In the cemetery outside the town, a young girl slowly walked forward with an unknown flower in her hand, and then placed it on top of a tombstone. The sparse sound of birdsong sounded in my ears, and the familiar figure came to mind.

Father, you said that man's destiny can be changed through his own efforts.

You said that in the distant past, although people's lives were not as good as they are now, they had a lot of equal rights to talents.

For example, struggle, change, and inescapable death.

Class is not a barrier in front of you, and even if this happens, it is a temporary anomaly. The world will push the situation in the world, destroy the seemingly solid natural danger in an unimaginable way, and let everyone have the right to change their destiny freely.

However, this situation ended 50,000 years ago.

No, to be exact, the seeds of termination were planted 100,000 years ago, and eventually evolved into what we see now. Destiny becomes indestructible, and every person is born with a predestined identity, lifestyle, and status.

Civilians are always just civilians, they are worthless. As long as you honestly look forward to the relief money issued by the empire every month, and then use these relief funds to buy daily necessities in a regular manner, and die like a walking dead in the chaos.

The elite, the aristocracy, and the royal family are born noble.

Every thought of theirs can be satisfied to the greatest extent. Glory and praise and all rights are to them. They are free to pursue what they want, and many people are willing to die for them.

For example, the father......

The girl looked at the tombstone in front of her, and her heart was filled with deep sadness.

The bouquet of flowers placed in front of it swayed in the wind, exuding endless longing, and finally turned into a torture of the self.

Joining the Servant Army is the only way for every self-motivated civilian to prove his worth, and this path is a dead end. Because in front of it, there is death and endless torment.

The Servant Army is not a passage for civilians to ascend, but exists to destroy some unstable factors as much as possible, such as the fiery heart in the Walking Dead, and some boring blood.

Unfortunately, it was too late for me to realize this fact, because my father had already followed the expeditionary force to the unknown world.

A faint fragrance surrounded the tip of her nose, and the girl's eyes reflected the scene a few months ago before her father's expedition, and the pain spread from the bottom of her heart.

"Muriel. Amos, I heard that your father is about to go on an expedition as a soldier of the Expeditionary Force."

"Yes"

"How many times has your father been on a campaign?"

"Three times"

"What a number to look forward to"

"yes"

The voice gradually faded in my mind, and even if I stood in the cemetery and looked at the tombstone in front of me, I could feel the heartfelt joy at the beginning. Because according to the laws of the Empire, as long as a soldier in the servant army can fight three times in a row and come back alive, then he can get the position of captain and become a hero across classes.

Junior officers.

Even in a small low-ranking officer, it is the existence that civilians look up to.

But......

The pain in her heart suddenly increased a little, and Muriel was almost overwhelmed by this emotion. A picture resurfaced in his mind, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Boundless fear spreads throughout the body, turning into indescribable bitterness.

"Isn't this the genius of our academy, Muriel? What are you doing in the library today instead of seeing off your father, and pretending to be diligent? ”

"Don't think that classes are so easy to cross"

"Is learning useful? Even if you study for a lifetime, you can't compare to the newborn children of the elite."

"Know what high-tech is? Know what a smart brain is? Know what life sciences are? ”

"Real knowledge is not here, but in the hands of the elite, the nobility and the royal family. Even if you can master all the knowledge in the library in your lifetime, it is not comparable to a small chip."

"Give it up! How nice is it to have fun with us? Spend this life drunk and dreaming"

Is the world really what those people say it is?

At least two people gave diametrically opposed answers, but their fate made people feel deeply helpless and sad.

"Muriel, congratulations on becoming the first student in the academy to graduate with a perfect score"

"As a teacher, I would like to give you a gift"

"That's the heart of dreams"

"It's a brain, a chip, and there's what you need"

"Although the class barrier is difficult to cross, the light of wisdom has never abandoned its followers, and I firmly believe that you can do it"

The palm of his hand was gently spread, and a ray of light emerged, turning into a virtual screen in front of his eyes. Is this the heart of dreams? I have really helped me a lot over the years, but since then the teacher has not been heard from.

Another image slowly unfolded in my mind, and even after a few months, I could still get a chill from it.

"What is Muriel? What's the use of having good grades in a college founded in a small town? These basic knowledge can completely replace her with a single chip."

"Just like his younger brother, he studied desperately for things that were completely useless. Do you really plan to use what you have learned to find a job? Take a salary that is far less than the benefits"

"And do you know what a servant army is?"

"Since 50,000 years ago, there has been an unwritten rule in the Servant Army that all Servant Army soldiers who participate in the Third Expedition must die"

"It's ridiculous that Amos and his family still have such whimsical dreams"

The unbridled laughter, even after a few months, is as shrill as ever.

The virtual screen disappears, and so does the light. Falling to her knees, Muriel put her head deep into her hands. Silent doubts emerged one by one in my mind.

What do people live for?

What is its significance? Is it just a repetition of the walking dead?

Because of his ideals and the family mission he carried, his father did not hesitate to join the battlefield as a servant army. Contribute to the world, your family, and your own destiny.

However, he got the news that he had died in battle.

Due to a huge mistake in intelligence, he was attacked by a god-level powerhouse and died in a world called Outer Heaven on the invading side.

In fact, even if he is not a god-level powerhouse in another world, his father will die in battle, and this is not transferred by the will of civilians. Because those who cross classes will not only be hated by the original class, but will also be rejected by all classes.

Teacher, that's what you said at the beginning? Then it evaporated from the world and disappeared into no news.