Chapter 68: The Otherworldly Capital (2)
Xia Feng, who was treating the old man's injuries, didn't reply: "I said no." β
It's not strange that she can think of it, and it's not strange to him, not from the beginning.
Wei Si on the side also said: "Mu Li, don't think about those strange things, it's really disfigured, it's too late for you to regret it." β
"That's it, that's it, if you really want to be disfigured, then don't let Xia Feng know about it, destroy it yourself, otherwise, he will go with you, then we won't be distressed to death!" Linda and Shiryl echoed without kindness.
Along the way, the three elves have always been in a state of envy, jealousy and hatred for the inhuman appearance of these two people, and the elves are the most beautiful race in the world, so the existence of these two people is simply unreasonable. is obviously only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, but he has already been breathtaking, and it would be good if he grew up a little more.
Xia Feng was not interested in their topic, after all, it was not the first time, so he ignored them and helped the old man on the ground by himself.
"Grandpa, do you feel anything uncomfortable?"
The old man stood up straight and said busily: "No, no, it's all right, thank you, young man!"
"You're welcome, you're fine!" Xia Feng smiled and helped the old man out of the crowd, and the chaos behind him was completely handed over to Mu Li.
Weisi was helping Xia Feng on the side, and Linda and Shiryl both said hello to Mu Li and flashed quickly.
"Old man," when he reached the corner where no one was around, Xia Feng let go of the old man and asked, "Who are those people? Why are they beating you? There shouldn't be taxes in this season?"
"Ah......" The old man sighed in a trance, looking at Xia Feng, but he opened his mouth a few times without saying a word.
Xia Feng thought for a moment, then turned around and shouted, "Long'er, we don't seem to have a place to sleep today, right?"
Mu Li, who had already cleaned up the bad guys and caught up, clapped his hands and replied: "Yes, what's wrong? Those pieces of waste, dare to be thugs so badly, shame!" It seems that she hasn't fought enough.
"Grandpa, can you let us stay in your house? It seems that our travel expenses are not enough for so many people to stay in the hotel. Xia Feng pleaded sincerely.
The old man of "......" was still dazed, because judging from their clothes and temperament, they were by no means people who could not afford to live in a hotel.
"Yes, old man, you can help us!" Wei Si understood Xia Feng's thoughts, and hurriedly helped on the side. Linda unceremoniously picked up the favor debt, shouting:
"For the sake of us saving you once, old manβ"
The old man always looked at the smiling Xia Feng, and finally nodded, "If you really want to hear the story, come with me!"
"Thank you!" several people shouted in unison, looking more like they were cheering, not knowing what they were happy about.
After following the old man out of the city, and after walking for a long time, he finally saw the village where the old man lived, a village that was even more depressed and dilapidated than they had imagined, with potholes on both sides of the road, full of dilapidated low houses, and the peasants working on the farms dressed in simple and shabby single clothes, who did not stop their work even on rainy days.
"How can this be?" Mu Li looked at everything he could see in a daze, his face full of incredulity. Just a wall, the world has become a different shape.
Shirille, who was on the side, hooked her shoulders and asked strangely, "Is this situation very common! Why are you so surprised? Don't tell me you don't know, don't lie!"
"Universal?" Mu Li was slightly stunned, and then turned back and asked, "Why? Isn't this situation outrageous? Could it be that you are of another race?" His eyes widened as if he had a whim, and looked straight at the old man.
The old man's eyes widened in surprise, and after a moment of reflection on what she meant, he said funny: "Of course not, we are all veritable human races, and it is impossible for foreign residents to live here...... Terran ...... Poor ......," the old man sighed in his tone.
"Paups, should the lives of paupers be so far from those of the nobility?"
"Then what do you think?" Linda was surprised by Mu Li's innocence, she was even more stupid than them who had just come to the Gods and Demons Continent.
"Why?"
"Because that's the way the world is. β
Xia Feng's words attracted the attention of everyone present and paid full attention.
"The Terrans have always claimed to be the masters of the world, the gods and demons are the high-level incarnations of mankind, and the gods and demons are the elite of the Terran elite, and they are the objects of worship of all life, and such remarks have also been acquiesced. All life is the same, driven by self-interest, because certain narrow racial ideas are motivated to exclude and slaughter aliens, and even treat them as tools and slaves, believing that only their own race is the noblest. Xia Feng paused and continued. "Human beings occupy the absolute dominance of the Gods and Demons Continent, and the most noble human beings are human beings themselves. But all social thought originates from politics and economics, and is the instrument of the social superstructure, and the mainstream consciousness is the upper consciousness, and the fate of those at the bottom of society is actually no different from that of other races, and they are poor and miserable only because of their different status......"
"Class contradictions!" Mu Li blurted out, "class contradictions masked by racial contradictions." β
Xia Feng looked at Mu Li with a smile, although he had never heard of such a definition, he was impressed by the accuracy of her simple words - the world in Mu Li's dream was really extraordinary.
The three elves and the old man all frowned, the meaning of these words was not something they could understand in a short period of time.
Only Mu Li nodded thoughtfully, understanding that the world is centered on interests, and without interests, there will be no so-called enemies, let alone friends.
interests, the interests of the rulers -