Twilight began to spread across the sky.

At the edge of the temple square, the slaves simultaneously lit hundreds of piles of dry firewood that had been prepared long ago. The flames rose into the sky, and a heat wave swept through everyone in the square, pushing their passions to a climax.

Tonight is their festival, their revelry, the groveling of those who were high up in the past, the wretched creatures who were not valued in the past, the night of revenge where the resentment and dissatisfaction accumulated in the past can be vented to their heart's content.

Tonight belongs to them, and tonight they will put in a new manager.

"Look at them, how satisfied, how happy they are." "If they knew that the so-called election was just a façade show, what would they say? ”

The soon-to-be-elected new manager shrugged his shoulders and now only needs to wait for the final process to be completed before he can get his official name. "Maybe they'll say they already knew. They are just pretending to be fooled by us, and everyone takes what they need and is happy together. ”

The two stood side by side on the tower, looking down on the square. As Shi Cheng said, the men in the main city were taking what they needed after throwing the pottery shards. The wine is taken out of the carry-on space and distributed to the outstretched hands. The bamboo basket full of wild fruits popped up in the blink of an eye, and then became empty at a slightly slower speed. The most popular species is the nightshade plant, which has a tendrils and many people don't know its name. In Shi Cheng's opinion, the appearance of that thing was similar to that of a flowery anemone.

The square was filled with laughter and, of course, the high moans of women. Killing and poking and wave fighting are the two eternal daily routines of the arena.

"Speaking of being fooled, how did you feel when you voted for the first time?"

"My first vote? Are you asking before or after the crossing? ”

Shi Cheng was slightly surprised by this answer, "Did you vote before the crossing?" ”

"Yes, I did, and the first time was when I was eighteen. 300 yuan plus a meal, for the village chief who wants to be re-elected, I personally feel that it is quite cost-effective. What about you? ”

"Well, I've only thrown a few times after the crossing. The first time I was already a captain, and my regimental commander promised that whoever of the ten of us had the most votes for him would be recommended to take his seat. ”

"Ah, Lao Qiu, right? I remember him, he died in battle within a few months of becoming the manager, and we had to choose again. ”

"Well, he made me happy in vain. I got him more than 1,000 votes at the time, and he was so happy. He patted me on the shoulder and said that when he was chosen, he would repay me heavily. A few days later, he apologized to me, saying that he had made a mistake, and that a kid had more tickets than me, so he gave the kid a recommendation. ”

"Listening to your tone, you don't have much interest in one-person-one-vote democracy."

"I wasn't like that before." Shi Cheng said, "When I was a child, I saw a short story from a magazine that published chicken soup articles. The story goes that there were two pastures, each with a flock of sheep. God gave the two flocks a multiple-choice question, asking them whether they would rather have a wolf or a lion to be their neighbors. If you choose a lion, you can replace the lion with another carnivore at any time by democratic voting, but the wolf does not have this right. ”

"The two flocks made different choices. So soon after the difference appeared, the group of sheep that chose the wolf was unlucky, because the wolf had no competitors, and behaved all day long, even if it was full, it would bite the sheep and play. The lion only eats the old sheep that can't run, and the sheep promise not to replace the lion with other carnivores, and the two sides form a harmonious and orderly coexistence relationship, which is much better than the situation of the sheep who chose the wolf. ”

"After reading this story, I was as excited as I had discovered a new world, and I ran to tell it to my friends, hoping to prove the superiority of democracy. I also told them that we should be the sheep who choose lions, and fight for the rights that belong to us, instead of resigning ourselves to the oppression of wolves. ”

Shi Cheng paused at this point, a slight flush appeared on his face, and his memories clearly touched on some kind of injury.

"I guess your friends have refuted your arguments with dry goods, and you're speechless about it. Then they laugh at you and make you feel like a fool. Right? ”

"Yes, I was a fool at that time, and I was still a big fool at that time." Shi Cheng avoided Xu Bo's gaze, "They didn't directly refute me, but sang me a song." Then they told me that only a fool would make up a fool's story like a lion and a wolf to preach the omnipotence of democracy. ”

"What did they sing?" Xu Bo became interested.

"Do you have to know?"

"Please, you're a man who is about to become a manager, you have to start and finish, right?"

Shi Cheng stared at the high priest for a long time, and finally reluctantly moistened his throat and sang an adapted version of a northern Shaanxi folk song.

"The east is red, the sun is rising.

The pasture has a sheep Zedong,

It leads the sheep to do the revolution,

Kill the God of the wolf and the lion and the dog day. ”

Xu Bo laughed, and tears of laughter flowed down. "Talented, talented," he clapped vigorously, "your friends are so humorous." ”

"Yes, my friends are humorous and wise. After their pointing, I discovered the loophole in this story: God has no competitors, and the choice of lions is also resigned to fate. From another point of view, it is simply advocating arbitrariness and justification, and rebellion against guilt. Shi Cheng shrugged, "Since then, I have developed an aversion to people who preach the omnipotence of democracy, these people are either liars or fools. ”

"I'm glad we were right." Xu Bo deliberately put our word very seriously, to imply that he was not expressing his glad that the people were not mistaken about you. "Well, it's almost time, and it's time for us two to go to the venue."

The two of them descended from the tower and entered the bustling streets. On both sides of the street, there are many men and women enjoying themselves, and there are all kinds of positions to choose from.

"Hey, Brother Jun, do you want to have fun?" A woman with a tattoo of a personal slave logo stepped forward to talk, she was graceful, her body and face were first-class, and she was definitely enough to meet the standard of a sexy stunner. "Have you ever voted? My master told me that as long as I voted for Shi Cheng, I could play with them. If you don't believe me, try it. ”

The woman snorted drunkenly and crossed her chest at the high priest. Xu Bo stretched out his hand and found that the mental restriction of not being allowed to touch other people's private property without permission really did not work, and he effortlessly touched the woman's plump right breast, which made Shi Cheng on the side look embarrassed.

"Let's go, Tou Shi Cheng, right? No problem. ”

The woman grinned, "Go and get back quickly, I can't wait too long, don't let people take the lead." She winked at each of them, turned and disappeared into the crowd.

Xu Bo looked at Shi Cheng, who quickly cleared up, "It's not me, I don't know anything." ”

On the way to the council, they were subjected to several similar harassments, half of whom were trying to canvass for Shi Cheng, and they were extremely enthusiastic, even though they had never seen the manager candidate before.

"You also canvassed for Lao Qiu like this in the first place, right? Send your own personal slave to sleep with you on the street? ”

"I don't have a personal slave, never." Shi Cheng replied dryly.

"Really? Why? ”

"It's a long story, and I don't think it's a good time to talk about it. By the way, what about your slaves? That's called Wei or something, aren't you two inseparable? ”

"She's tired during the day and she's still sleeping. Don't think about it, she's tired of being busy with serious things. ”

"I didn't think about it, you wanted to be crooked, I was thinking about it."

The two talked with each other, and soon came to the venue. Most of the people in power had gathered, noisily waiting for the counting of votes to begin. Huang Zhaocai arrived one step earlier, quite presciently occupied a few more vacant seats, and waved as soon as he saw the two of them appear.

"Hey, Lao Xu, Lao Shi, this way."

Shi Cheng leaned over and sat down against the so-called competitor, and Xu Bo followed closely. "Have you all the tickets for the fortress?"

"It's all ready, six jars are a lot, and they have just been delivered." Huang Zhaocai replied.

"These messenger slaves are quite capable." Xu Bo said. It seems that I used to be a little prejudiced against them, and maybe replacing the men in the garrison with slaves was not a particularly stupid idea.

It didn't take long for the venue to be full. Zhang An took his younger brother and sat opposite Huang Zhaocai, he looked left and right, and established a telepathic passage that only a few people could enter.

'I've done it here, what about you, Lao Huang?' ’

'Sure, when did I drop the chain?' ’

'Are you embarrassed?' It's not my people who ran to provoke the Guards. ’

'Holy shit, it's over, isn't it?' Why do you want to play all year round? ’

'Shut up, and do whatever you want when the meeting is over.' Lao Zhang, what exactly did you do? ’

'Simple, I tell my captains that the High Priest, that is, you, is no better than letting out the news that I am elected. In order to prevent the opponent, that is, Lao Huang, from becoming the boss, I called on my subordinates to mobilize their respective relationships and vote for Lao Shi all the votes they could. ’

'Hehe, each other, and so do I. Huang Zhaocai interjected, "You should really look at the way my men are desperately canvassing for votes to prevent you from being elected, they even lend out their own girls, which are their most valuable assets." ’

Looking at this pair of friends who were hostile to each other on the surface and had a close relationship in private, Shi Cheng remembered the story of the lion and the wolf, as well as the fools who had been fooled by this story.

The past is unforgettable.

The superior who was in charge of keeping the ticket jar came to Xu Bo, bent down and whispered something. The High Priest and Acting Speaker then rose from the ground and walked into the center of the hall to announce the beginning of the count.

One by one, the guards took out the clay pots in their respective spaces, poured the pottery shards painted with different colors together, and waited for the last clay pot to empty out. Xu Bo activated his ability, and the mountain-like pile of pottery shards immediately automatically divided into three piles according to color. Everyone stood up and stretched their necks, and as a result, they all clearly saw that the red hill representing Shi Cheng was the largest one.

"I am honored to here, in the name of the Lord God, to officially announce that the person who will be elected as our next new commander, the head of the Fifth Field Regiment, Shi Cheng!"

The audience applauded thunderously.