Chapter 257: Could it be that he is a genius (second update)
The enlightenment room is one of the most important rooms in the prison.
Capturing nobles is one of the players' plans. Some nobles whose crimes are not so serious will be captured here and then reformed.
After all, there are not many intellectuals among NPCs, and most of them are nobles. These nobles are good officials, but they must be transformed to let them know what they are.
When they come here, they will experience arrogance, helplessness, torture and finally nirvana. The enlightenment room is the place for them to achieve nirvana.
[Enlightenment] is a third-level skill. Obtaining this skill requires a lot of education points, so not many people know this skill.
Standing outside the enlightenment room, Kevin took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Then he saw one of the leaders of the prison, a heretic, being hung up and beaten by his female companion.
Even in the more fancy aristocratic circle, this scene is still a bit explosive.
Especially since the other party openly played this shy game, and even bystanders who accidentally wandered in were part of their game, which made Kevin sigh that the apostles can also play.
"Did I disturb you?"
"No, you came just in time." The evil outsider on the ceiling said, "Well, Mu Kui 1234, you see there are outsiders, can you let me down?" "You
follow first. Let me make it clear! Are you the one who spread the rumor that 'my Mu Kui is a foodie' in prison!" "
No."
"You mean, I misunderstood you?"
"No, I mean, that's not the case. It's a rumor, but a fact. And I didn't say it, I just assigned this sentence as a class assignment. This sentence is actually very useful. When written in the text here, it just includes all the letters, which is very suitable for practice. Write."
"It's your uncle's!"
Even after letting go of the heresy, Mu Kui 1234 was still flushed with anger, and picked up a piece of merit to chew on it.
No longer paying attention to his Mu Kui, the outsider looked at Kevin and said, "Comrade Kevin..."
"Why do you all like to call others comrades?" Kevin said dissatisfied, "I am a noble."
"What do others mean? I can't tell, anyway, I mean like-minded people."
"I am only temporarily attached to you, I am not like-minded with you."
The heretic looked at Kevin and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, someone is here It was more intense than you at the time, but it turned out to be a good thing afterwards. Watching evil people involuntarily indulge in the pleasure brought by doing good deeds, and being eroded and polluted by light little by little, this feeling is really addictive."
Kai Wen shuddered and his eyes began to drift towards the door, thinking about whether to slip away.
However, the heretic had already taken the lead, locked the door to the room, lowered the blinds, and asked Mu Kui to leave.
The kerosene lamp was dimmed, the incense was lit, and Kevin lay on the bed in the corner.
The bed was thick and comfortable, the smell of incense was relaxing, and the dim light made Kevin slowly fall into a half-asleep state.
With his last sanity, he asked: "Why do you do this?"
"The ritual of the God of Education starts with the third-level blessing. Many blessings require rituals to be cast. I understand this is a kind of hypnosis. Okay, don't Please ask more, otherwise I will accidentally make a mistake and I will be in trouble."
"How much trouble?"
"Probably change your XP so that you can only be passionate about carriages for the rest of your life."
"Don't!"
"Okay, Calm down."
"How can you keep me calm?"
Seeing that Kevin was getting more and more aggressive, the outsider sighed: "There's nothing we can do about it."
A fist hit Kevin on the head, and Kevin, who was jumping around, was The heretic knocked him unconscious with one punch, and the effect of enlightenment took effect.
Almost as soon as he fell into coma, Kevin fell into a dream.
This is a very strange feeling. He knows that he is dreaming, but he just can't wake up.
In his sleep, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, to the days when he was brought back to the villa from the manor.
He had no memory of before he was five years old, so he thought his father had found the priest of the Goddess of Mercy and helped seal the experience of that period.
But as the dream progresses, the memories of the past are recalled one by one.
His father's face became real, and his biological mother's appearance was also recalled. The other person's appearance was quiet, but full of maternal aura.
The father in his memory was also far gentler than he is now, perhaps because he saw himself not as a replacement for "Kevin", but as another son.
The three of them temporarily live in a villa far away from Efat. When winter comes, they will spend the winter by the fireplace and share baked apples together.
At that time, his father allowed him to climb on his knees, touch his furry head and tell stories. Every time he heard those interesting stories, Kevin would secretly swear that he would write such interesting fairy tales in the future.
The dream was interrupted at this moment, and the memory ended here. When he woke up, he found that he was still lying on the soft bed, but his heart stayed by the small fireplace, and he could not get out for a long time.
Touching his cheek, Kevin found that his face was filled with tears.
Taking the handkerchief handed over by the heretic, he wiped away his tears, and then heard the outsider ask: "What did you see, Comrade Kevin."
Kevin was stunned by his gaffe, and after a while he said: "Childhood."
"Eighty percent of people have seen childhood. It seems that people's ambitions are determined in childhood, and then they are just imitated. Have you discovered your ideal?" "
Yes." Kevin nodded vigorously. He said, "I want to be a fairy tale writer."
"This is a novel idea, but you have a good talent in writing, so you should be able to do it. By the way, have you eaten?" "Yes
."
"Then. Just look here. In the next day, you will become a person who can't live without books." "
What are you going to do to me again! No, I suddenly want to read a book. If I don't read, I will die! "
Using [Incentive], the heretic took the scratching Kevin to the prison library, and then left with peace of mind.
The books in the library are the books they brought in during this period, including the books of the nobles brought in by Tang Mo and others.
As soon as he entered here, Kevin was intoxicated and smelled the fragrance of ink around him.
He couldn't wait to rush to the bookshelf next to him. The books that used to make him sleepy became addictive. Every book was like a delicacy, which made people unable to extricate themselves.
The words in the book are like musical notes, which makes Kevin indulge in it and be intoxicated in the book for a long time.
When the heretic opened the library one day later, he found that Kevin's eyes were still shining, intoxicated in the ocean of knowledge.
The effect of [Encouragement] is quite powerful. It will not only make people intoxicated in the process of receiving knowledge, but also make people energetic, have superior memory, and greatly increase their understanding ability.
Looking at Kevin now, the heretic sighed that it would be great if reality had such skills. It's best to control your time and give your children an [incentive], so there's no way they can go to college.
But then I thought about it, everyone was [motivated], which is equivalent to everyone not being motivated. At that time, apart from killing a bunch of teachers and training, it will have no use, but it will become even more complicated.
After thinking about it, the level of productivity is still not enough. If everyone can move towards the stars and the sea, who would be willing to roll around on a small broken ball.
Just when the heretic was thinking wildly, the [motivation] effect slowly faded, and Kevin fell down on the book and fell asleep.
This kind of thing is very common, so the heretics are not surprised, but shout loudly: "Thugs!"
I saw a flash of evil wind, and the thugs wearing tight nun robes pushed open the door and said with a ferocious smile: "Jie Jie Jie, I'm here!"
"It's time for you to take action!"
"Don't worry, Living Man Fist!"
The thug's personal blessing Living Man Fist can dispel most of the unfavorable buffs, and even activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, reduce swelling and increase inflammation. The therapeutic effect of pain is that one punch can make a person violent.
It's just that the side effects are a bit too severe and painful.
Kevin, who was punched in the front, screamed, screamed and got up, and then gasped: "I saw my dad."
"How embarrassing, adopted son." The evil outsider said coquettishly, "That's right. , you don’t play Fang Tian Hua Ji, right?”
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing, no need to go into details. How is it, how are you studying?”
“I feel like I can do it.”
“That’s good, ready to write Order something and I'll take you to the special publicity department."
Being taken to another room by a heretic, Kevin discovered that his old acquaintance, Tang Mo, was here.
For a moment, he felt that he had figured something out, and shouted angrily: "Tang Mo, are you approaching me just to frame me?" "
No, it was purely accidental." Tang Mo said helplessly, "Who would have thought of this game? The plot is one after another, but you are all implicated in it?"
"What a plot! Why do you apostles like to be the Riddler so much?"
"Don't pay attention to these details."
"I have fallen to this point. You told me not to care about the details, what's going on!"
Sighing, Tang Mo felt that he needed to say something to Kevin, otherwise he would definitely go crazy.
Asking Kevin to be quiet, Tang Mo said: "I promise I will speak in a way you can understand. It was indeed an accident to approach you. I received a mission at that time..." "
Something strange has appeared again!"
Sighing, Tang Mo felt that he had to express it in a language that the other party could understand.
"We received an oracle to warn you nobles so that you do not fall deeper into the wrong path. However, you did not understand our painstaking efforts and instead regarded our reminder as a joke. Not only that, you The nobles also started to purge us apostles, so we had to hide here and fight back."
Kevin stayed for a while, thinking about the current information, then grabbed Tang Mo's collar and asked: "What's going on with the purge? "
Literally. The nobles should have been dissatisfied with the church class for a long time. After all, everyone is an exploiting class. Why are you nobler than me. The purge against the apostles is just the beginning, and big moves are expected in the future."
Kevin let go Hands, I didn't expect that the situation has deteriorated to this extent in just a few days.
"Didn't the God of Education say anything?"
"He did. He said that some people are seeking death, and he has no choice but to let the nobles seek their own blessings."
Kevin felt very incredible.
Although he knew that the aristocracy generally had low IQs and that his type was considered the best, he did not expect that the aristocracy would be so stupid.
In an era when the true God exists and his existence has been verified, you actually attack the apostles of the true God. What do you think?
But on second thought, Kevin felt good again.
Anyway, the aristocratic system has offended him badly, and he will never forget the fact that the other party wanted to use his head to cause trouble. This kind of thing doesn't matter anymore.
Therefore, he no longer cared about the nobles' problems, but asked: "How is Delai?"
"He was fine when I left. Your wife and children were all taken to the quarry. They will be in the quarry." Hide there for a while."
Kevin nodded, feeling that this arrangement was good.
The noble who was very good at rectifying strikes is gone. There is no need to worry about the safety of the quarry. There should be no problem for a while.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Kevin decided to get down to business.
Guan Tang Mo asked for a table, and he enthusiastically spread out the grid paper in front of him, preparing to write his first story.
But after thinking hard for a long time, he found that he couldn't write a word.
I have read a lot of stories, but when I really wanted to write, I found that there were thousands of scenery and tenderness in my mind, but when I wrote it down, it became "It was a red afternoon."
Damn it, how did this adjective pop out of my mind!
The colleagues around him are also article writers. Each article has no details, the manuscripts flow out like water, and the daily quota is exceeded.
What's going on with your brains!
Finding that Kevin couldn't write even half a word, Tang Mo said with relief: "It's okay, writing is indeed a bit troublesome at the beginning. But it doesn't matter. Let yourself hold in some words first. As long as you have a beginning, the rest will be very simple."
Although Tang Mo said this, Kevin still felt that writing was too difficult.
He held it in from day to afternoon, and from afternoon to night. When others went home, he had not gone home yet. He just sat there and stared at the manuscript paper in front of him.
The next day, when Tang Mo went online, he found Kevin lying on the floor on the side, asleep.
Shaking his head helplessly, he found that five hundred more words had appeared on Kevin's manuscript paper, and he could tell that it was the result of the other party's overnight work.
Smiling bitterly again, he picked up the manuscript paper and read it.
As the reading progressed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a storm seemed to rise in his heart.
He read the short five hundred words five or six times. Finally, he stuffed the manuscript paper directly into his arms and ran to Liu Zi's room.
Handing the manuscript paper to Liu Zi, he said to Liu Zi: "You have to take a look at this thing." He
took the manuscript paper doubtfully. Liu Zi looked at it for a while, and the expression on his face became surprised.
"Is this your new work, Tang Mo?"
"I write history. I can write Heishencan. Forget this. It was written by Kevin."
"Kevin? Could it be that he is a genius?"
(End of chapter)