Marvel: Fusion

　　 It didn't take long, even less than eight hours, and Jude had already incorporated all the useful knowledge in the library into his brain.

　　 The next thing he has to do is to get through it, then find the key points, and create props that can change the rules.

　　Dum’s mother named Teresa, invited Jude together after get off work, and the two returned to Teresa’s house.

　　 They did not ride in a vehicle. According to Teresa, in hell, taxis are very expensive, and the average necroman can't afford it at all.

　　 Teresa’s house is located on the edge of the city. Although the location is not good, the area is not small.

　　 is decorated like a gypsy family, the style is particularly obvious, and there is an accordion hanging on the wall.

　　 "Jude, what would you like to drink? Tea? Coffee? Or Coke?"

　　 "I don't need all of these, come to a bar, no wine, no fun in life, and the wine of hell, I really want to try it."

　　 Teresa pointed to the refrigerator: "The wine is in the refrigerator. Take what you want to drink."

　　 opened the door and took out a bottle of wine in the shape of an imp, Jude suffocated half of the bottle in one breath.

　　 The entrance is like drinking magma, but when it enters the throat, it produces a coolness, which is very suitable for the hot environment of hell, and it really has a different taste.

　　 Jude took a brief look at the decoration of the room and found that there was an alchemy experiment table in the corner. He had only seen this thing in Gu Yi.

　　 "Hi...you can't tell, are you still a magician?"

　　 Teresa hung her coat on the hanger, put on her apron, and said as she walked to the kitchen, "I am not a magician. To be precise, I used to be a wizard."

　　 "The reason why I came to **** was because I wanted to take shortcuts while practicing witchcraft, so I summoned Mephisto, but you also saw it."

　　 "After I came to hell, I saw the cruelty here. I thought I could live well with my witchcraft, and even become stronger, I can return to the earth in the future."

　　 "But the facts proved that I was wrong. It was just a small mistake. I was caught by the manager and forcibly took away my ability."

　　 "From then on, I was completely reduced to an ordinary woman. I could only get a job in the library and barely survive. I worked for several decades. My biggest wish is to hear Dum's news from the dead on earth."

　　 "Dum is the only hope I can hold on in hell. I thought he also died in the war half a year ago. Knowing that he is fine, I feel relieved."

　　 Soon, a large table of food was brought up, some of which were quite unique.

　　 such as braised brains, steamed ghost claws, stewed tails, etc.

　　 "These are specialty foods. Try them. They taste very good. If you are not used to it, you can eat those dishes from the earth." Teresa recommended.

　　 Fortunately, Jude has a strong taste and strong curiosity. Not only is he not afraid, but he eats it with interest. The taste is really good.

　　 The two were eating and chatting, and Jude said: "According to what you just said, after those necromancers become stronger through learning, they will be taken away by the high-level abilities, which is equivalent to making wedding dresses for others."

　　 "Yes, only a very small part of the undead can eventually evolve into demons, and most of them will eventually become the nourishment of hell."

　　 Jude was a little puzzled: "Does other necromen know about this?"

　　 Teresa nodded: "Everyone knows that this is almost semi-public."

　　 "Hi...then why are there people who are willing to learn and become stronger, just to pursue that tiny chance?"

　　 "You can say that, but it's only a small part. Most people just want to live."

　　 "Hi...to be alive? It's always awkward to say this word from a dead person."

　　 Teresa also felt a little funny: "Yes, but for the reason, **** is just another world, and death is not the end."

　　 "Here, you still have to be busy in order to live, and the living environment is more demanding, you must create enough value to be worthy of living."

　　 "There is no public assistance here. Those who refuse to work hard will be swallowed by blood beasts and become hell's fertilizer."

　　 "You mentioned blood beasts several times, what exactly is blood beast?"

　　 There was a look of horror on Teresa's face: "That is a behemoth that devours dead souls, and it will appear in various places in **** immediately."

　　 "Blood beasts can recognize the contributions of dead spirits. If they don't make any contribution to hell, or the contribution is not up to standard, they will be eaten."

　　 "Just like those unwilling to work hard, they naturally don't have the money to rent a house or eat. They can only sleep on the street in the middle of the night, and they may fall into the mouth of blood beasts in their dreams."

　　 Jude chewed the steamed ghost claws in his mouth, and said vaguely: "That's not equivalent to a elimination mechanism, it's just concrete."

　　 Teresa nodded: "It can be understood that way, so many people can only be forced to work hard in order not to become the food of blood beasts."

　　 "In this hell, the devil is the manager, in charge of various authorities. They don't have to work hard, just squeeze the dead."

　　 "So all departments are highly corrupt. Without money, you can't do anything. Even the police are not obliged to provide free help. Everything needs to be exchanged, and it is an extremely unequal exchange."

　　 "Bah!"

　　 Jude spit out the ghost claws in his mouth: "This kind of system sounds familiar, isn't it just that capitalism has developed to an extreme society?"

　　 "Although the dead are not slaves, they do no less than slaves, but they sound a little nicer in name."

　　 "You understand it this way, and sometimes you can't even compare to a slave."

At this time, the news began to be broadcast on TV~www.readwn.com~ The picture shows an old man with a pierced head lying on the ground. A three-headed **** dog is eating his abdomen. A demon is standing next to him. The policeman, and the policeman carries a bag of bread in his hands.

　　 The devil woman reporter stood in front of the camera and ranted: "The undead who can't create value should take the initiative to let the blood beast eat it. This is your final value."

　　 "Rather than like him, because he has no money to buy food, he chooses to steal. This is an extremely shameful behavior."

　　 "The police's law enforcement is very fair. If you commit such a shameful behavior, you should be shot dead on the spot."

　　 Jude pointed to the TV screen: "If you steal a bag of bread, you will be sentenced to death. The sentence here is heavy enough."

　　 Teresa sighed: "That's not the case. The reason the old man was shot to death was because he was too old to create value anymore."

　　 "For stealing a bag of bread, according to the law, you only need to pay a fine of 200 soul fragments. If there are not enough soul fragments, you will be sent to the factory for forced labor."

　　 "But this old man is too old, obviously not qualified for the job in the factory, so it is useless to live, so he was shot dead on the spot."

　　 "This... makes people a little hot!"

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