The days of living with the god of death

"Do you like this answer?" Sitting in the classroom, biting a puff, Zhou Ming asked Death, who was busy playing games next to him. "You said that giving people hope is the best way to extract the essence of a person. Now that you have seen them become like this, what is their essence?"

"This answer doesn't have much freshness for me." The Grim Reaper focused on manipulating his character. "A lot of people ask me to give them another chance after they die, and when I ask them why they need to live again, their answers are often dull and boring. I was originally curious that in the past when I When making that assumption, I only thought about what would happen if one person had the opportunity again, and now I want to see what happens to a group of people who have the opportunity."

"But this result is meaningless at all." Zhou Ming said listlessly, "They all reacted the same way, waiting for good luck to befall them again. You have to admit that it makes sense, I can be reborn What is impossible? If I mess up something, I can do it all over again with luck, so what else can’t be done by my luck? "

"Yeah, you're right. They all reacted the same way." Reaper stopped what he was doing and stared at the computer screen in a daze. "This is the most boring place."

"Huh?" Zhou Ming never expected that Death's focus would be here.

"What is the way to distinguish one person from another? Name? Appearance? No, these can be repeated. What really makes a person one person rather than another is his choice. Now this group of girls has With the same opportunity, they have countless possibilities to choose, but they only chose one." Death said in an erratic tone, "What's the difference between them?"

"I don't know, I think girls are pretty much the same, and someone as weird as Lin Xiaoshu can't be called a girl." Zhou Ming waved his hand, "Besides, there were so many people in the dessert shop at that time, and no one wanted to be in front of others. Doesn't he look outstanding? This feeling is very uncomfortable."

"You mean, different from others?" Death tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ming.

"Yeah. It's a very insecure thing to be different from others. Because you don't know whether you are doing it right or wrong. It doesn't matter if you are the same as others, but if you do it right Fortunately, it’s just being hated by others. If you make a mistake, you will be ridiculed. How can others be right, but you can’t?” Zhou Ming talked with experience, “Besides, it’s embarrassing to be different from others. Do you think Think about it, everyone around you is talking about exo, but you don’t like exo and you don’t understand it, what do you want to talk to others? Only when there is a common topic can you talk. Think about it when others are happy talking about exo, you intervene In fact, I prefer hell so close, isn’t this just embarrassing? Others will think that you don’t know how to be a human being and don’t look at people’s faces.”

"You human beings are really tired." Death finally came to a conclusion.

"It's okay." Zhou Ming shrugged, "After you get used to it, you will find that it is quite easy. I just do what others do."

"But have you ever wondered why this universe produces so many human beings?" Death asked solemnly, "Since you all seek to be the same as others and there is no essential difference between you, then the creation of the universe What are so many of the same creatures doing?"

"Uh..." Zhou Ming scratched his hair, he really hadn't considered the problem from such a profound angle.

Why did the universe create human beings, and what are they doing?

But he instinctively felt that this question should be answered with caution.

After all, the person who asked him this sentence was not someone who was very idle and misunderstood, but the god of death.

If he makes a wrong answer, maybe the god of death will destroy all mankind.

"Maybe it's because similar people gather together to form a new force?" Zhou Ming guessed wildly, "Many things cannot be accomplished by one person."

"We gathered five thousand reborn women together, and I don't see what new power they form." Death curled his lips.

Zhou Ming sweated profusely. If he had known earlier, he should have reborn the whole school instead of just five thousand women.

He believes that Ke Zheng or Wei Zhe should be able to react more interestingly than these people after they are reborn.

"Since people are all the same, it doesn't matter if I eliminate some of them?" Reaper looked at his hand, as if a catastrophe was brewing to help reduce the global population burden.

"No, no, no!" Zhou Ming quickly waved his hands, and the cold sweat almost came down his back.Really, if he says a wrong word, he will become the chief culprit in destroying human civilization, dare you not to be so stressed! "Why don't you ask Lin Xiaoshu this question?"

In his opinion, only Lin Xiaoshu would consider this kind of thing, and asking him was really the wrong person.

"Because I chose you." Death calmly patted his excuse back.

"Why did you choose me?" Zhou Ming was so anxious that he almost pulled out his hair, "If what you want to consider is whether to wipe mankind from the earth, you should choose someone who is more intelligent, right? ?”

Although Zhou Ming felt lucky to be chosen by God of Death, he also admitted in his heart that he was actually not that special, so special that the ruler of the universe paid special attention to him alone.

"That's why I chose you." Death looked into Zhou Ming's eyes, "You are not special, you are not smarter or superior than others, but you are not worse than most people either. You are just an ordinary People, so you can also represent the most common thoughts of human beings, and your thoughts define your existence. Why you exist is a question that can only be answered by yourself."

"..." Zhou Ming was really sweating profusely this time.

"I need to think for a while." Zhou Ming hugged his head, "Can I ask for help off the court?"

"Whatever." Death shrugged, took out a puff from the box and gnawed on it.

Zhou Ming quickly sent this question to everyone, especially Lin Xiaoshu, who noted that it is about the survival of human beings, urgent!Wait online!

But obviously, except for Lin Xiaoshu who knew the truth, no one would take such a problem seriously.

"A Ming, what's the matter with you recently?" Ke Zheng was the first to reply every time, "I always ask such strange questions. Why are human beings born in this universe? Of course, it is because this universe has too many resources to consume. drop, so send us humans out to consume it hahahaha!"

Zhou Ming returned a dead face very decisively.

He wants to hand over this answer to God of Death. If the other party says that there are not many resources left in the universe, the existence of you humans endangers the harmonious coexistence of most creatures. It will not be fun if everyone ggs together the next day .

"This question is so complicated...I'll check the book."——Wei Zhe's reply.

Zhou Ming could only cover his face.

Wang Lei ignored him at all, and he didn't know if he didn't want to answer or didn't see it.

"Let the god of death quickly clean up you and replace it with a batch of fun creatures to rule the earth. My mother's big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

Lin Xiaoshu sent such a message.

After a while, the second message came slowly, "It was Michelle who was making trouble just now, please ignore her."

Zhou Ming had already collapsed on the table.

Finally, the phone rang, and Zhou Ming saw that it was Lin Xiaoshu calling, so he quickly connected.

"Because the answer was rather long, I just spoke on the phone." Lin Xiaoshu spoke very fast, and Zhou Ming had to concentrate fully to keep up with her train of thought. "There is no correct answer to this kind of question. You can answer it in many ways. First of all, it is a false premise to say that human beings are generally similar. Even if it is the same choice, the motivation behind it may have great The greater the number of human beings, the richer the diversity that exists. Second, the category of human beings as a whole is not determined by the majority, but by the marginalized minority groups. Therefore, the majority There is nothing special, and it does not prove that the scope of human beings is very narrow. There may only be one outlier in 1000 million people, but every time such an outlier appears, the concept of human beings will be enriched."

"In the end, we are still not the ultimate form of the human species." Having said this, Lin Xiaoshu's tone became extremely cautious, "It should be said that human beings are still at a relatively low stage in general. When we talk about human needs, one At the beginning, the basic needs of survival must be met first, and the last is the need for the ultimate meaning of human existence. Nowadays, people still think about survival, so it is difficult to give any suitable answer, but when human beings evolve to a certain stage, Maybe there is an answer?"

"I love you so much! If we save the world because of this, I will treat you to a cake!" Zhou Ming was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

"The cake is free." Lin Xiaoshu said indifferently, "Quickly appease your death."

"Do you have an answer?" The god of death over there had already finished eating the puffs, the wrapping paper was thrown everywhere, and he was licking the cream on his fingers.

"Hmm..." Zhou Ming couldn't make up his mind when asked by the other party. No matter who said it, it might move the god of death.This made him a little guilty. He had been with Death for so long, but he hadn't really understood him.He knew that the guy in front of him was an unscrupulous foodie, and his values ​​and morals were completely different from normal people, but he had no idea what was most important to Death.

"I don't know, actually." Zhou Ming swallowed, and subconsciously expressed his thoughts. "Everyone has their own answer. I can't judge whose answer you want."

"I like this answer." Reaper lazily crumpled up the wrapping paper of the puff and threw it on Zhou Ming's head, "I'll let you live a little longer."

"Why did you throw me away!" Zhou Ming angrily grabbed the wrapping paper next to him, squeezed it into a small ball, and threw it at the god of death.

"It's fun." The god of death quickly dodged Zhou Ming's attack, "Anyway, you can't beat me, so I can bully you as much as I want."

"Hey!"