"You throw all the inedible parts into the lake," Schiller said. "The water has a deeper meaning to you."

"The skin and flesh are boiling in the flames, and the bones should be eroded in the water. This is a balance that allows their souls to rest in peace."

"You sound like a priest."

"I'm just doing the job that the priest couldn't do." A light appeared on Feite's face, "All the turmoil in this world comes from this. People don't know how to balance the hot and cold, and let their desires burn.

Everything, treat others like ice."

"Then are you tempted by the fragrance, or do you just want them to experience what they did during their lifetimes?" Schiller asked.

"There is no conflict. It is my instinct that is tempted by the fragrance, and it is my reason that wants to make them suffer."

"The primitive hunger and transcendent sense of responsibility have created a new you, allowing you to take a big step towards a civilized society, making fire, cooking food, and enjoying both physical and spiritual satisfaction."

"Tell me what you want to do?" Fite said: "Even if our houses are very close, you shouldn't just want to show me that you can read minds by coming so far, right?"

Schiller no longer wanted to refute, he just said: "I said, I will introduce you to a business."

"I'm not interested in doing the extra work."
Chapter completed!