Chapter 59

Adam once again walked on the streets. There were even fewer people in the city, and people like Adam who had not lost any body parts were even rarer. For the entire morning, there was no one walking on the streets except for Adam. They lay numbly in all the places where they could rest, waiting for death, and then become food for others.

In the afternoon, the strong men who had recovered some of their strength once again began to hunt for food. This time, many of them had set their sights on Adam. After Adam forced them to retreat, he still did not choose to kill them. Instead, he coldly watched them kill each other.

At night, the exact same scene appeared again. Siege, sorcerers, evil magic, and then dawn.

This cycle continued for six times. Adam's hunger grew stronger and stronger, and it became harder and harder to avoid being caught by the soldiers.

Adam had the illusion that if he wasn't chosen the next time and didn't die, he would be able to escape from this illusion. This feeling became stronger and stronger as soon as it appeared, so strong that he couldn't help but believe it.

On the seventh day, the soldiers came to Adam and violently tied his hands with ropes. Then, they used swords and spears to drive him out of the city.

Adam was too weak. This weakness had made him unable to resist. He could only let the soldiers catch him.

Adam and the rest of the commoners formed a human wall outside the city. Under the sharp fangs, claws, and magic of the magical beasts, they suffered heavy casualties. Then, the magicians appeared for the seventh time. This time, the ancient magic blasted the commoners and Adam into pieces.

"Am I going to die just like that?"

But in the blink of an eye, he realized that something was wrong. If he was already dead, how could he still have thoughts?

Sure enough, in the next second, the illusion shattered into pieces. Every scene of the past seven days quickly reappeared in Adam's mind and then reorganized again.

Adam had returned to the beginning. It was still that dilapidated city, still the clothes that couldn't cover his body, still the numb people all over the ground.

The loss of rationality became more and more serious. This loss caused Adam's mind to become blank. He did not have the concept of instinct. If he had to find one, then Adam's instinct would be survival. However, survival was useless in this illusion because Adam did not have the ability to control his own life.

And so, another cycle began. Nothing changed. The beast-like people, the beast-like soldiers, the inhuman sorcerers, and death on the seventh day.

This cycle of reincarnation repeated countless times. Adam had always viewed all of this from the perspective of a bystander, so he didn't sink into it.

It was not that Adam had any moral bottom line in his heart, but he felt that if he followed the will of the monsters, he might be doomed..

After the same ending repeated hundreds of times, Adam suddenly understood...

Since he wanted to observe despair and then experience it, since he skipped the theory and directly entered the clinical stage of using himself as the test subject, then this kind of behavior of being a bystander was undoubtedly stupid. He knew that he had to change.

Nothing could be obtained without paying a price. The reason why Adam took the initiative to enter the illusion was to gamble with the monsters of despair and the magic of Soul Rend. The bet was his life. This was a card game that he initiated. It was a card game that could only be won by cutting off all means of retreat. He had to follow the rhythm of the enemy. Otherwise, he would lose without a doubt. It was stupid to still want to keep his trump card.

Adam divided his thoughts into two. Half of his mind remained rational, and the other half began to take the initiative to experience the mentality of the weak.

.....

"What are you doing?"

The man crawled on the ground towards Adam. Words that did not form a sentence came out of his mouth. "Hungry, hungry, eat, eat …"

"Stand up, I'll take you to find food." Adam helped him up and said softly.

The man did not expect to hear such words. He was stunned as he was helped up. He looked at Adam blankly. "Food? Food?! "

"Yes, food." Adam nodded at him seriously. Then he said loudly to the few people hiding behind the wall, "Come out, I'll take you to find food."

This was probably the feeling of climbing high and waving one's arm. In the midst of despair, people's hearts were full of numbness and hesitation. Suddenly, a ray of light appeared. Although the power of this light was small, it was enough to warm people's hearts.

Behind Adam were nearly ten skinny men. Everyone walked together on the street. They imitated Adam and persuaded everyone who was lying on the ground and about to be abused. "Stop it, come with us, we'll find food together."

Thus, the crowd grew larger and larger. They were either doubtful, convinced, or full of expectations as they followed behind Adam. From the corners of the walls, from the cracks in the rocks, and from every corner that could be touched, they took everything that could be stuffed into their mouths and gathered together to wait for distribution.

Of course, there were people who did not believe. They viciously stopped the persuaders and tried to kill them. However, Adam had gathered too many people. Their viciousness could no longer intimidate people. However, Adam stopped his' companions' from killing and allowed those who did not believe in him to leave.

The group of people no longer had the weak to bully. Without a source of food, they began to kill each other. Some obtained food, some died in the fight. In the end, there was no food left. They had no choice but to join Adam's team.

Adam gathered all the civilians in the city and collected all the food that could be collected. He ordered everyone to cook the food and distribute it equally to everyone. As for whether the food would be mixed with something that challenged the bottom line of human morality, he did not have time to care.

Night fell.

The soldiers who disappeared during the day appeared again. They did not care about the gathering crowd at all. They were still rudely driving the crowd away. However, this time, there were voices of resistance in the crowd.

"You can't do this. We are unarmed and are no match for the daemons. You are soldiers. Why don't you protect us? Why don't the great mage fight the daemons himself? "Someone said loudly.

That person walked out of the crowd. The many companions behind him gave him unlimited courage. He said, "Soldier, I think we need to talk. We don't have the ability to fight against the daemons. Why …"

The soldier in front of him looked at him ferociously. He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed the back of the sword on his face. "Peasant, who allowed you to talk to a descendant of a knight like this? You peasants usually live in the city like parasites, enjoying the rule and protection of the nobles. Shouldn't you contribute your strength now?"

Adam walked out of the crowd and looked at his companions with pity. He said to the soldier, "I request to see the great mage. I request to be given the rights and benefits that I deserve."

The soldiers looked at Adam in shock, and then burst into laughter. They laughed until tears flowed down their faces. "Hahahaha, what did I hear? Lowly commoners want to see the noble and great Lord Mage. Hahaha, you filthy and lowly bastards, what right do you have?"

Adam's eyes were still full of pity. He silently waited for the soldiers to finish laughing. He wanted to continue persuading them. However, before he could say anything, the soldier's face suddenly changed. He said coldly, "I will only say this once. Now, immediately, go out of the city. Otherwise," he raised the long sword and cut open the body of the peasant who had spoken at the beginning. He said cruelly, "All of you will die."

The crowd began to stir. They all retreated behind Adam and looked at Adam with hopeful eyes. Adam said, "No, you can't do this. We also have the right to live …"

"Kill them!"

The soldier roared. He raised his sword and began to kill his own people.

The peasants could not resist at all. They screamed and ran away, begging for mercy. Adam stood still. His eyes were still full of pity. He still tried to persuade the soldier, but he was beaten to the ground by the soldier. "You are their leader, right? You will regret what you have done. "

Blood flowed like a river. The soldiers did not show any mercy. Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd. "Don't kill me. I am willing to go out of the city. I was bewitched. It was him. It was all his idea!" The soldiers stopped killing and looked at the man who pointed at Adam and shouted himself hoarse.

The crowd was silent for a moment. Then, they all came to their senses and pushed all the blame to Adam. In order to show their wisdom, they rushed forward and punched and kicked Adam on the ground. It was as if Adam was the Devil who had tempted them to fall.

The soldiers looked at the scene with satisfaction. The captain clapped his hands and stopped the killing. He then ordered, "Take them out of the city. As for this man, leave him here."

The hatred of the crowd was aroused. They looked at Adam with disgust and hatred. The soldiers' intentions were sinister. They had put Adam on the opposite side of the people.

The captain stayed behind. He squatted down and said to Adam, "Guess what will happen to you tomorrow? I hope to see you alive in front of me tomorrow night. Hahahaha! "

Adam lay on the ground and looked at the silent night sky quietly. He listened to the sounds of killing outside the city and used his rationality to look at the fictitious emotions. Just like that, he lay there for an entire night. The lucky survivors who were lying outside the city returned to the town covered in wounds. Every one of them looked at Adam with hatred and gathered around him. After a moment of silence, some of them picked up the broken stones beside them, while others rolled up their non-existent sleeves.

"Kill him. It is all because of him that we were abandoned by the mages and the nobles. He is the Devil. Kill him!" With such a call, all the survivors rushed towards Adam in a frenzy. They exploded with power that was far beyond their physical strength.

Adam did not resist. He let them attack him, let them tear his flesh apart.

His breath of life was getting weaker and weaker. Adam was still motionless. There were no eyes in his eye sockets, but he was still looking at the sky.

At this moment, his fictitious emotions experienced the despair of mercy being strangled. And all of this was seen by the real Adam.