I am in armor, I have the Dark Knight deck

Pseudo-Xia Yi smiled comfortably, "Hehe." "

At this time, the voices of a few middle school students came downstairs, and the bespectacled Xiaoqiang muttered: "No, it's true, how can it not be?"

Another chubby voice said, "Really, Teacher." "

"Really, are you playing tricks on the teacher again, don't you think you haven't been punished enough?", the female teacher reprimanded angrily.

"Oh!", at this time, Xia Yi, the grim reaper who was pulling the pseudo-Xia Yi, found that there were four people standing downstairs, and there was a female teacher among them.

At this time, I heard the bespectacled student boy shouting angrily: "It's true, teacher, we definitely didn't deceive you, please believe us." "

"Okay, where is it?", the female teacher pinched her waist with both hands and continued to ask with a serious face, "Didn't you say a high school student covered in blood, where is it?"

The chubby boy said with a look of grievance: "But, it is true where it was before." "

"Then I know, tomorrow you can stay and sweep the floor. The female teacher said angrily, and after saying that, she turned around and left.

Suddenly left three stunned and messy boys, they never expected to be so distrusted by the teacher, and at the same time they were full of grievances and frustration, maybe they often lied before so that the teacher didn't believe what they said at all.

The three poor boys chased after the female teacher, and the chubby boy cried out, "Wait a minute, teacher." "

"Wait, teacher. The two boys in the back were in tears, crying and chasing after the female teacher.

What they said is indeed true, and Xia Yi and pseudo-Xia Yi know this.

Xia Yi, the god of death, didn't think much about it, and pulled the pseudo-Xia Yi up with all his strength, and one person and one soul stood there, sitting there quietly.

After the previous understanding, Xia Yi, the god of death, was still more sympathetic to the experience of this righteous soul, and looked at the transformed righteous soul with a lost soul, and suddenly felt that he didn't know what to say, but he did his best to help this only transformed righteous soul.

Xia Yi looked at this guy who had been losing his mind over there, and he asked helplessly, "Don't you hate them very much, why did you save them again?"

"Isn't there anything wrong? if you don't save them, they'll be killed by the Void Monsters, won't they?"

Transforming the Righteous Soul Pseudo Xia Yi also responded in a boring and frustrated manner, he is now ready to be destroyed, and he has had enough fun anyway, he suddenly feels a little tired.

The pseudo-Xia Yi, who transformed the righteous soul, turned his head to look at Xia Yi and said, "I won't kill anyone even with me, this is what I bring from the depths of my soul." "

"Huh?", Xia Yi in the form of the god of death suddenly thought of something, could it be that the righteous soul has the same three laws as robots?

First Law: Robots must not harm an individual human being, or stand idly by while witnessing the danger to which the individual human being will be exposed, unless this violates the zero law of robotics.

Second Law: A robot must obey a command given to it by a human being, except when that command conflicts with Law Zero or the First Law.

The third law: Robots should protect their survival as much as possible without violating the first and second laws.

"Probably. Xia Yi thought about it in his heart, but he didn't say it, and quietly listened to the inner words of this transformed righteous soul.

This is mainly because Xia Yi thinks that the pseudo-Xia Yi who transforms the righteous soul is quite pitiful, and he is destined to live a lifetime after being transformed, and finally ends up with a tragic end of destruction.

This plot is very similar to my robot, humans create robots, but they also want to destroy them because the robots are too backward.

The pseudo-Xia Yi who transformed the righteous soul squatted there, stared at the ground with his head down, and said softly: "After I was made, the Corpse Soul Realm immediately ordered it to be destroyed, and issued an order to abandon all the transformed righteous souls, causing a large number of transformed righteous souls to be mutilated, which means that I was already doomed to death the day after I was created. "

"I didn't expect it to happen. Xia Yi, who was in the form of a god of death, suddenly became a little angry, he didn't expect the corpse soul world to be so moral, so Xia Yi at this time began to have a bad impression of the corpse soul world.

The pseudo-Xia Yi who transformed the righteous soul gritted his teeth, recalling how he escaped in the past, he said coldly: "I, I tremble with fear in the pill every day, watching the companions around me be eroded by the potion day by day, and then I was lucky enough to get mixed with other pills and escape from being dissolved." "

Pseudo-Xia, who transformed the righteous soul, recalled the days of fear in the past, and he held his knees helplessly with his hands, and said: "Since then, I have spent every day in fear and fear, for fear that one day I will be found and destroyed." "

At this time, the pseudo-Xia who transformed the righteous soul became more and more excited, and he roared sadly: "I have been spending my time in endless fear and worry, I have been thinking about why my life should be decided by other people, why can't I have my own happy life?"

After speaking, the pseudo-Xia who transformed the righteous soul turned to look at the scenery in the distance in a low voice, and he said softly: "I am sometimes depressed by this endless depression, I can't breathe, I can only hide there silently, there is no hope and longing forever, only helplessness. "

In the corner of the roof, a thin body stood there and did not come out, listening silently.

The pseudo-Xia who transformed the righteous soul turned his head to look at Xia Yi abruptly, and asked sharply: "Why can't I decide my future?

Pseudo-Xia, who gradually transformed the righteous soul, began to become hysterical, and he held the roof railing with his hands vigorously, looking at the scattered pedestrians in the distance downstairs.

He said excitedly: "So, so I don't want to be killed, even if I die, I have to decide my own death, death is not terrible for me, really, because of this I don't want to see anyone killed, for me to live is so precious, if I die, I have to die for others to live, so it is worthwhile." "

Xia Yi, the god of death, stood there quietly, and suddenly felt that this transformed righteous soul seemed to be a lot.

"Hey~", Xia Yi sighed, a little bit in his heart.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded behind them, "Oops, I finally found it, but I was already covered in injuries, and I didn't expect it to be a little late." "

As he spoke, the guy in the fisherman's hat walked over on the clogs, and he happily looked at the transformed righteous soul pseudo-summer standing next to him.

When the pseudo-Xia who transformed the righteous soul saw the man wearing the fisherman's hat in front of him, he suddenly felt a very bad feeling, and at the same time, he felt very powerless.