Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4391 (Four Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-One) Many

He didn't know what to say at this time. While he was hesitating, he heard the other party continue to ask: "In your eyes, are the lives of those blue-armored people you have seen like weeds, or even worse than weeds?"

In his eyes, the blue-armored people he had met were not considered human beings, and he was not sure how to answer this question to satisfy the other party. He felt that if he answered "yes", it would seem that he was looking down on the blue-armored people in front of the other party, but if he said "no", it would seem that he was expressing that the blue-armored people's lives were not that miserable.

He then said, "Life shouldn't be like weeds." He said this just to prevent the other person from doing anything to make him more miserable.

The head with a bunch of weeds painted on the left side of his face said, "Do you really think so?"

He hesitated and didn't dare to speak directly, because he really didn't mean what he said, and he was worried that if he admitted it, his face would be attacked by steaming tears again.

"You don't think so." The head with a bunch of weeds painted on the left face sneered, "That's why you treat the blue-armored people like that. The lives of those blue-armored people you have seen should not be like weeds, but because some people do not consider them human, those people are very cruel to them. Because of this, the lives of those blue-armored people are like weeds, and later they become dead grass. In the process of weeds turning into dead grass, those blue-armored people suffered all kinds of physical and mental torture. Although their eyeballs can move, it is actually difficult for them to live "as a human being" under heavy pressure. This is a great injustice to them! Those weed blue-armored people I showed you are actually just a symbol of the many blue-armored people living in misery in the world. Do you understand?"

He said, “I know what you mean.”

The head with a bunch of weeds painted on his left face said, "You only understand what I mean? In your eyes, should the blue-armored man live 'as a human being'?"

The deep-rooted impressions he had ingrained over the years caused him to still not agree with the blue-armored man's statement that he should live "as a human being." However, he was afraid of him, so he could only say, "I... I'll think about it carefully."

The other party sneered again and said, "Is it so difficult to make a Tiecang person think that a blue-armored person is a human being?"

"No...it's not like that..." He said quickly to avoid further angering the other party.

"What are you so anxious to deny?" said the head with a bunch of weeds painted on his left face, "At this moment, think about the old man in blue armor you just mentioned who was beaten to death by the people from Tiecang. What do you think?"

"I think...he has...grey hair...and wrinkles," he answered.

He also thought: In fact, that person is quite lucky, he is a blue-armored man and he has lived to that age. In fact, he is already luckier than many blue-armored people.

Even though he had said under the other party's guidance, "If someone kills a blue-armored man, the killed person will not live to see the day of old age," at this moment he was still not thinking about the injustice suffered by most of the blue-armored men, but the fact that the blue-armored man whose hair had turned white was lucky enough to live to such an old age before being killed, compared to the other blue-armored men.

"Is that all?" asked the head with a bunch of weeds painted on the left side of its face.

(End of this chapter)