Chapter 340: The Great Saint Lao Mo
Chapter 340: The Great Saint Lao Mo
The strange art teacher's voice was very soft, and carried a bit of a sinister and evil aura, but the people nearby could hear it clearly.
Lin Yi's facial muscles twitched violently.
“What do you mean ‘I just like this’? Given the atmosphere at that time, let alone what you said, even if the Peng Zu Jade Girl painting was materialized, I wouldn’t have even given it a second glance!”
Although I said this in my heart, I didn't say anything out loud.
The fanatical leader's attention was originally all on Lao Mo, but after hearing these words, he turned his gaze to Lin Yi who was beside Lao Mo.
The next moment, a fierce and terrifying light suddenly appeared in his eyes: "You! Hey, how dare you bring someone with an 'identity certificate' here?!"
Facing the questioning of the fanatic leader, Lao Mo said calmly: "It is not your business to decide who I bring with me."
"You!" The fanatic leader was speechless, but he did not argue with Lao Mo. "If you want to die, don't come here to die! Our small temple cannot support a big Buddha like you!"
Hearing this, Lao Mo's lifeless face twitched with a fake smile: "Then I'll leave..."
“You! Oh, you, you don’t leave yet!” The fanatic leader gritted his teeth, pointed at Lin Yi’s nose and said, “Everything will remain the same, but this guy… you have to protect him yourself. If we pass this place, whether he lives or dies, we will not be responsible.”
"You don't need to be responsible in the first place." Lao Mo sneered.
"Um... Boss..." The fanatic who was held in Lao Mo's hand said hoarsely, "You guys can chat all you want... or why don't you let me go first..."
The fanatic leader looked at Lao Mo.
Lao Mo gently loosened his hands, and the fanatic slid to the ground as if he had collapsed, gasping for breath, as if he had been sweating profusely for a long time.
The fanatic leader kicked the panting fanatic and winked, "Go, tell everyone to stop carving."
"Everyone?" Lao Mo's mouth curled up into a playful smile, "It seems you've gotten into trouble again."
When the fanatic leader heard this, he immediately jumped up and down: "What, what kind of trouble is this! This is all an unprovoked disaster, do you understand what an unprovoked disaster is?!"
Lao Mo scratched his ears and said, "I understand, I understand...it's all my fault anyway."
When the fanatic leader heard this, his eyes rolled around and he immediately understood what he meant. He then clasped his hands together, and a flattering smile appeared on his distorted and terrifying face: "Hehehe... not entirely, not entirely..."
Lao Mo said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry this time."
"Okay, okay, okay... wait for me a moment!" The fanatic leader responded, and instructed the weird art teacher to "look after" Lao Mo and the other two here, and then immediately turned around with another fanatic and disappeared into the fog.
Seeing the back of the fanatic leader disappearing into the mist, Lin Yi's confusion grew even more intense. He then moved closer to Lao Mo and whispered, "Lao Mo...what's going on?"
Lao Mo smiled and said, "Have you read Journey to the West?"
"what?"
"Did you know that Sun Wukong made trouble in Heaven?"
"what……?"
"Sun Wukong caused havoc in the underworld and changed the Book of Life and Death; he caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace and stole Laojun's elixir, peaches and nectar..."
"Uh…what does this have to do with this?"
Lao Mo said calmly, "How do you know that there is no problem with the King of Hell's Book of Life and Death? Has Laojun's elixir not been used by others for special purposes? Does the number of peaches in the Peach Garden match? Has the nectar not been diluted with water?"
"Eh, ah——?!" Lin Yi seemed to understand something.
"Your boss is going to do the annual audit, and you have a lot of bad debts. At this time, Monkey King jumps out to clear all the bad debts for you. If there are any problems, just blame him... Tell me, meeting such a person is like having a second parent?"
"Of course, even though this is just a joking interpretation, if you think about it carefully, after the Monkey King's rampage in Heaven, every time the gods and Buddhas in Heaven see him, won't they respectfully address him as 'Great Sage'?"
"So, Lao Mo, you..." Lin Yi was stunned.
Lao Mo smiled calmly: "On campus, you can call me chef, but beyond the safety boundary, more fanatics like to call me 'Great Sage' - in ancient times there was the Great Sage who Pingtian, and now there is the Great Sage who Pingzhang."
"Why do you think I, a chef who is on the opposite side of the fanatics on campus, would come here?"
"This..." Lin Yi's mind was a little confused, "Old Mo, what you mean is... they have something to ask of you, so they let you come?"
"What else?" Lao Mo said, "However, this is an 'old tradition'... Every region has some shady transactions that are not open to the public, and the campus is no exception."
"If the 'code' doesn't match, you will just be beaten up if you come here alone."
Lin Yi instantly thought of the miserable Shan Nan...
"What is the code?" Lin Yi asked curiously.
Lao Mo patted the butcher knife on his waist and said, "This is the code."
Lin Yi was ashamed: "Could it be that there is a word '德' engraved on your knife?"
"Not really... Conquering others with virtue is the motto of the Sports Department." Lao Mo said, "We chefs have always advocated 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do'."
"Um... is it customary to settle accounts?"
"Do one good deed a day, and everyone gets what they need!" Lao Mo patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, "If you want to get along well in the campus, you can't just have the ability, you also need connections."
"Damn..." Lin Yi's face darkened, "You've become a fanatic, but you haven't given up these 'old traditions' yet?"
"Society is complex, and so are the fanatics." Lao Mo said, "For example, that guy over there, he looks so dirty, and it looks like he didn't complete his 'performance'."
Lao Mo was referring to the weird art teacher.
The weird art teacher was still staring at Lin Yi sinisterly, thinking of some evil plan in her mind. When she heard what Lao Mo said, she suddenly shuddered and her face turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Lao Mo spread his hands, pointed at the weird art teacher with one hand, and looked at Lin Yi with the other side, like a Donnie Yen emoticon: "Look, she got anxious when I tested her..."
Lin Yi pursed his lips, and suddenly felt that Lao Mo was such a mean guy... Maybe Mu Daxian was influenced by Lao Mo so much that he could get used to the equally mean Maozi...
But compared to Mao Feiyang, who is a mean guy who deserves a beating, Lao Mo is cold-hearted and would suddenly say mean things to catch others off guard.
The weird art teacher gritted her teeth and said, "I came here voluntarily."
"Explanation is covering up." Lao Mo said calmly, and ignoring the strange female art teacher with a red fever, he glanced at Lin Yi and asked, "What time is it?"
Lin Yi quickly glanced at his watch: "It's 21:33."
Lao Mo nodded slightly: "Not bad... If we can handle it quickly here, we can probably reach the Art Building by 23:..."
Upon hearing this, the weird art teacher sneered, "So you want to take this road to the art building... I advise you to give up this idea. The art building has been surrounded by the weird laughing angels. This time the gray fog is so strong that even the night watchman may not be able to escape."
"You going there is like a moth flying into a flame."
The words of the weird art teacher made Lin Yi's heart feel gripped.
"The art building... suffered such a disaster?!"
Lao Mo heard this, but his expression did not change much. He just continued to ridicule without any hesitation: "If we return like this, then wouldn't it be like I went to great lengths to come here to settle the account with you? How shameless are you?"
"You!" The weird art teacher was furious. "I don't want you to die in vain."
Lao Mo sneered: "It sounds nice, but if we die over there, we will become one of you sooner or later, so stop giving us hypocritical advice."
The weird art teacher said, "I don't even bother to say these hypocritical words. Don't you understand that only those who accept Buze are the true partners of glorious evolution? Those fake people who died first and then gave birth to spiritual wisdom again, how can they be with us?"
"Hey, you guys are not fake people?" Lin Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Tsk." The weird art teacher said disdainfully, "What are fake humans? They are just close to us, but they are not us. We are all born from living people after a glorious evolution... "new humans"."
"Bullshit new humans." Lao Mo interrupted directly, "Those 'Apostles' went astray, but you kept chasing them... The end of the Black Moon Outpost is right in front of us, but you are unwilling to accept it and want to find a completely new path."
"The evolution of life is a gamble of seeking a glimmer of success among countless failures... They are pioneers, and we will follow in their footsteps to pursue their ideals." said the weird art teacher.
"But the world is already in tatters, and this campus can no longer withstand a second Doomsday."
“Once the aftermath spreads, the entire alliance will be affected.”
The weird art teacher said: "If this day comes, then this will be a necessary sacrifice."
"This is a meaningless sacrifice." Lao Mo denied. "The real pioneers are those who stabilize the campus. The overall framework and initial approach have been established. We only need to explore step by step to stabilize the campus to the greatest extent..."
"Nonsense!" The weird art teacher swung her hands violently, her cloak rustling. "I saw their plan. They want to dig up the last batch of "crystal cores" and then push the campus into a place of no return!"
"If you fail to protect this area, then we fanatics will resort to our own methods!"
"The law of the world has never been that the minority obeys the majority! Instead, only the very few who have mastered the ultimate power have the final say!"
“When relative rules can no longer maintain a sufficient balance, absolute force must be used to provide the necessary checks and balances.”
Lao Mo looked at the weird art teacher and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Party struggle is not simple."
"But what does this have to do with us?" The weird art teacher snorted coldly, "Don't forget, you are just like us! If you weren't special enough, do you think they would let you stay on campus?"
Lao Mo lowered his eyes slightly: "The school district and the government... are just in a cooperative relationship."
"You believe what I said?" The weird art teacher said, "If it was that simple, why did so many participants become fanatics? Because they have seen through it. They all believe that in such a world, only by gloriously evolving and becoming extraordinary life can one truly... survive!"
"Black Chef! The sun has fallen!"
"How long will you be so stupid before you face reality?"
"The night is endless, and the remaining light is just a struggle!"
Lao Mo sighed: "It's not yet... that time. The fire has not been extinguished. Everything is still possible."
"How stupid." said the weird art teacher.
Lao Mo shook his head. "How can they not understand probability? They are so smart. But looking at the history of human civilization, isn't it that in difficult and dangerous situations where all the roads seemed dead, people struggled to find the only ray of hope?"
"You have seen the failure of the 'Apostles'. Aren't they also gambling?"
"You can do it, and so can we. It's just that judging from the probability... humans have not yet been completely defeated, and their hope is still greater than yours."
The weird art teacher gritted her teeth and the muscles in her cheeks twitched a few times.
Just when she was about to say something, the fanatical leader returned with his men.
"Come on, come on!"
As if seeing the hope of finally settling the bad debt, the fanatic leader's eyebrows curved, but such an expression on his face seemed a little weird, like a puppet wearing a fake smile mask, stiff and creepy.
"Look!" The fanatic leader seemed to be holding a ledger-like book in his hand, looking very professional. As he spoke, he was about to turn it over to Lao Mo to see.
Lao Mo waved his hand and said, "I won't read those stupid words of yours. Just count them clearly. I'm in a hurry. Just tell me how much I need to get rid of."
"Hehehe... this is fine, this is fine." After all, he had to ask for help, so the fanatic leader's face was full of flattery. He stretched out his hand and placed it on the large plaster in front of him, saying, "This way, look."
I don’t know what he did, but soon, a deep aura appeared from beneath the barren land.
An invisible wave seemed to be imprinted under the earth's veins, and it slowly fluctuated, causing the small stones on the ground to tremble "rolling, rolling".
Lin Yi's expression suddenly changed: "Oh no, Lao Mo! He activated this matrix?!"
(End of this chapter)