When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

Chapter 1279 How about asking God? (asking for recommendation votes)

Although this was his first time, Logan was very skilled. He almost subconsciously threw out the chain... The chain spanned a distance of tens of meters and wrapped around the fat man in a circle.

Then the black flames rose, and a pool of wet oil formed under the fat man... as if he peed his pants.

Maya held up the blue notebook and said calmly: "This is the book of life and death. It not only records your life's deeds, but also allows you to quickly find out your life's crimes through star spirit search.

Not to mention lawyers, there is no need for judges and juries to exist.

After all, before the underworld existed, Gaia had been operating according to this set of rules for tens of millions of years.

The reason for today's trial process is not only to avoid the one in a billion unjust and wrongful convictions, but also to form a case to warn the living. "

Signing to Logan to drag the fat man down directly, Maya asked the young white man in the cage: "After hearing so much, can you plead guilty?"

"Ms. Hansen, I'm not guilty, how can I plead guilty?"

The young man has a melancholic temperament and a shrinking appearance. In school, he would probably be Luther, who is so low-key that others ignore him...like a little spider taking off his mask.

But when it was about going to hell, he couldn't help but roar wildly.

"You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin..." Maya muttered quietly, then opened her notebook again, and a picture was projected in front of everyone.

Well, it’s really a picture. There is only one scene. In a dark alley in the dead of night, this young man is holding a pistol, trembling, shrinking, and aiming...

"boom"

A body lay in a pool of blood.

"It doesn't make sense. My notebook is at the level of a single universe. How could it be possible that I could even remember planet-level information incorrectly? Moreover, there are only a few people here, so is it malfunctioning?"

After watching it three times in a row, Maya became confused.

"Guilty," cried an old black man from the jury.

Although Maya was confused, her face remained calm, so the old black man thought she was waiting for him and others to hand down the verdict, so he stood up first.

Then, 12 of the 10 jury members stood up and shouted righteously that they were guilty.

Only the Chinese and Wakanda looked confused and at a loss. They wanted to discuss it with the people around them but felt a little rude.

Fortunately, Maya helped the two relieve their embarrassment. She wondered: "Where is the guilt?"

"Uh..." The expressions of the 10 jurors who shouted guilty were distorted.

The remaining two people breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't see how they were guilty. The young man did raise the gun and fired, but he fired at himself.

Simply put, the young man committed suicide.

Of course Maya is not an idiot. She understands that not cherishing your own life is indeed a serious sin.

Here comes the key question. The book of life and death shows that in the past 25 years, the young man has never been guilty of any crime. He has not stolen anything, cursed people behind their backs, bullied the weak, and...

There are many "little evils" that even Maya has, but he has none of them.

"Miss Hanson, suicide is also murder. It is a commandment clearly stipulated in the Ten Commandments of Moses. It is the most unbreakable crime for Christians." The old black man said seriously.

"Look at George's good deeds in his life..."

Maya shook her head and typed a few more times on the keyboard, "Whoosh"

The picture on the light screen began to flash rapidly. Since I was 5 years old, I have helped my neighbor walk the dog, helped the old lady next door with eye problems read the newspaper, and given my lunch to classmates who did not bring lunch boxes...

When 16-year-old George fell in love with a girl, he secretly had a crush on her... This was not a good thing. A good thing was that when the girl was abandoned by the scumbag and was about to commit suicide, he saved her and guided her to step out of the shadows and start a new life.

Then, George did not do anything to "save the world." He was an ordinary person, surrounded by ordinary people or things. He did not do small evils and did good things, and he lived like this until he was 25 years old.

As a result...he didn't commit suicide yesterday, but his wife...well, after being a spare tire for nearly 10 years, the girl finally chose him to be the successor.

In recent years, Earth running has entered interstellarization, and medical equipment has been rapidly updated. Maya is vigorously supporting this project.

Then, DNA testing became simpler than taking body temperature. The young man had a half-year-old daughter...

So, everyone understands

Last night, he planned to shoot the adulterer.

Well, he didn't want to kill her, he still loved her, and he forgave her.

As a result... Alas, when he saw his wife smiling like never before when she was next to him, he changed the direction of the gun...

"well"

Logan looked at the young man in the cage next to him with a complicated expression, shook his head and sighed, and couldn't help but think of himself.

Suddenly, he became happy again. Qin had never thought about having a spare tire, and he, the spare tire, was also truly loved by Qin.

Happiness is all about comparison.

"George seems to be innocent. No law in this world can convict him of any crime." Maya told the jury.

"But he was a Christian and he committed suicide." said the old black man.

"In that case, he chose to forgive...well, he forgave them." The middle-aged man from Tianchao said with a distorted expression: "In other words, he gave up the persecution of two lives, which means he put down his butcher knife... Even if If you can’t become a Buddha immediately, you shouldn’t go to hell either.”

There are 10 people left, some think George is guilty, others think he is innocent.

But most people think that even if this poor kid is guilty, he won't be able to go to hell. At most... he won't be able to go to heaven, and just return to the stars directly like ordinary people.

"Miss Hanson, can you contact heaven and ask God?" The old black man who was born as a priest was also confused.

Where can I contact God?

Maya sighed in her heart, but said seriously on her face: "Let the court rest for two minutes. I will ask Gaia, the mother of the earth."

After saying that, she closed her eyes, and the astral projection instantly crossed the outer shell of the earth, entered the depths of the earth's core, and finally came to a huge blue planet.

When Maya explained the matter, Gaia said without hesitation: "Of course he will go to hell. He violated the teachings of God."

"God is so... scary" Maya was surprised.

"Of course God is scary, but this matter has nothing to do with whether he is scary or not. The doctrine of not committing suicide is a good doctrine and cannot be violated." Gaia said.

"Why is he in a special situation and not hurting others?"

"Let's put it this way, if there is really no choice, for example, a soldier who is bound to die on the battlefield, in order to avoid pain, suicide can avoid guilt.

But the George you are talking about, obviously, he has too many choices, and suicide is the worst one.

Maya, you are too human. If you stand from a more divine perspective, you will easily find that not only is he guilty of murder, committing suicide is equal to murder, but cowardice itself is also an original sin.

Alas, God can't help you contact him. He hasn't appeared in this universe for a long time. Let me help you find St. Peter. Gaia sighed.

Two minutes later, Maya opened her eyes. At the same time, a beam of golden light shone directly in front of her, "Buzz"

An old man in white robe appeared above the hall.

"Ahem, this is the great Holy Spirit, His Excellency St. Peter." Maya introduced to the stunned crowd.

Then, she stood up and saluted the old man, "Hello, Your Excellency Saint Peter."

"Hello, respected Mayan God." He returned the greeting.

"Omag, Saint Peter...Saint Peter, my Lord, I, I finally see you," the old black man cried.