Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 668

Kyle sighed. "Okay, maybe I don't seem like a rat," he said as he took another swig of Burning Heart.

"But I sure as hell feel like one."

The man chuckled a bit. "That wakes memories," he commented.

"You are not a rat," the man said. "You are a weasel."

"What's the difference?" Kyle asked with a bit of annoyance.

This guy was talking like he knew Kyle, and that annoyed him.

"A weasel easily gets out of difficult situations," the man said. "A weasel is very good at surviving, and do you know what weasels do?"

"They eat rats."

"You call yourself a rat, but can you think of another rat you have met in your life?"

Kyle's mind went back to the tertiary world.

Yes, there was one person he would call a rat.

In fact, there were a couple of them.

"Yeah," Kyle said.

"Are you like them?" the man asked.

Surprisingly, the first person who entered Kyle's mind wasn't Theodor, even though he definitely was a rat.

The first person who entered Kyle's mind was Dylan, the Shouter with the Gravity Affinity Kyle had met during the tryouts for the Stark Brotherhood.

This guy had been extremely arrogant but wanted to seem dependable.

At the same time, he had also acted as a double agent who wanted to kill Kyle's team during one of their missions.

When Kyle thought about Dylan, he got annoyed again.

In a way, Dylan had done the same thing as Kyle was doing right now.

Kyle was infiltrating another organization, and eventually, he would betray them.

'Am I like Dylan?' he thought.

Instinctively, Kyle wanted to say no, but he wasn't sure if that was correct.

Both of them were doing the same thing.

Was Kyle like Dylan?

'I don't want to admit it, but I think I am like him,' he thought.

Then, Kyle thought about Theodor.

He was an absolute rat.

Was he like Theodor as well?

'Not entirely. I don't want to kill the family of someone who wronged me. Magic Lady fucked me pretty hard, but I don't want to kill her family for it, assuming she has one.'

"I can think of a couple of people," Kyle answered.

"How do you feel about them?" the man asked.

"Same thing I feel for myself," Kyle answered.

"Is what you have done worse than what they have done?" the man asked.

Kyle thought about the millions of people he had killed as the Overseer.

"Yes," he said.

"Why was it worse?" the man asked.

"I killed far too many people," Kyle answered.

The man looked at Kyle knowingly.

"The world disagrees," the man said. "You have a Minor Hero Aura. If you have truly killed so many people, why would the world say that you're a good person?"

When Kyle heard that, for some reason, his blood boiled.

The image of Magic Lady popped into Kyle's head.

Now that he had more experience with Karmic Luck, he could tell one thing.

Magic Lady had a True Hero Aura.

According to the world and the Laws of Karmic Luck, she was one of the most benevolent, kind, and best people in existence.

Was that true?

Of course not!

Who knew how many worlds she had massacred in the name of improvement?

Kyle knew that he shouldn't comment on it.

Commenting on these things was risky.

"The Karmic Luck system is completely fucked," he said as he swallowed another mouthful of Burning Heart. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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