appeared in the secret base of the port mafia traitor, nor is he curious why he brought himself here, what is the purpose of playing the game, nor is he afraid What will the other party ask for.

Guangzhou ordered Ivan to bring a large piece of parchment enough to cover the tabletop, golden paint pens, and the shogi, chess, and playing cards that were originally stored in the silver tray were also disassembled and put aside for orders.

The boy wrote and drew on the parchment, and quickly outlined the lines of the eight-pointed star. He and Feordo were exactly in the center of the two sharp corners.

"This is a four-player game called 'Therealm of Dark Empire'. Two game members are needed to join." Guangzhou looked up at Ivan, and the gray-blue long-haired Russian architect got a signal from Feordo before pushing Opened the door of the old dance hall and kept the two inside.Ivan took out a black walkie-talkie outside and tuned to a certain channel to dispatch the nearest member of the station.

A few minutes later, the bloated middle-aged man and Ivan with gray-blue long hair sat on the other two sides of the central table.The name of the new middle-aged man is Pushkin. He is incompatible with the other two elegant aristocratic youths. He is full of the atmosphere of the market, with a bulbous nose and a big face. He is wearing a dusty cotton coat. He seems to be from some coal pile. When he came here, he could still hear the man's cursing and vulgar words before pushing the door.

After entering, the middle-aged man restrained himself a lot, he didn't know who he was afraid of, his small eyes caught between his fleshy eyes rolled around, he glanced at Feordo, and then began to look at the newly appeared black hair Boy, this kind of gaze that judges the value of the other party is instinctively unpleasant.

The Russian people and animals smiled harmlessly, and after briefly introducing a few people to each other, they began to guide the situation to move forward, "Please let our game continue, Mr. Guangzhou."

When Pushkin heard that he was going to play a board game, he lowered his guard a little, and slapped the table carelessly, the flesh on his face trembling, "Did the leader ask me to do this kind of thing? Okay, I'm the best at this kind of thing Come on. Tell me, what are you playing?"

"This is a game created by His Majesty. The rules are as follows. All human beings present please listen carefully—the rules are very simple, and you can remember them after listening to them. The two corners of the eight-pointed star are the territories everyone originally owned."

Guangzhou placed the dismantled chess pieces on the chessboard one by one, drew the layout of the chessboard on the parchment with one hand, and explained the rules of the game at the same time.

"This represents the biggest chess piece in the game, the 'Dark Emperor', who possesses the supreme power; the pink monster is a state beast, which can unconditionally resist an attack; Bandage Man No. [-] and No. [-] can eliminate the special abilities of other chess pieces. In addition, The bandage man No. [-] and No. [-] are mentally abnormal, and there is a possibility of committing suicide every three steps; the ghost knight has the ability to make other people ignore him, and can launch "sight induction" to lurk directly into the camp of other countries; When you get angry, you will explode yourself, and you need to shout 'Sinai' to launch a skill to complete a critical strike..."

Ivan: "..."

Pushkin: "..."

Feordo: "..."

Guangzhou talked about the rules for about 10 minutes, then looked at the three people in front of him and laughed, especially Ivan and Pushkin, their faces were so stiff and ugly, "The rules are simple, right? Human beings."

Feordo chuckled lightly: "Okay, let's start then."

after an hour,

"The Black Panther Knight was baptized by the holy water in the dark forest of Camorra, and activated the ability 'zone' to enter the 3/3 position of C5 area." Feordo said calmly.

"Hangkai, all the rubbish in front of me!" Guangzhou said with a deep expression, "The multi-handed monster brought the enemy alliance and descended on the front line of Area B!"

"Really?" Feordo rolled the dice and got the points, "Then, Bandage Man No. [-] triggers suicide, blew himself up and took away the surrounding chess pieces."

"Oh, naive. You will pay the price for your recklessness, because you angered the Durian Knight Commander, who is ambushing here, His Royal Highness-serial explosions, are you afraid of human beings?"

Ivan: "..."

Pushkin: "..."

Ivan and Pushkin, who didn't understand the rules at all, had already lost their families. They watched the remaining two people come and go with blank faces, and they were engaged in an offensive and defensive battle between countries.

After three hours,

"'You guys really can't do it without me.'" Ivan read the lines with no expression. He held the freshly baked reference book to check the skills, and then calmly used the ultimate move, "DectectiveEdogawa launched super reasoning ability , spying on the identity of the 23rd Battalion of the S camp."

"Cut, damn it! Did you make a mistake? You pervert know how to grab me and fight. This is a personal fight, okay? What's the matter with you helping Feordo fight me together——S-23, yeah Seaweed Warrior! Are you ready!"

Pushkin, who barely understood the rules, squatted on the seat, with a reference book of the same thickness on the other side, and a few hairs protruding from the hood stuck to his forehead, completely in a state of mind The image of a gambler, "Let me see, tsk! I forgot again, I still have this! Amethyst troll!"

The middle-aged man jumped out of a playing card and muttered, "Uh, what's going on—the amethyst troll evolves! Pair it with the third-level Myonier's Mansion and invade the 1/8th position of D area." Immediately afterwards, he smiled triumphantly, "Boss, your gray-haired orangutan is mine."

Feordo smiled calmly, and pressed the shogi on the table, "Boccadel Verit, your king is dead."

"What?!" Pushkin looked at his broken national lineup, and his face turned dark. Judging from his experience, this was already a precursor to the collapse of the army. What happened.

Another three hours later, Feordo fell into deep thought as he watched the scene filled with smoke and smoke on the table, his slightly closed eyes looked bewilderingly innocent, and he murmured softly, "Ah, it's all over together."

"..." Ivan finally woke up from the inexplicable state, he stood up quickly, "I'm sorry master, I'm going to prepare the meal now."

Pushkin looked displeased, "What are you doing?! You are missing one person after you leave, how can you continue?! Let's play another game!" This sentence was said to Guang Zhou, the initiator of the game, with an extremely eager tone. It is hundreds of times better than talking to his leader.

It's a pity that Ivan has already walked out in a hurry. It seems that as long as he walks fast enough, the addictive game can't catch up with him.

Feordo stared at the chaotic scene and fell into thought: "..."

Ivan, dressed in black and white deacon costume, pushed the door in, and Pushkin put his hands in his pockets when he got the signal, and walked out with a displeased expression on his face.Ivan quickly took away the scattered playing cards, messy chess pieces, and parchment drawn like a magic circle on the table, spread a white tablecloth, and placed the lit platinum candlestick in the center, followed by Western dishes on silver trays and matching silver knives and forks, and the old-fashioned radio behind played Tchaikovsky's music.

"please."

Following the movements of his subordinates, Fyordor put on a new black thick cloak, and the skin under the black hair became paler.Ivan didn't intend to sit down, and after all the meals were served, he just stood behind Feordo with his head bowed.

Taking a sip of the borscht, Feordo said softly, "The game just now is really interesting. Is this your own creation...? From a design point of view, whether it's tactics, strategies, or The skills are impeccable. If you don’t have strong memory, analysis, strategy, and even comprehensive abilities including psychological quality, you can’t win the game.”

This is not just an ordinary game, but an all-round spiritual and intellectual confrontation.

If only a certain aspect of intelligence is high in quality, it will not be possible to win the final victory.This is also the reason why Ivan and Pushkin were defeated one by one.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up, and his slightly curved red eyes were somewhat piercing.

The opponent this time is not ordinary.

Feordo squinted his eyes and skipped the topic of gambling games, as if he just sighed casually just now.He unscrupulously fabricated the identity of the leaver to test the other party.

"The person who just left is a very famous virologist in the world, Pushkin. He has made a lot of achievements in virology and molecular biology. As the inventor of supernatural weapons, Mr. Guangzhou must have a lot in common with him. Topic. However, Mr. Pushkin should be more accomplished in virology."

The provoked Dark Emperor suddenly raised his head, "It's just an ordinary person, how dare you compare it with Your Highness?"

In the melodious and lingering classical music, the sharp and bright knife in Feordo's hand cuts the mature steak, and the blood gurgles from the tender beef, falling on the white plate, and the dark mellow aroma The sauce came together.Accompanied by the crisp sound of the knife colliding with the porcelain plate, he chuckled, "Professor Pushkin has used viruses to complete many researches spanning centuries."

Hearing the words, the black-haired boy stared with disdain, his round cat eyes full of arrogance, "Unfortunately, His Highness's research field has broken through molecules, crossed atoms and quarks, and has come to the field of magic particles that no one can touch. .My Highness is not talented, the next research will be in the field of soul particles, I wonder if that person has done any research?"

Ivan who was listening behind: "..."

Believe me.

"..." Feordo was silent for a few seconds, calmly induced the conversation little by little, without any shame of making up random things, "The virus developed by that man can absorb the supernatural powers of two different hosts. "

"It doesn't take a week for His Highness to research the magic particles that can multiply and spread infinitely and can devour the supernatural powers of all human beings." The boy said proudly, crossing his arms.

The man's steak-cutting hand paused in the air, and then continued to move as if nothing had happened a few seconds later.

Feordo lowered his eyes, covering the flash of surprise and shock.The surveillance video of the auction that I had seen before flashed in my mind.

Everything this boy said should not be ignored as a joke.

Magic particles, by analogy, should be viruses that can eliminate all supernatural powers.If he wasn't exaggerating his abilities...

No one knew that he changed the originally arranged script and plan at this moment, and no one knew that the future pattern of Yokohama was completely changed at this moment because of Guang Zhou alone.

After a while, the man's voice sounded faintly, like a devil's bewitching sigh, "You should already know that I am the leader of the House of Death rats. Then, let me get to the point now. Mr. Guang Zhou, you have seen it too, right?" ——the current situation.”

"what."

The boy tilted his head and gave a short and incomprehensible response.

Why didn't that stupid virologist break his head with him?

Feordo continued on his own, "You are the leader of the abyss sellers, the inventor of all the supernatural weapons circulating in the market, and the source of this riot in Yokohama. It broke through the shackles of users, It also spreads the evil from the minority to the majority. The crime rate has risen, and the casualty rate of innocent people has risen, which is the evil that comes with the arrival of supernatural weapons.”

Feordo stabbed the tender steak lightly with the tip of the fork, and the saturated fresh juice overflowed with this action, his eyes as thick as the blood gushing out of the steak stared at the black-haired boy on the opposite side , as if trying to pull people into the red abyss.

"Your feelings should be the deepest. The relatives of the colleagues of the detective agency who are companions were affected by the thugs who possessed supernatural weapons and did not know whether they were alive or dead. The official's son was seriously injured, and even all the people involved in the investigation were unconscious because of these supernatural powers...isn't that right?"

No one knew why this man knew so many secrets, as if he had personally participated in those things.

Guangzhou used a knife and fork to carve the steak into petals one by one, and then stacked them on top of each other. The steak flower was beautiful alone in his dinner plate.

After he finished carving the work, he put down the knife and slowly picked up the fork on the other side to start enjoying from the top petals. After hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Feordo, "Hurt those humans Yes, it is not the great masterpiece of His Highness."

Feordo received a satisfactory answer, and said softly, "Yeah... the genius work used to protect the world and maintain balance has become the product of countless people's criticism. They foolishly use weapons as an excuse for their crimes. It's really shocking." People sigh."

"You want those people's souls to be redeemed from their sins." The leader of the international bandit group curled up his mouth, put down his knife and fork, and showed his palm to the opposite boy, as if showing himself I don't know if there is sincerity, "Look, you, who have a unique mind, are consistent with my goal, but the method is misused. In my opinion, there are only two ways to go down this road. One is to give these polluted souls death to redeem, and the other is to eliminate the source of evil by cutting off the source, those things that can take away life—that is, the so-called supernatural power.”

"Being an ally with me means that the road to the salvation of mankind will go further." Feordo slowly opened his invitation as he stared at the young man with red eyes capable of sucking souls.