Xia Chenghao stood there with wide eyes.

Even if he knows the world, but the reality and the theoretical knowledge in the host are completely different things, similar but not different, and he has a deep understanding of the words of Red Moon One at the moment.

"Since you don't choose it anymore, then this knife and this gun will escort your life for the next nine years, life or death in these two weapons."

Xia Chenghao's heart was chaotic, but he still nodded slightly.

Red Moon No. 1 then said slowly: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle is the survival rule of human beings, the Red Moon cleaner does not need emotion, whoever learns to use artifacts other than himself to eliminate the other party will have a better chance of winning." ”

His words were full of supreme wisdom but also with endless killing intent, and Xia Chenghao was almost fascinated by it.

Each individual creature will instinctively maximize their own survival chances, and compete with each other for living space, which is the unchanging basic principle of the universe, but it is closer to reality when it comes out of the mouth of Red Moon One.

"Ordinary people mostly fight with fists and feet, at most they are only swords and guns, and the casualties are extremely limited." For the first time, Red Moon One reached out and patted the child on the shoulder, "Since the invention of gunpowder, larger-scale battles have begun to appear. ”

This time, Xia Chenghao blinked, saying that he didn't quite understand, because the war of human beings has nothing to do with the current scene.

Red Moon No. 1 sneered lightly, with a heavy mockery in his eyes, he was not mocking Xia Chenghao, but mocking the entire human world on Planet Glis, "There are more and more people on the planet, but resources are becoming more and more scarce, and sooner or later someone will go hungry." Gris is a loaf, and the more ants that eat it, the less each one will get. Fighting is necessary, and that's why Red Moon has a business to do. ”

Xia Chenghao's face was full of confusion, he had already understood the "population theory" in the super academy in the past half a year, and he couldn't understand the reasons for the war, but he didn't know that war was also a business, and it was the business of the red moon.

Just as he was trying to figure it out, Red Moon One explained something else.

"In the eyes of many more people, the cleaners are killing machines or even warmongers who don't understand us. They all think that we don't care about the majority except for the few, but in fact, they know that the survival of the majority is what we have paid for the death of the minority. ”

At this, he let out a long sigh.

Xia Chenghao became more and more confused, the Burning Planet, it is clear that only a very few people will survive in the end, but why is it for the survival of the majority, it is really a contradictory and incomprehensible proposition.

Red Moon One glanced at him and seemed to guess what he was thinking, "In the end, if you are the only one on the Fire Planet, then you are one of the few. But after you go out, you will kill the other few people in this world, and their death will allow the majority to get the resources of this part of the people, so that they have more living space. ”

Xia Chenghao finally spoke: "What do you mean is that a few of our more than 100 children will go out alive and kill a small number of people outside the island to save more people?" ”

"The more advanced the technology, the more advanced the means of killing people, in the war can not even see people at all, the slightest push of a button can destroy the entire city, so that tens of millions of people can be reduced to ashes in a few seconds."

"But these resources are in the hands of a few, and the more war is like a game, the less people care about its consequences."

Speaking of this, Red Moon One sighed deeply again, "And we, Red Moon, are going to cleanse the people who play these games in the Gris human world and the people associated with them. But first, you have to emerge victorious from the survival game of the Fire Planet in order to represent the Red Moon and purge the true war gamers. ”

He also said: "War games are not only military, but also political, economic, and cultural......"

Red Moon One turned around, looked at the deep night, shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "The businessman of Red Moon is stronger than all the war game players of the human race. ”

Xia Chenghao nodded, and by now he had understood the meaning of Red Moon No. 1's words. On the planet Gris, there are a few people who play politics, manipulate the economy, build legions, and create factions to manipulate the human world, while ordinary people look at the swords hanging over their heads every day.

Politicians or pundits who wield the sword appear and disappear from time to time, and have no worries about the outcome of the game because of their interests.

It is from this that Red Moon sees a huge business opportunity, and sends killers to purge the gamers, those politicians, and so on as a businessman. As a result, more people will live on that planet in peace.

But there are some questions that will not be answered now, and it will take nine years before Xia Chenghao leaves the Fire Planet before he has a chance to verify. whether the cleaning process will cause more turmoil; or a comprehensive cleansing like the Red Moon, whether it is good or bad, whether it is benign or not; Is Red Moon's cleansing of Gris's elites really as simple as Red Moon One's motive?

This is what he thinks in his heart and will not say it. The Fire Planet does not allow human thinking, it only needs to eat the weak, it only needs to kill.

Xia Chenghao asked himself, if killing a person could avoid a war, would you do it? The answer is yes, of course. The key question is how to distinguish between right and wrong, or whether the Red Moon Cleaner only needs to perform and not distinguish between right and wrong.

Hongyue No. 1 slowly turned around, stared at Xia Chenghao and said, "Okay, let's get here first today." In four and a half months, you'll be undergoing the rigors of physical training on this planet, and since you're the first to come out of the Super Academy, you'd better not die too quickly, which would disappoint me. ”

Xia Chenghao's whole body was cold, and he was silent.

"Remember, if you don't kill, people will kill you!" Red Moon One was far away, but the sound sounded like it was exploding in my ears.

The child suddenly raised his head and stared in the direction where Red Moon One disappeared, as if someone was staring at him tightly in the darkness, who was that person, Dad? Or Xing Zhengbin? It can't be, it's just an unfathomable dark night like a deep pool.

Lost lowered his head, turned around and put down the pistol, and slowly opened the electronic reading board. I didn't want to look into it, and my mind was full of the words of Red Moon One. In fact, it's a little ridiculous to think about it, they are already in the place of death, so why bother to live?

The air around me seemed to be condensed, and when I looked at the starry sky in the distance from the window, my chaotic thoughts began to slowly leave behind. The night gradually became clear and transparent.

Now, you can start reading and be calm.

In the middle of the night, a titanium-handled laser dagger engraved with the word "Kappo" whizzed out and nailed heavily to the metal beam, and a human bug flying from the sea was cut into two pieces and gently floated to the ground from the air.

Immediately, a light breeze blew, and the corpse blew somewhere.

Xia Chenghao suddenly felt very sleepy, and fell to the floor in a daze, and his long-term tense emotions could finally be relaxed.

When the sun rose again, he woke up from the sound of the waves.

And so on, day after day, and soon two weeks passed between sleep and wake.