Chapter Seventy-Two: Philosophical Questions and Answers Are Not True
Located next to the Lord's Hall, the Roundtable Chamber is a newly constructed building in which the Territory Management will discuss matters after the various administrations have been established.
At this time, the management of the territory was waiting for a person to arrive because they were all there.
Thirteen lean miners sit in the corner, eating real food made by the chefs of the City of Enlightenment.
Some people, eating and eating, tears fall. Thinking of being out of the sea of suffering, their empty eyes gradually regained their brightness.
Compared to the experience of the past two months, it is as if they are in heaven.
Along the way, they were clean and wide streets, strange buildings of different shapes, and people of the territory came and went...... The objects and people of the City of Enlightenment are constantly impacting their spirits.
They have a deep understanding of the meaning of the word "territory".
"There are still such places in the world!"
"How did they do it......"
"The guy who brought us here doesn't even have the right to enter this chamber."
"These people, their equipment, seem to be a notch better than that ruler."
They looked at the empty throne and thought about it.
"How powerful should the man they were waiting for be......"
Then they saw these men, who were "a notch stronger than the rulers," stand up in unison and bow respectfully.
"Lord Ling Fan."
"Lord Ling Fan, it's okay."
Ling Fan waved his hand to everyone, in fact, he didn't care about this, but the managers spontaneously showed respect with their actions, and he couldn't deal with it indifferently.
Ling Fan has a natural leadership charisma, and his temperament is like an abyss in every move, which will give people strong pressure.
Fortunately, he had a lazy penguin on his head, which more or less neutralized Ling Fan's aura. Twist nodded his round head, indicating that he had a great effect.
However, even if this is the case, in front of Ling Fan, ordinary people can't handle it calmly.
13 The miners hurriedly stood up, looking flustered and restrained, at a loss, and did not know what to do for a while.
"Don't be nervous."
Ling Fan sat on the main seat and spoke.
"Elect a man to tell us about the situation in your gathering place."
The 12 miners all looked at the "Uncle Miner", and the meaning was obvious.
"Uncle Miner" calmed down, stood up, and began to tell what he knew.
"There is a group of strong ...... Well, the more powerful people, they occupy the ...... of exchanging crystals"
"Men with low rank and weak strength become slave-like coolies."
"Women with a little posture are used by them as the object of venting."
“……”
The miner's "uncle" said intermittently, and the faces of the people sitting couldn't help but change.
Ling Fan knew it in his heart.
"Power inflates desires, and a solid pyramid structure is a breeding ground for monocitarian tyranny."
"This kind of thing was very common in previous lives."
"It's very common, but I, why do I feel so uncomfortable?"
"I'm even a little angry...... These, scum! ”
In Ling Fan's mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene of the final battle of the human race, and remembered those warriors who spilled their blood on the xenomorph battlefield......
Compared to the warriors, the so-called "rulers" of the enslavers, the emaciated miners, were nothing more than filthy worms.
Everyone in the round table chamber felt a suppressed aura permeating from Ling Fan's body, just like the sky before the storm, and they all had some difficulty breathing.
"Gather the First Combat Brigade, and all the First Tier Managers follow me to their settlements."
Level 1 manager is the name given to the person who controls a functional function.
The First Combat Brigade is a legion composed of the most elite combat forces in the territory, numbering about 5,000 people, and in fact, all the first-level managers serve as officers in the first-level regiment.
In the civilization upgrade game, the management structure of the territory is completely different from that of "modern society", Ling Fan is not good at this, and only understands a general idea.
It is worth mentioning that the head of the Blood War Legion, Lin Tao, is also one of the first-level managers. He felt that the name "Blood War Squad" was too popular, so he changed it to "Blood War Squad".
"This operation is what I call the 'extermination' operation."
"In 10 minutes, I'm going to see everyone in Victory Square, disband."
The action efficiency of the first-level managers is quite prominent, paying attention to the word "fast", and after 10 seconds, only Ling Fan and Shi Yueming are left in the roundtable meeting room.
As soon as the 13 miners saw this, they immediately slipped away.
Shi Yueming, as a deputy lord, was higher than the first-level management level, so she didn't leave.
Shi Yueming opened his mouth and said:
"Listen to the description of those miners, you can destroy that territory alone, why do you need to gather a first-level legion."
"It's a gathering place, and they don't have the ability to build a territory during this time."
"What do you think is the biggest threat to humanity in the game?"
"Where did you come from?"
Shi Yueming pondered for a moment and replied:
"You want to say that the greatest threat to humanity comes from humanity itself?"
"That's right, it looks like you already have an idea of the nature of the game."
"Human beings are complex as individuals, and as social creatures, human beings have group characteristics."
"If a group becomes dirty, like a quagmire of rotting flesh and blood, then the group pollutes the very essence of the entire human race."
Shi Yueming shook his head lightly: "This statement is too paranoid, how can you judge the nature of a group?" ”
Ling Fan's face was hidden in a shadow.
"Before, it was difficult to judge, but now, at a glance."
"Witnessing rot and filth, the human heart will become strong."
"These worms should be judged, but the judge is not me."
Hearing this, Shi Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen to a strong man like Ling Fan when he embarked on an evil path.
In fact, her worries were unwarranted.
In the previous life, there were many strong people who became crazy because their hands were stained with the blood of their own kind, some of them were evil themselves, and some were once kind, but in the end they all became crazy demons and stood on the opposite side of human beings.
However, since Ling Fan was able to survive to the final battle, it showed that he had always adhered to his original intention. When he returns from rebirth, his heart is stronger and unshakable.
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Victory Square.
More than 5,000 people lined up neatly, the cold silver moon was sprinkled, and the square was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
Shield Armor Warrior Luo Xiang'an stood at the front of the line, facing the array, his 2-meter-tall body resembling a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
The four regimental commanders stood in front of him and reported loudly to him.
"Report to the deputy commander, the first-level combat brigade, the No. 1 regiment, all 1,215 people have arrived."
"Report to the deputy commander, the first-level combat brigade, the second regiment, all 1,352 people have arrived."
"Report to the deputy commander, the first-class combat brigade, the third regiment, all 1,278 people have arrived."
"Report to the deputy commander, the first-class combat brigade, the fourth regiment, all 1,320 people are here."
The orderly military style shows the order of the city of enlightenment.
Order was originally one of the strongest forces of human beings, but in the game of civilization, it has become the most rare.
In just over two months, it has been able to develop to this extent, and the development speed of the City of Enlightenment is like riding a rocket compared to other gathering places.