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The latter walked up to her. Kuna looked at Zhang Heng with a complicated gaze. A moment later, she reached out a hand and gestured for Zhang Heng to place his palm on hers.

Their palms were pressed together. Kuna’s hand was only half the size of Zhang Heng’s, and it was very thin. When she held it, it felt like a piece of wood, but surprisingly, it was very warm.

Zhang Heng held the old shaman’s hand, and the next moment, his vision changed. He was still in Kuna’s room, but a huge figure appeared in the direction of the satellite TV on his left hand.

It was a snow-white polar bear. It was sitting on the floor, its head almost touching the ceiling

Zhang Heng knew that this must be Kuna’s guardian spirit, Gu Moke. However, the latter looked a little tired, and there was a bowl-sized wound on its abdomen. Not only was blood oozing out, but the surface of the wound was already rotten, the surface of the wound had already rotted away.

The polar bear looked like it was in great pain, and its body was trembling. When it saw Zhang Heng looking at it, a look of fear appeared on its face, and it shrank back to Ku Nayou’s side.

“I’m sorry, it’s still recovering from the shock.”Ku Nayou’s voice came from Zhang Heng’s ear. This time, Zhang Heng could understand the old shaman’s words without the help of a translator.

The old shaman explained as if he knew what he was thinking. “We’re in a psychic state now, so we can communicate directly through our minds. It’s just like how I usually communicate with Gumok, crossing the language barrier.”

“I’ve seen a game prop before, and it does have this function.”

“Game prop?”Kuna’s expression was confused.

“Nothing.”

Zhang Heng probed and found that the old shaman did not seem to know about the gods’game or the existence of players. Due to the relevant rules, Zhang Heng was unable to explain it to her. Fortunately, Kuna did not pursue the topic.

She brought the topic straight to the point, “Just now, Alessia and the others asked me what I saw in the dream, but I didn’t tell them the truth because what I saw was too shocking and unbelievable.”

“What did you see?”

“I saw you destroy Greenland, where our ancestors lived, and then the whole world, spreading terror to every corner of human civilization. Everything I saw was burning, and people were chasing and killing each other. At the same time, I was filled with joy.”

“Is that why your hand under the sofa was holding the gun?”Zhang Heng asked.

The old shaman was startled. “Have you always been so observant?”

“I thought you would pull out the gun when we shook hands.”

“I did think so,”the old shaman said honestly, “I have to admit, this is a very tempting idea. If killing one person can stop all of this, many people will choose to take a gamble, even though I know I don’t have much hope of succeeding.”

“Then why did you give up Halfway? You Don’t seem like a person who cares about his own life. If you can become the shaman of the tribe, then you should put the interests of the tribe first.”

“I was shocked. If you were there, you would understand where my fear came from.”Kuna looked into Zhang Heng’s eyes, “I’m not afraid of death, nor of going crazy. At my age, many things that looked scary when I was young no longer bother me. Furthermore, I know where my soul will go after I die, and Gumok will come to fetch me home. That means eternal peace. I can accept such an ending, but... but seeing the people around me die one by one before me, and the things that I’ve been protecting turn into nothingness, and everyone I know turns into demons, these are indeed beyond my limit.”

“I understand your concern,”Zhang Heng said. “If I were in your position, I would also take a gamble.”

“No, I shouldn’t do that.”Kuna shook her head. “From the moment I met you, I knew you were a good kid.”

“Forgive me for being blunt, shaman, but you don’t know me. I may not be a bad person, but I’m definitely not a good person. My hands are also stained with blood. Most of the blood comes from villains, but there are also some people... even if they have committed evil deeds, they don’t deserve to die. Not to mention, there may be some innocent people among them. When a group of people swarmed over, I wouldn’t go through their life histories one by one. Bullets don’t have eyes, evil or kind. In the end, after their hearts were pierced by a bullet, they would stop breathing. Everyone is equal,”Zhang Heng said calmly.

“Everyone in this world has a different definition of a good person. It’s true that I don’t understand your past, but I can feel the kindness in your heart towards this world. Even if you don’t realize this kindness yourself, you are your mother’s son. Even though I still don’t understand how your mother created you, there is no doubt that her blood is in your body. Otherwise, my blessing wouldn’t have been effective.”

Kuna paused, “I told my students to let nature take its course and not force things, but these are all nonsense. If killing one person can save the world and protect my people, I don’t mind turning into a devil, but what if I’m wrong? What if... I’m not destroying a devil, but creating one myself? “You helped me. Just a few minutes ago, you woke me up from that horrible nightmare. A little earlier, you saved my student from the hands of those fanatics, and then I turned around and pointed a gun at you and pulled the trigger on you... I suddenly realized that maybe this is what the evil spirit wants me or the rest of the world to do, to kill the part of your body that belongs to a person bit by bit.”

“I can understand that this is not a personal grudge.”

“No, don’t underestimate the influence this world has on you, child. No matter how hard-hearted you are, we are a part of the world. Your actions are changing the world, and this world is constantly feeding back to you. Kindness is like a weak flower. It does not appear there for no reason, and it can not grow alone. It needs someone to take care of it carefully. If a good person returns kindness to the world, but all he gains is malice, then the flower in his heart will gradually wither. “Rather than bet on whether your knife is faster or my bullet is faster, I would rather bet that no matter what happens, the flower in your heart will not wither. What I have to do is to pour the first spoonful of water on it.”

Zhang Heng fell into silence. After a moment, he raised his head. “Thank you, Shaman.”