In the control center, Wei Zi opened the cloth bag and unexpectedly found a note of unknown origin. After reading the note, he was ready to try.
However, before he took action, he picked up the note again and carefully read the words on it.
" The leader of the Kun Pavilion has the right to adjust the pearls in any box flexibly. He also has the privilege to select a thousand pearls from the boxes of the 165 mud men and buy the stairs from the Dust Layer Sector to the Kun Pavilion to help a dusty woman transform into a mud man!”
These words clearly told him that as a supervisor, he had the privilege to use his position to choose pearls from every mud man's box.
Moreover, as long as he had 1,000 pearls, he could buy the ladder from the Dust Layer Jie to the Kun Pavilion. In this way, his beloved woman could enter the Kun Pavilion.
This meant that his wish to be with her could be fulfilled.
When he thought of this, he was overwhelmed with emotions. He wished he could immediately raise 1,000 pearls.
He opened a thick stack of registration manuals. Faced with the manuals of 165 Mudmen, he was at a loss. His heated mind gradually calmed down like the ebb of the sea.
This was undoubtedly a huge temptation! Success was right in front of him!
However, when he looked at the rows of numbers in the registration manual, he felt that these numbers were not just simple numbers, but a living record of life!
He knew very well that the Miao Pearl was the most precious treasure of every mud person here. It was the pillar of hope for their survival and the bridge to their future dreams. Once they lost this wealth, the Mudmen here would be eliminated.
He also knew that water could carry a boat, but it could also capsize it. The mud men under him were his ladder to climb up. If he secretly plundered their pearls, they would lose hope of survival. Without their support, he would not be able to continue climbing.
In fact, he was closely related to the fate of every mudman under him.
Since that was the case, how could he engage in corruption? How could they use their privileges to benefit themselves and build their happiness on their suffering?
Besides, the origin of this note was unknown. He didn't know who had stuffed it into his bag at what time and for what purpose.
What was the intention of the person who gave him the note? Was it really to help him?
On the surface, it seemed like she was helping him, but when she thought about it more deeply, if it was really for his own good, why didn't she hand the note over to him openly? Why was she so sneaky?
Sneaky behavior usually hid a sneaky motive! This was what Grandma told him.
His grandmother had also warned him not to have the heart to harm others, but to be on guard against others! He could not abandon his kind nature for a moment of selfishness!
Faced with the sweet temptation, he was like a sheep hitting a fence. He was in a dilemma and his heart was in a fierce struggle.
If he followed the words on the note, he would become a selfish, heartless, and unjust person. Even if he could be with the woman he loved, his conscience would never be able to live with him.
However, if he didn't follow the instructions on the note, not only would he not be able to be with the person he loved, but he would also have to face the cruel reality of being eliminated.
In his struggle, a voice reminded him that he had the right to flexibly " adjust " and select enough Miao Pearls from the hands of some Mudmen who had no hope of passing the test to help other Mudmen who had a chance of passing the test! The result of this " adjustment " was enough to ensure that 80 Mudmen would pass the test by the end of the day, and his future would be safe.
He could even use the power in his hands to take revenge for his personal grudge. He had the right to choose pearls from Wei Zi's box. If he wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger, he could be a little more ruthless and take away all the pearls of his sworn enemy in private. Not a single one was left. He could kill his arrogance and make him cry for his parents, make him kneel and beg for mercy, and make him...
When he thought of Wei Zi's miserable state, Wei Zi felt especially good. The depression in his heart was swept away and he was extremely happy!
He had to admit that this flexible method of adjustment could not only ensure that he would pass the test smoothly, but it could also put his arch-enemy in a desperate situation.
However, even if he wanted to, he dared to say it. He just couldn't do it! After all, he was Wei Zi, not Wei Zi! Being ruthless, harming others for personal gain, and being despicable and shameless were not his way of life.
He couldn't take revenge on Wei Zi, let alone using the special power in his hands.
Furthermore, when faced with a mudman who had no hope of passing the test and his subordinates who were struggling on their last breath, he would not be able to snatch away the last glimmer of hope that he relied on for his own self-interest with a grand reason in the name of 'flexible adjustment'!
It was like stepping on a dying person with a fatal foot, completely trampling on this pitiful life! How could he do such a heartless thing?!
Yes, the table was square, and the reasons were round. He could find a thousand reasons for his actions to convince himself and to prevaricate others.
However, even if the reason was so dignified, he could not do it!
In short, he was not bad enough! He was a prostitute! He was simply hopeless!
After a calm weighing, the fire of hope that had just been ignited in his heart was extinguished. His wavering heart settled down as if he had eaten a weighing hammer and steeled his heart. Even in a critical period of life and death, he could not do anything that would offend his heart! Absolutely not!
The moment he made his final decision, pain and melancholy gnawed at his heart like countless ants.
He lowered his head with complicated feelings and let out a long sigh in his heart! His heavy hand kept caressing the note.
There were three pieces of paper in his hand. He unfolded them one by one and laid them flat on the table.
After taking a closer look, he was shocked to discover that these three pieces of paper were all made of hemp paper.
He tried to piece the three pieces of paper together, and the joints actually matched. From this, he concluded that these were three pieces of paper torn from the same piece of paper.
He carefully read the words on the three pieces of paper. He cried out in surprise. The handwriting on the three pieces of paper was very similar, and they were all written by the same person.
Who was this person?
Golden-eyed man! The first thing that came to his mind was the golden-eyed man. Had he really been helping her secretly? However, it had been dozens of days since he came to the Kun Pavilion. Why hadn't the golden-eyed man shown his face?
What puzzled him even more was that he didn't know when and how the third note had gotten into his bag. Could it be that the golden-eyed man had quietly put it in his bag when he was sleeping at night?
However, why was there a need to do this in secret? Helping him manage the affairs of the Kun Pavilion wasn't something shameful. There was no need to be so sneaky!
If it wasn't the golden-eyed man, who else could it be? Who had touched his bag?
He suddenly thought of a person. This person was like the wind, erratic and unpredictable. Once, she touched his bag and laughed at his old-fashioned bag. This person was that Zheng girl.
Although Wei Zi didn't know her name, he had seen her true face-the long scar on the left side of her face was unforgettable!
Could it be her? Now that she was together with Wei Zi, how could she help him secretly? She should know that Wei Zi was his arch-enemy!
If it wasn't her, who else could it be? His head began to ache. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't figure out who it was!
He felt as if there was an eye watching him from the shadows.
He looked around blankly. The control center was silent. He was alone.
Puzzled, he picked up the second piece of paper. This was personally handed to him by the cream man. It was a pity that he didn't tell them who the 'higher-ups' had instructed him to do. Perhaps, only by finding the cream man could they find out the truth.
However, where was the cream man now? Where can I find him?
Truthfully speaking, Wei Zi had lived in Kun Pavilion for a period of time and had no time or leisure to wander around. Every day, he would be surrounded by more than a hundred Mudmen, and all his time was occupied by them. Every day, he only ran back and forth between the control center, the workshop, and his residence. He was only familiar with the environment around the corridor.
Sigh! It was really a wave after another!
He looked out of the window. The darkness before dawn was like a terrible nightmare, enveloping Kun Ting and his heart. In his depression, he casually picked up the pearl and used the light on the table to observe the movements inside.
At this moment, the world in the pearl was quiet.
The dusty woman was immersed in her dreams. She did not know that there was a man watching her in the Kun Pavilion. She did not know that his heart was beating for her, nor did she know that he had deep feelings for her. Other than pity, love, tenderness, and a little guilt.
Originally, with his authority, he could have bribed a ladder to the Kun Pavilion for her and helped her ascend to the Kun Pavilion, helping her transform into a mud man. However, he had given up!
Looking at the pearl in his hand, he couldn't help but tear up like a fountain, continuously dripping onto the pearl. The pearl was wrapped in a layer of tears, and under the reflection of the light, it was sparkling and dazzling.
Perhaps, it was destined that all his tears would be shed for her in this life!
What if he couldn't pass the test this time and stayed in the Kun Pavilion, becoming a speck of dust? Would he be able to find her and be with her forever?
It was really Hu Zhuo! He shook his head. If he really turned into dust, not only would he not be able to find her, but he would probably never see her again!
Only by standing in the Kun Pavilion, or standing at a higher place than the Kun Pavilion, could one look down on her. Once she became a dust person and fell to the bottom of the world, how would she be able to find her in the vast sea of people?
No, he could not give up so easily! He must strive to pass! That was his dream, the motivation for his survival, and the momentum for his struggle!
He had to do his best and have a clear conscience. He would not give up until the last moment!
Carefully, he put the pearl into a hidden pocket in his clothes, close to his chest.
Perhaps, he hoped that she could hear his heartbeat, so that his heart and hers would be tightly pressed together.
In his heart, he secretly swore that as long as he was still alive, he would do everything possible to cherish and protect this Miaozhu. He wanted to become her guardian angel and stay by her side forever!
He folded the three pieces of paper in his hand and stuffed them into his bag.
When he picked up his bag, he clearly felt that it was much lighter. He touched it and realized that the stone in the bag was gone!
Thinking back carefully, he had used that stone this morning. One of the mud men released the control mechanism at the foot of the box. In order to prevent the pearls from leaking out, he took out the stone from his bag and pressed it on the remote control mechanism at the foot of the box.
At this moment, a wave of sleepiness came over him. He fell asleep on the table.
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