Mrs. Wu was stunned.

The masked monster's aura made her feel a great change, but she couldn't think too much of it under the fear.

Just to the surprise of the masked freak, Mrs. Wu shook her head in pain.

"Suzuki...... There's no way back. People who have no talent go to that world and never come back. ”

The masked freak said coldly:

"So even if your daughter isn't dead, you treat her as dead? Enjoying the fruits of her labor day and night? ”

Mrs. Wu's expression became more painful, and she kept shaking her head and said:

"It's not like that, it's not like that...... If I had a choice, I'd rather go to the Holy Land myself! But there is no way, this is the rule of Lord Zhuo. In the past 30 years, everyone has tacitly accepted this rule, and no one can change the status quo. ”

"So after they left here, no one ever came back, and they lived in the mines?"

Song Que suddenly thought of such a question.

"Yes, no one has ever been able to come back...... We don't know where they are in the mining area, my husband, and many other people have been to the mining area, but there is no trace of them in any mining area that we already know. ”

"So how they survived, I don't think you know."

"I don't know."

"Why don't you try to turn the fortress?"

Mrs. Wu said sadly:

"We can't get out of here, and there are a lot of people who are just as concerned about their children as I am. But there was no way, no one could leave the fortress. The fortress ...... Outsiders can only inquire about the information of this fortress through visits, and the information on the network has been sorted out, and the networks we can use are limited to the inside of the fortress. ”

"Information blockade. Is this all what Zhuo He meant? ”

"Yes, Lord Zhuo He has been in charge of this place for thirty years."

The masked freak was surprised that this fortress was indeed full of strange appearances.

After a few more interrogations, the masked freak confirmed that he couldn't ask any more questions, and injected Mrs. Wu with a reagent.

Mrs. Wu's consciousness blurred instantly.

[Tut-tut, who is the one who is dishonest between the two of us? Didn't you say that the time before the mask was taken off belongs to me? 】

The masked freak ignored the voices of the sea.

He unhurriedly sorted out all kinds of trivial matters and restored everything in the room to its original state.

After making sure everything was restored, he returned to his room.

I changed my mask in front of the mirror, and the moment I took off the mask, the voice in my head disappeared completely.

He changed back to his original identity again - Song Que.

……

……

Next.

The ceiling simulated daylight entering the room, and the fortress of the Holy Land looked extremely holy in the hazy sunlight.

People are off to a great start.

There are old people playing Tai Chi in the park. Lady walking her pet dog. The roadside vendors are already yelling, and the children are laughing and walking through the alleys.

Everyone's faces were once again filled with happy smiles.

When Song Que got up, his expression did not change, with a simple and modest smile.

Lu Chao'an took Lu Ming to play in the yard, and when he saw Song Que wake up, he greeted him in a friendly manner.

Several people looked as usual.

Only Mrs. Wu felt a little confused.

She seemed to have had a terrible dream last night.

When I woke up in the morning, I even got my pillow towel wet, and it seemed that I had dreamed of sad memories.

Her expression gradually became a little panicked, but when she saw that the photo in the living room was still in the frame, Mrs. Wu looked a little confused.

"Where is Commander Song going today?" Lu Chao'an said.

"I'll go see Lord Zhuo later, the Holy Land Fortress is very good in all aspects, and I am eager to know how he governs this fortress." Song Que's honest smile made it impossible to doubt.

Lu Chao'an said: "The people of the first fortress will be blessed in the future. ”

Mrs. Wu saw Song Que talking happily with her husband.

After a long time, she shook her head.

Probably really a dream.

She really couldn't compare the smiling young man in front of her to the demon with the mask.

……

……

Song Que didn't delay too much, and after having breakfast with the three members of the Lu family, he went to the sixth floor.

Along the way, he stopped at every level.

The second to fifth floors of the Holy Land Fort are actually not much different from other forts.

It's just that people have a slightly less workload comparatively.

After learning that shocking truth, Song Que was not surprised.

The sixth floor was soon there.

Zhuo He's office building is very ordinary, and compared to the sixth-story building, it is a little too leaky.

It's like a three-story or four-story building.

Song Que has always been a little concerned, and in the entire fortress, there are actually not very few guards he has seen.

But only the place where Zhuo He is located is the most heavily guarded.

With all kinds of doubts, Song Que entered the office building and came to the floor where Zhuo He was.

When he opened the door, Zhuo He didn't seem surprised, he was playing indoor golf.

Hearing the door, Zhuo He didn't look back.

He swung lightly and the ball went into the hole.

Zhuo He showed a satisfied expression, and then turned to look at Song Que.

He still has a kind smile on his face.

This smile is probably the same as Song Que's, with a bewildering nature.

So it's hard for anyone to associate Song Que with the masked weirdos.

It's hard for anyone to imagine Zhuo He as a tyrant-like evil lord.

"The commander-in-chief visited for a day, and thinks my fortress is okay?" Zhuo He smiled.

"It's a really good idea for talented people to mine." Song Que said calmly.

"Ah, if you discover the secret, then the old decay will not be hidden, that's right, the reason why our holy land fortress is beautiful and everyone has leisure is because we have abandoned our own superiority."

Zhuo He said proudly:

"The gifted and the ungifted are on an equal footing, and this is a real bastion of fairness."

"But where did the non-gifted go?" The smile on Song Que's face had completely disappeared.

Zhuo He frowned slightly, and then smiled:

"I didn't understand what the commander-in-chief said."

"The entire fortress can't find a single non-gifted person over the age of twelve, right? So Lord Zhuo, there is a problem with what you said, there are no non-gifted people, how can you talk about the talent and the non-talent getting along equally? Aren't they in the Holy Land, mining day and night, without even an equal chance? ”

Song Que stared at Zhuo He and continued:

"Let's skip the process of verification and quibble, and get straight to the point, I already have the evidence, so Lord Zhuo, let's not waste time."

Zhuo He's expression was complicated, at first surprised, then confused, and finally he returned to his old kind eyes.

"He is worthy of being the leader of the human race, and I was thinking about the war on the Plains of Yopella, how could humans resist the tide of beasts? Nowadays, it seems that the commander-in-chief does have extraordinary vision and insight. ”

Zhuo He was facing Song Que, and the smile on his face did not change at all.

宋排 says:

"Why? The ungifted are our kind, aren't they? At the very least, we should give them a chance to fight for their status, right? ”

Zhuo He didn't speak, still looking at Song Que.

"In other fortresses, at least twelve-year-old children still have the opportunity to change their fate through knowledge, but when it comes to your fortress, they will be deprived of even such a humble power?

I can't imagine what a harsh environment it was. Staying in the mine endlessly, spending the rest of my life mining, but never returning to this world, never seeing my friends and relatives, Lord Zhuo, I hope you can give me an explanation. ”

Zhuo He clapped his hands, applauded for a few seconds, and then said with a smile:

"The commander-in-chief is really chivalrous. This kind of sense of justice is rare in the parliament, right? With more than 200 fortress lords, you must be very uncomfortable discussing all kinds of evil plans, right? ”

"Don't get off the hook." Song Que gritted his teeth.

Zhuo He shook his head:

"The old man didn't open the topic, it's just Commander Song, your poor sense of justice can't change the world.

What do humans dream of the most? Of course, it is the conquest of the mining area, which can remove the rule of seven days of death in the mining area. And the system that comes out of the extension of this rule is the system of natural selection. ”

Song Que frowned.

Zhuo He said calmly:

"Gifted people have been accustomed to holding high positions for hundreds of years.

They live in a higher hierarchy and live a more refined life. The sense of superiority has been manifested. Don't you know, Commander? ”

Song Que couldn't refute this.

This is the case with the system of the pyramids.

"As a lord, Lao Yu knows more after all, and when humans enter the pyramid, they choose to survive according to the rules described in the pyramid stele. This kind of rule has divided us into three, six, nine, and so on.

The emergence of talent has pushed the hierarchy of human beings to the extreme.

Commander Song, the human beings in this world are born unequal, and they are born with the distinction between high and low, maybe at the beginning, it was possible for all this to be corrected, but now, do you think, is it possible to change? ”

宋排 says:

"But you're going too far!"

"Is there one? It is often said that there is retribution for making a deal with the devil. But Song commands, the devil lives in our hearts.

I sent non-gifted people to the mines, and they mined endlessly, and you think it's cruel?

If you have ever seen those non-gifted people whispering at the top, you should understand that the so-called promotion mechanism in this world is all just a gesture.

People don't trade with the devil, not because they hate to make deals, but because they can't find the opportunity to trade with the devil. ”

Song Que was stunned, and Zhuo He's reaction was as if he was firm that he was right.

But he couldn't give an example to oppose Zhuo He.

As the future lord of the First Fortress, Song Que was too aware of the invisible class gap between the gifted and the non-talented.

Zhuo He's expression was still so kind and compassionate, and he said:

"Commander Song, you think that the old man's method is cruel, but have you ever thought about what the old man would do if he shook out the secret that non-gifted people could survive in the mining area for seven days and told it to the lords of the various fortresses?"

This sentence was like the most vicious curse, burrowing into Song Que's heart.

He clearly knows that he should repay kindness to everyone and believe in the beauty of human nature.

But when he began to think about it, he saw a different picture.

Zhuo He was very satisfied with Song Que's expression and said:

"You see, even a good and righteous person like you doesn't believe they can accept this, do they? Most likely, like me, I will choose to exile the non-gifted completely. All the lords of the fortress will make the same choice as me.

As gifted people, they have been noble for hundreds of years, and suddenly tell them that those lowly non-talented, low-level temporary workers, and miners are the real welcome existence in the other world, what will they think? ”

Song Que was suddenly speechless.

"Your justice is naïve and ridiculous, but I didn't tell the news. Imagine again, if these news were known to the miners at the bottom first, how many fortresses would be in turmoil? ”

"I'd like to kindly remind you that non-gifted people can't survive in the mines for long, and they can't even deal with an enhanced creature. And back in the pyramid - do you really think that people who have become accustomed to the posture of superiority will put down their shelves and accept them? ”

Zhuo He continued:

"My Holy Land Fortress is a living example, and there may be a handful of people who think about those inferior creatures, but do you see the happy and contented expressions of most people?"

"Commander Song! What I do is righteous! ”

The kind face suddenly became hideous.

Song Que only felt an extremely terrifying aura gushing out instantly.

Zhuo He's face slowly distorted, his mouth protruded, and the whole person looked extremely weird.

Song Que didn't even care about this weirdness, he was suppressed by Zhuo He's words.

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, it was just like Zhuo He's analysis.

Perhaps once this secret is made public, the people at the bottom will only suffer more terrible oppression and exploitation.

Because there is no third world.

They can survive for a long time in the mining area, but they do not have the ability to survive.

They are in the pyramid, although they are no different from the gifted, but they are destined to be unable to change the fate of the oppressed.

In both worlds, they seem to be aliens who can't really be accepted.

Unless there is a third world in this, it will be like what Ye Feng said to himself after the war...... These people don't have a future at all, right?

Zhuo He's face finally completed the change, and Song Que looked at that face.

"It's a pity, the young master of the Song family in the first fortress is gone, I will definitely have a lot of trouble, but I didn't do it, Commander Song, I have to send you to another place, because you know too many secrets."

Song Que set off a storm in his heart.

To say that non-gifted people can survive in the mining area for seven days subverts his perception.

Then the picture in front of him once again subverted Song Que's cognition.

He'd indeed seen mining creatures that could turn into humans.

But he never imagined that there were mining creatures that would become humans and rule over the human fortress!

Where is Zhuo He in front of him?

What appeared in front of Song Que was a catastrophe-level boss creature - Jinghe.

It has sapphire-like feathers and is not large, just like the cranes that can carry people in ancient legends.

It's just that the wings shimmer with the luster of gemstones and look sharp and hard.

Zhuohe says:

"I am the eye of the court. The turtle and crane are the pupils, and I monitor the world of humans, and the turtle monitors the world of all beasts.

Commander Song, I admire you, you have ten talents, and for the existence at the top of the pyramid, it must be happy to use you as a container.

It's a pity, you know what you shouldn't know, for the sake of all mankind, and for the sake of all beasts, you can't stay in this world. ”

Song Que calculated the possibility of escaping, and now he finally understood why the dying Zhuo He didn't have a guard by his side-

Where do the Cataclysmic boss creatures need to be guarded by humans?

The fact that the beasts ruled the pyramid was even more shocking than the exile of the people at the bottom to the mines.

He couldn't imagine that among the more than two hundred fortresses of the human race, the Holy Land Fortress was actually ruled by ten thousand beasts.

"You can't escape, Commander Song, you like to stand up for the bottom people so much, then I'll send you to the Holy Land."

The blue light flashed, and a warning instantly appeared in Song Que's sea of knowledge.

[Run! It's not something we can deal with! Do everything you can to escape! 】

Both personalities felt a great threat at the same time.

But humans and beasts cannot be compared at all in non-mining areas.

In the real world, Song Que couldn't open the Eye of Balance, and even if he could, he would definitely not be able to defeat Jinghe.

Song Que fell to the ground.

In a short time, his whole body was covered in black robes. His face was out of sight.

Several guards carried Song Que to the ground floor, the portal that was forbidden to pass.

Zhuo He looked at all this from a distance and said:

"In the deep pit, enjoy it, after all, the miners can still live, and you only have the last seven days to live."

……

……

Tang Xian sneezed.

It was not far from the Holy Land, and the Tang plane flew for two days, and the two of them ate a lot of northern beasts along the way.

It's pretty leisurely. Especially the Tang plane, from time to time staring at the beasts under the clouds, he asked if he could eat it, if it was delicious.

Tang Xian didn't treat it badly. In fact, the Don planes could not fly faster either.

Therefore, although Tang Xian was very worried about Qing Jiuyu's safety, it was useless to be in a hurry, so he could only pray that the enchanting woman could last two more days.

Thinking like this, he sneezed again.

"Looks like a fox is thinking about me." He looked up at the mountains in the distance.

On the other side of the mountain, there is a huge sinkhole.

(This chapter must be broken here...... Because the next chapter is the scene under the sinkhole, I thought I could have 8,000 words today, but I had to go to see the neck at night, and the cervical spine was strained, which was really uncomfortable. Make it up tomorrow. ）