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The fake Xia Yi smiled happily,"Hehe."

At this time, the voices of several middle school students came from downstairs. The one wearing glasses muttered,"No, it's true. How could it not be there?"

Another chubby voice said,"Really, teacher."

"Really, are you teasing the teacher again? Do you think the punishment is not enough for you?" The female teacher scolded angrily.

"Oh!" At this time, Xia Yi, the Grim Reaper who was pulling the fake Xia Yi, found that there were four people standing downstairs, including a female teacher.

At this time, the student with glasses shouted angrily:"It's true, teacher, we definitely didn't deceive you, please believe us, teacher"

"Well, where is it?" The female teacher put her hands on her waist and asked seriously,"Aren't you talking about the high school student covered in blood? Where is he?"

The chubby boy said with a wronged look,"But, it was indeed there before."

"I got it. You guys continue to come down and sweep the floor tomorrow." The female teacher said angrily, and then she turned and left.

Three boys with shocked and messy faces were left behind. They never thought that they were not trusted by the teacher. At the same time, they were full of grievances and frustrations. Maybe they often lied before and the teacher didn't believe what they said.

The three pitiful boys chased after the female teacher, and the chubby boy cried,"Wait a minute, teacher."

""Wait a minute, teacher." The two boys behind had tears in their eyes and cried to chase the female teacher.

What they said was indeed true, which Xia Yi and the fake Xia Yi knew.

Xia Yi, the god of death, didn't think much about it, and pulled the fake Xia Yi up with force. The man and the soul stood there, sitting there quietly.

After understanding it before, Xia Yi, the god of death, was more sympathetic to the experience of this righteous soul. Looking at the transformed righteous soul with a lost look, he suddenly felt that he didn't know what to say, but he tried his best to help this only transformed righteous soul.

Xia Yi looked at this guy who was in a daze all the time, which was not a good thing. He asked helplessly:"Don't you hate them very much? Why did you go to save them again?"

"Is there something wrong? If we don't save them, they will be killed by the virtual monsters, right?"

The pseudo-Xia Yi with the transformed soul also responded with boredom and disappointment. He was ready to be destroyed. Anyway, he had enough fun. He suddenly felt a little tired. The pseudo-Xia Yi with the transformed soul turned his head and looked at Xia Yi and said,"I will not kill anyone. This is something that comes from the depths of my soul."

"Hmm?" Xia Yi in the form of the Grim Reaper suddenly thought of something. Could it be that the Soul of the Righteous has something similar to the Three Laws of Robotics?

The First Law: A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm, unless this would violate the Zeroth Law of Robotics.

The Second Law: A robot must obey the orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the Zeroth Law or the First Law.

The Third Law: A robot must protect its own survival as long as this does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.

"Maybe.", Xia Yi thought about it in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, and listened quietly to the words of this transformed soul.

The main reason was that Xia Yi thought that the fake Xia Yi who transformed the soul was quite pitiful. His life was doomed from the moment he was transformed, and in the end he ended up with a tragic end of destruction.

This is very similar to the plot of my robot. Humans created robots, but they will also destroy them because the robots are too backward.

The fake Xia Yi who transformed the soul squatted there, lowered his head and stared at the ground, and said softly:"After I was created, the Soul Society immediately ordered my destruction and issued an abandonment order for all transformed souls, causing a large number of transformed souls to be mutilated. That is to say, I was doomed to die the day after I was created."

"This! I didn't expect it to be like this."Xia Yi, who was in the form of the god of death, was suddenly a little angry. He didn't expect that the Soul Society would be so righteous. As a result, Xia Yi began to have a bad impression of the Soul Society.

The pseudo-Xia Yi, who had transformed his soul, gritted his teeth and recalled how he escaped in the past. He said coldly:"I, I was trembling with fear in the pills every day, watching my companions around me being eroded by the potion day by day. Later, I was lucky enough to mix with other pills and escaped the fate of being dissolved."

The pseudo-Xia Yi, who had transformed his soul, recalled the days of fear in the past. He hugged his knees with his hands helplessly and said:"From then on, I spent every day in fear, fearing that I would be discovered and destroyed one day."

At this time, the pseudo-Xia Yi, who had transformed his soul, became more and more excited. He shouted sadly:"I spent it in endless fear and worry. I have been wondering why my life should be decided by others, why I can't have my own happy days? Why?"

After saying that, the pseudo-Xia with the transformed righteous soul turned around dejectedly and looked at the scenery in the distance. He said softly again:"Sometimes I am overwhelmed by this endless depression and cannot breathe. I can only hide somewhere silently. There is no hope and vision forever, only helplessness."

In the corner of the roof, a thin body stood there without coming out, listening silently.

The pseudo-Xia with the transformed righteous soul suddenly turned his head and looked at Xia Yi, and asked sternly:"Why can't I decide my own future? Living or dead, is it all decided by others?"

Gradually, the pseudo-Xia with the transformed righteous soul began to become hysterical. He held the rooftop railing with his hands and looked at the scattered pedestrians in the distance downstairs.

He said excitedly:"So, so I don't want to be killed. Even if I die, I have to decide my own death. Death is not scary for me. Really, that's why I don't want to see anyone being killed. To me, life is so precious. If I die, I have to live and die for others. Only in this way will it be valuable."

The god of death Xia Yi stood there quietly, and suddenly felt that this transformed righteous soul had seen a lot.

""Oh~", Xia Yi sighed, and he had some idea in his mind.

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded behind them,"Oh, we finally found it, but he's already covered in wounds. I didn't expect it's still a little late."

As he said that, the guy wearing a fisherman's hat walked over in wooden clogs. He looked happily at the transformed soul Pseudo-Xia standing next to him. When the transformed soul Pseudo-Xia saw the man in the fisherman's hat in front of him, he suddenly felt very uneasy, and at the same time very powerless.