Chapter Seventy-Seven. Seek out the frost and get acquainted with the Skeke rat to calm the fire element
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"Preach the gospel of God." There is a small sign at the entrance to the Ministry of Truth, saying that it is small because it is almost impossible to detect its existence if you don't look closely. Of course, no one dares to ignore its existence, and everyone who comes to the Congregation of Truth must look at this line with admiration, because it is written by the hand of the Forever Great, Forever Glorious, Forever Right Pope. The above is bullshit, the Ministry of Truth exists for only one purpose, to create rumors.
For example, if the bridge built by the empire a few months ago suddenly collapses, we all understand what is going on, and the civilians know what is going on, but we can't let the civilians know what is going on. The significance of the existence of the Ministry of Truth is highlighted, and the long video, all the records of the bridge construction β forged records, of course β are played over and over again, people have to believe that they are true.
When I arrived at the Ministry of Truth, they were reporting on the bridge collapse. I picked up a manuscript casually, which read: After the accident, the consul responded quickly and in a timely manner, and immediately summoned the main officials of the Ministry of Transport and the master architects to the scene to investigate and hold a meeting to make arrangements for finding potential safety hazards and comprehensively rectifying the work. The consul stressed that the concept of happiness must be firmly established and safety must always be given top priority. We must stand at the height of being responsible for the people's safety and the cause, and we must not judge the cause of the accident on the facts, but on the standards, omissions, and management on the facts, and analyze the causes in a realistic manner, conduct a comprehensive investigation, thoroughly rectify the situation, and eliminate potential safety hazards. At the same time, we should find out the crux of the problem, take responsibility seriously, draw inferences from one case, resolutely prevent the recurrence of similar accidents, ensure the safety of people's lives, and enhance the city's sense of security and happiness.
It's a great article, obviously an article about the collapse of a bridge, but I didn't find the word bridge anyway. I know every word of this article, but when they are added together, I don't understand the meaning of it. That's why I say it's a great article, and I can't even read it, let alone the ignorant people. Only such an article is the most popular, it makes full use of the charm of doublethought, it not only succeeds in making a statement about the events but also does not cause the slightest discontent among the population. It's up to us to decide what the truth about the collapse of the bridge is, but none of that matters, what matters is that the empire has a reason to tax the people, because the bridge was collapsed by heresy. As for whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
I saw the inscription of the article, and a sharp handwriting made me interested in this person.
"Call this man to me." I pointed to the end of the article and said.
After a while, a man in an overcoat was escorted over. His eyes were filled with fear, and he had no idea what was happening. I can guess that when my men appeared in front of him, he must have been terrified, and he must have thought that he had committed an unforgivable crime. However, I immediately realized that this was just an illusion, and that the man in front of me had succeeded in deceiving me, albeit only for a short moment.
"You're such an interesting person." I distracted my men and turned off the watch card.
He suddenly sat up from his chair and yelled, "Who the hell are you?" β
"Guess what. You're so smart, you're sure you could have guessed. I said with a wink.
"You're the one." He sat back in his chair, "You must be, the body of a child, the power of the Pope, you can only be that person." β
"You know a lot." I sat in a tall chair and sat face to face with him. I was looking at this man closely, and I wondered that it was impossible for a person like him to appear in the Ministry of Truth, and he should be in the Ministry of Friendship, of course, the object of torture and interrogation.
I smiled at him and said, "I met you today, and I'm in a very good mood. I'd love to hear your story, rest assured, you have a whole day to tell. β
He said, "I'm not a very good storyteller, so if you want to know something, just ask questions." β
I didn't think there was anything wrong with that, so I pointed to the end of the article and asked, "Is this your real name?" β
"Yes."
I asked, "Your article is too good, of course those ignorant things don't know what the problem is, but you can't hide it from me, and in order to write such an article, you must have an in-depth understanding of the Ministry of Truth and even the operation of the entire Divine Cult, but I look at the clothes on your body, you are not even a basic disciple." Can you tell me what you used to do? β
As if he had met a bosom friend, he smiled and said, "Haha, I knew that someone would definitely see the problem." Truth be told, I used to write for a living, but everything I wrote was anti-Cult and anti-Empire. β
"Why not keep writing? Afraid of being caught by the Cult? β
"No," he said categorically, "I'm not afraid of being caught, and I even hope to be caught." I'm sure they're not going to come and get me, though. β
I understood what he meant in an instant, and I said, "You're quite optimistic, indeed, can you really become a hero in some people's hearts if you are caught?" β
He thought for a moment and said, "No." I used to think that as long as I was captured by the Cult, my reputation would be greater in private, and the number of people willing to read my articles would increase, so that more people would be awakened. After entering the Ministry of Truth, I realized that this idea was too naΓ―ve, that third-class people are third-class people, and they only care about eating, drinking, and sleeping. Although they seem to be very stupid, they are actually very shrewd, they know what to do and what not to do, they have the right instincts, so they can live happily in this world. Of course, you and I both know that it is this shrewdness that makes the world worse and worse. Strictly speaking, this may not be called shrewdness, but indifference. Everything that has nothing to do with one's own interests is a trivial matter, and you can watch other people's interests be encroached upon with peace of mind. β
I raised my index finger and pointed at him twice, and said, "You, you, you really should be sent to the Ministry of Friendship to reform your mind." Why are you sure we're not going to arrest you? β
He said: "First, you will not pay attention to my petty fight; Second, my existence, the existence of people like me, is good for you, at least to claim that there is still freedom of speech in this country; Thirdly, you are also afraid that if you catch me, you will create a 'hero'. β
I smiled nondeniably: "The last point you said is not right. We are never afraid to build anything, because if we can make it, we can also destroy it. β