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We are here to protect the monsters. You may call us traitors, but we really have no way to say no to our conscience.

When I first met the kind-hearted guy Papyrus, he was wandering around the streets as a skeleton. Although he often tried to help others, he got nothing in return except a scream. Wherever he passed, people fled in panic, and some brave people even threw stones at him.

He was also one of those who threw stones in a panic.

Please, no one can remain calm in the face of a walking skeleton that appears in front of them, but if he could travel back in time, he would definitely grab his former self and punch him hard twice.

Why was I such a heartless person back then?

After all, accidents always happen one after another in this world. Maybe I was unlucky at that time, or maybe for some other reason, but in short, I fell hard.

If I had just fallen on flat ground, it wouldn't be a big deal, but it happened to be a platform. I stepped on empty air and fell backwards without control. This fact made me panic and I closed my eyes, unable to even scream.

I knew something was holding my hand, and it was very warm. I opened my eyes and saw a skull-like face. But I don’t know if it was an illusion or for some other reason, but it didn’t look as scary as before.

But I couldn't help but let out a panicked scream at that time. Perhaps this was the reason that prompted those people who had no good feelings towards Papyris to launch a more frenzied attack. Dense stones hit his body, and I even saw a sharp knife scratching his cloak.

But he didn't even make a sound, just continued to smile, pulled himself up with force, and then left without saying anything.

Until now, I still can't forget that smile, because it is so soothing, a warm and gentle smile, pure without a trace of falsehood.

From that time on, I no longer had prejudice when I saw monsters. I even took the initiative to go up to them and said thank you to them.

Rather than the vague statement before.

However, this intimate behavior caused dissatisfaction among others. They began to exclude me and called me a traitor. I was too timid at the time, and finally, under their pressure, I joined in the insults and even threw stones at them.

At the end of such a terrible day, those guys left satisfied, leaving me standing there shaking.

Tears fell in big drops. I felt like a bastard, a complete bastard. I didn't dare to attack those who oppressed me, nor did I dare to resist. I didn't even want to be excluded, so I became one of them in a despicable way, using such cruel and disgusting means on the person who saved my life.

I really wanted to cry at that time, but I didn't dare. I held back my tears and wanted to leave quickly, lowering my head even more dejectedly.

I was afraid of being recognized by the person who saved my life. Seeing his loss and disgust would trample heavily on my already dwindling conscience and make me bear pain for the rest of my life.

But before I could take two more steps, I was grabbed by someone. I turned around and saw that it was the skeleton, the skeleton named Papyrus.

"Ah, it's you."

He exclaimed in surprise, and the smile on his face didn't seem fake.

"I remember you. I heard you say thank you after I left, so you're welcome!"

This surprised me. I was so incoherent that I didn't know what to say. Finally, I subconsciously told the story of how I followed those bastards to scold them and paint on their walls. After I finished speaking, my face turned pale.

At that time, I thought Papyris would definitely scold me, calling me a heartless bastard, but he didn't. He just thought for a while and then smiled and said.

"It's okay. After all, you don't want to do this. I would be happy to be friends with you if I could."

From that moment on, I would firmly defend the rights of monsters, because I knew that they were also living beings, and even much friendlier than most of my despicable compatriots.

209 Having the so-called absolute strength means being able to be so willful

When the bright red stream turned into a surging crowd and rushed in, no one expected it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have asked Kong to be ready to play the role of his own race at any time, ready to blend into the crowd at any time, and just be a symbolic human who works diligently to create an atmosphere.

Of course, the doctor wasn't afraid of being exposed at that time. He had prepared many backup plans, including how to remedy the situation if he was exposed on the spot. Not to mention what to do if the truth was discovered later.

Because these are not the key points. The key lies in their identity. If they don't come up with all those incredible things, what they do is a blatant deception.

Their sins are unforgivable and cannot be pardoned. They will be tied to the cross called guilt by the angry crowd and surrounded by piles of firewood. Someone may set them on fire at any time and watch them turn into ashes in the blazing flames.

Shouting that this was judgment and that they deserved it.

But have they really done anything so egregious? Are those so-called crimes truly worthy of all these monsters being tied to a burning stake?

As for the answer to this matter, even if the doctor has only heard some rumors and does not know the full story, he can tell everyone the answer very clearly.

No.

He would say this firm word without hesitation, without even adding any unnecessary embellishments, because he knew that just one word "no" was enough.

But when they have arranged everything and everything has created an incredible miracle, then their behavior is no longer a deception, but a way out.

Give a step down to those so-called human beings who always think they are superior, and give those human beings who sit on the Diaoyutai and stand on the high ground and don’t want to come down.

A step to come down and communicate with them and coexist peacefully.

Only deception by the weak is called deception; deception by the strong can only be regarded as charity and mercy.

Therefore, even if their behavior is exposed, they will only gain the favor of humans, and they will spontaneously think of the rationale for their own good.

It's interesting, isn't it? The same incident, the same two races, the same tense atmosphere.

The weak will be wielded by them, waiting to find their weak points and crush them to death, but when they find that there is a strong person standing in front of them, they will sincerely repent and start looking for their own shortcomings and faults.

Nothing has changed, but all my thoughts are completely different.

In fact, the doctor also clearly knew that all his methods were based on their absolute advantage.

Whether it is the magical technology or this ingenious building, it will give everyone a natural pressure, making them unconsciously inferior in decision-making.

But he was happy to use this method. He even wondered if he could replicate this incident on the Terra continent if he succeeded this time, and use absolute strength to set a goal. Even if he had to use semi-forced methods, he would tie everyone to the warship and make them all work hard for something they agreed on.

But after just thinking for a moment, the doctor gave up this possibility, because he knew very well that the complex structure of the Terra continent could not be compared with the simple and clear structure here.

Not to mention the seemingly incredible miracles here, which can only be regarded as extremely advanced technology over there, perhaps a technology that has never been seen before, but it must not cause everyone to fear, and may even increase their vigilance, making Rhodes Island completely become a seed caught in the cracks, being squeezed and plundered of the last bit of living space.

Kong, who was dressed like an ordinary human here and even had his hair dyed, moved out little by little with some embarrassment. He had originally planned to wait until more people came in so that he could blend in with the crowd.

But it was obvious that this plan was now broken, because the endless crowd of people wearing red cloaks almost squeezed the space he could blend into, because Kong's mission was to become an inconspicuous human being, the kind who looked very ordinary and set the pace in it.

Because he himself is not from this world, he cannot comment casually as a prominent person, because if the truth is discovered by too many people in advance, it may lead to unknown changes.

After all, not everyone can discover the step theory. Some people only think about obvious things, and then use their shallow thinking to make comments.

Especially if the human elite turns a blind eye to such deception or even condones it.

Those humans who think they have seen through the truth will definitely jump out complacently and point fingers at others and tell the truth loudly, even if they don't know that if their remarks really provoke serious confrontation and cause a war between monsters and humans, countless people will die.

Even if he knew, he would probably still be dismissive, just like they fanatically assumed that humans would win. In their view, even if a few people died, it was completely acceptable. If they could conquer the other side through war and fulfill their idea of ​​human supremacy, they would be extremely excited.

Of course, this excitement is only limited to the premise that they don't have to go to the battlefield and die. They don't think about how much trouble their words and various so-called claims of safeguarding human rights will cause to those who are actually doing these things.

But now it was obviously no longer possible, so Kong stood outside the door dumbfounded, watching people pour in group after group. Seeing this, he had to be thankful that their space was big enough.

Apart from Sora who was standing there dumbfounded, several of humanity's highest leaders in a sense were also blocked outside by the surging crowd in the workplace. They stared at each other blindly, but did not forget to hold their phones tightly in their hands, turn up the volume to the maximum, and listen to every single thing happening on the scene, so as to avoid major mistakes and extremely bad unexpected events.

Although since they discovered the existence of a huge monster in the sky, the fact that this building could be built out of thin air overnight and float next to the world's tallest building has proved that things have long been beyond their control.

After thinking for a moment, Kong gave up.

Even if he could think of a solution to the problem, he couldn't act on his own, as who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

So he decisively opened the chat group.

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister? A lot of people wearing red cloaks rushed in, and there was no way I could blend in. If I didn't have my red cloak with me, I would definitely stand out from the crowd. But I didn't dare wear it casually because I didn't know their philosophies. If I put it on, my tone and words would be completely different from what they wanted to express, and I would probably be discovered quickly.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: It doesn’t matter, just stay still and wait for my signal.

210 Kindness has never disappeared

The Doctor has always been very calm, so calm that if he couldn't control it, he would simply let the ghost infect everyone in front of him and transform them into Void followers who had self-awareness but firmly supported the ghost's decisions.

Even if this behavior is shameful enough in some sense, it will only cause greater panic.

But he doesn't mind sacrificing some people.

Compared to the slightly nervous doctor, the ghost sat very calmly on the highest chair at the back, with Green and Pure standing beside him. Against the backdrop of the shadows, the ghost sitting silently looked like he was entangled in conspiracy, waiting for the order, and the two evil ghosts behind him would suddenly jump up and swallow their prey gracefully.

Of course, this is just an illusion, and it can only be an illusion.

The ghost felt some warmth in the hearts of these people who were rushing over. They seemed to be coming to help spontaneously, and were even ready to give everything for it.

They don't care about the cost, they just want to help and pay off what they owe.

So the ghost sits there quietly, watching, ready to lend a hand when needed.

Ghosts are not shy about bringing hope to equally kind people and becoming their steadfast fortress.

Pure also sensed the ghost's intention, even though the ghost remained calm and silent until now, but it was a knight of God, a hollow existence, a void creation, so how could it be completely ignorant of certain things?

The surging crowd almost filled the venue, but at least the trend of increasing numbers had stopped. Behind the last ones followed a few human leaders who lowered their heads, trying to reduce their presence, ready to listen to the outcome of the matter and to ease the relationship between humans and monsters at the critical moment.

Those people in red cloaks and whisperers looked at this unfamiliar monster, as if they had made some decision. One of them raised his hand and asked loudly without waiting for the other party to invite him.

"Excuse me, are Papyrus and the others okay?"

This question prompted the doctor to show an expression of surprise, and Sans, who was standing in front of the stage, was also at a loss. After a moment, he shook his head and spoke slowly in a low voice.

"Of course I'm fine. May I ask who you are?"

This question seemed to turn on a switch, and everyone below started talking at once, in a disorganized manner, but they eventually reached a miraculous consensus.

"To help you."

They said that.

"If there's anything we can do to help you, please let me know."

"We have been helped by you before."

"Our consciences won't allow us to sit back and do nothing."

"Even if we will be ostracized and labeled as traitors after this meeting, we don't care. So don't worry. Any reasonable tasks can be assigned to us, and we will do our best to help you."

"Because you have helped us before, helped us without asking for anything in return, and even saved us."

"We can't let kindness become empty talk. We can't exclude you just because of your appearance. Even if you've made mistakes, the law should judge you, not just dictate your behavior from a so-called superior position."

These unified voices caught Sans off guard, but fortunately the doctor's voice sounded in his ears in time. In order to facilitate communication, each of them had a special signal communicator attached to their ears. Even though he didn't have ears, it didn't prevent him from sticking this on both sides of his skull.

“Just pick a few and ask them what we did.”

After giving all these instructions, the doctor didn't say anything else. Standing behind the double-sided glass at the highest point, he looked at everything below with mixed feelings.

With his excellent eyesight, he saw the determination in everyone's eyes. They really wanted to come and help them, so much so that they didn't care about anyone's position, or even about being criticized by thousands of people.

As story after story was told, surprise appeared on Sans' face. Unbeknownst to him, Papyrus had done his utmost to help countless people regardless of past grudges, and those standing here were only a part of them.

The reason they rushed over was not only because they were close, but more because they clearly acknowledged the fact that they were saved and were grateful.

In fact, kindness has never disappeared. It’s just that compared with the villains who do all kinds of evil and can even fabricate facts to smear others, these kindnesses are too weak, too scattered, and difficult to unite. But it is not the case now.

This prompted some of the people watching who had also been saved by Papyrus to hang their heads in shame, and unknowingly became determined to help the monster. This spirit was extremely contagious.

If online discussions were opened at this moment, I'm afraid the ghosts and others would be surprised to see the one-sided public opinion, and the evil parties would be defeated and even disappear without a trace.

Not only is there national regulation involved, but some people also spontaneously recognize the friendliness of monsters and want to be their friends. More importantly, the evil parties that are everywhere, opportunistic, and like two-faced weeds are defeated by the people in the good camp.

When they are surprised to find that there are more kind people than they imagined, they will naturally feel a sense of retreat, and some will even reflect on their own actions. After all, many people are swept up in the emotions of the public and do not think for themselves. They just take what others say and what they hear as their own.

Even those who are determined to continue being an asshole will weigh it and think about what they might encounter. They will be silent for a short time, or remain silent forever in despair after realizing that there is no chance.

Only a small number of people have really done something stupid and may not show any signs of retreat, but they are just a mob now. Without the support of the collective consciousness, how long can they last without being overwhelmed?

After all, the connection between villains is the most fragile. The connection between them is mostly based on interests, the same disgust, and the passion brought by violence. They are just a disorganized group of loose sand, relying on the so-called interest alliance to temporarily rely on evil thoughts. No, there is not even a so-called interest alliance. They just have the same goal, are numerous and powerful, and hold the so-called herd mentality, unscrupulously dumping and releasing their malice.

The arrival of those people brought unexpected benefits to the doctor, and even brought more possibilities. The doctor held his chin and fell into deeper thinking.

211 The Doctor finally relented

The doctor thought of many ways to use it.

Ways to take advantage of those people.

When they had the upper hand, the doctor found that he no longer had to rack his brains to think about how to avoid the worst outcome. He only had to think about how to maximize the role of everyone.

This was something he had never experienced in Rhode Island.

There is always a shortage of manpower, a always bad battlefield, endless wrangling, and conflicts of interest.

He participated in one meeting after another where everyone had their own ulterior motives, and watched those people running for their own interests, even going so far as to transform themselves into evil spirits and swallow the other party whole, flesh and bones.

As for how many people would be sacrificed in the process, it was not on their plan at all.

They could not hear anything except the cheers of victory, let alone the screams of the lost lives and the endless crying, which they naturally could not hear at all.