"Here, it really doesn't look like the end of the world........"

Lu Ping'an walked on the streets of the holy city, felt the warmth of the sky above, and looked at this prosperous city, and felt a lot.

The Phosphorus race looks like humans in many ways, even more like humans than bestials, and the most obvious difference is the small scales on their cheeks, arms, and feet.

They have two major subspecies, one is about two meters tall on average, strong and strong, it is said that they were once the lower species, responsible for the construction of military industry and labor, and they are called phosphorus people.

The other is the "Sa tribe", who is about 1.5 meters tall and 1.7 meters tall, thin but slender, and the guide of Lu Ping'an and his party, Little Mader, is of this ethnicity.

It is said that there is also a smaller "nameless race" of servants, handymen, and slaves, most of whom live outside the city and are not welcomed.

It is a very familiar policy that the superior race serves God and is responsible for labor, such as thinking, culture, and religion, while the subordinate race is responsible for military and labor, and the lower race is responsible for the rest of the whole.

But it is said that after the Nine-Day War, all of these racist policies were abolished...... But everyone knows that policies can only manage the surface, not people's hearts, and so far various races still do their own thing, such as this holy city, only in the slums and miscellaneous piles can you see the third race.

"Hello, do you want ink? There are five gears here, up to the third order of sealing, which one do you need? ”

“..... That's it. ”

Lu Ping'an pointed to the bottle of special ink on the outermost part of the store, with his current level, this was enough.

After taking the ink, Lu Ping'an also bought some delicate "parchment", which was the tanned degreased dry skin of the Warcraft, which was specially used for sealing.

"You're from the Outlands too? It's been a few years. ”

"I'm a native of the Holy City, and my ancestors' generation has been here."

The shopkeeper who speaks, has a triangular insect head.

And what really ended the "caste system" was actually the black ships from outside, and countless pollution incidents..... When the pressure from outsiders is sufficient, the internal hostility and division naturally become much lighter.

Lu Ping'an looked at the insect's head thoughtfully...... The shop is beautifully decorated, and it is still a commercial area in the center of the city, so it should be worth a lot.

And looking at the smug appearance on the other side, he really didn't know the situation in this world.

“...... You are a native of the Holy City, and you don't look like you're from an outland. ”

Lu Ping'an said with a smile, at the beginning, he also tried to admonish....... Soon, he realized that it was not only pointless but also stupid.

When the whole world regards the "doomsday believers" as cults and madmen, if you dare to say similar things, or even show sympathy for those madmen, you will immediately put a hat on your head.

Produce evidence? Video and textual evidence? That's great, you're not an ordinary believer, but a cult leader who propagandizes, demagogues, and disguises evidence, which is even more valuable.

With a batch of supplies just purchased, Lu Ping'an walked to the street and passed by a man..... A middle-aged man in silence holding a sign with the words "The end has come".

He looked at everything in front of him indifferently and silently, completely ignoring what others thought of him, and he still had something like a medal pinned to his chest, and a sharp sword with "radiation" at his feet...... This made the security team not far away just look at him, but they didn't dare to come up to stop him.

Lu Ping'an has seen a lot of such "believers", including ordinary people, scholars, warriors and even nobles, but without exception, all their efforts are meaningless, their remarks have been blocked and distorted, and their roars have turned into jokes and jokes among the people.

Even, in order to awaken the despair of the lost, they have become clowns who make people laugh, or meaningless deception.

Lu Ping'an was a little surprised at first, then he understood, then he became helpless, and in the end, he only laughed dumbly.

"Bang!"

He threw a large sum of money on the pile of newspapers where the man was sitting.

"I'm not a beggar..... the man who seemed to be of mixed Sa race was not annoyed, he still looked silently ahead, his eyes were blank.

Lu Ping'an didn't know what he had been through, but it wasn't a good thing to think about it.

"I'm not giving alms, I'm just funding, the placards are no longer clear, change for a good one."

“...... You know that too? ”

"I know a lot, but I know that it is meaningless, and it is indeed a man who can stand up....."

The two men passed by, and after the simple words, what to do and what to continue to do.

We all know that the behavior of this man holding a sign is meaningless, but some things are not decided by "whether it is useful or not".

“...... This world is really helpless. ”

Walking a block and ignoring the vigilant sheriffs, Lu Ping'an continued his procurement work.

After all, he is an outsider, and there are some things that he should not do, and he is unable to do them.

"It's a pity ....."

At most, I can only sigh one sentence.

After all, it's not like a fairy tale or a villain in it that suppresses all this, it's just some dark force or a mastermind behind the scenes, who maintains all this, in fact.....

“...... What can you do when the whole world is pressing on you......"

Those who deliberately block information, maintain social stability, and brand all the "prophets" as cultists are all the middle and upper echelons of the world.

Whether it is the main god or the evil god, the official organization of each country or the anti-social resistance forces, they all block the truth of all this in unison.

Lu Ping'an can find 10,000 reasons for their behavior, such as "avoiding social turmoil", avoiding "meaningless internal friction caused by civil strife", such as "before finding the main cause of destruction, do not create panic because of meaninglessness", such as "If you don't make it public, you may die in half a year, but if you announce it, most people will not live for half a year".

These reasons, not only in the past, but also in Lu Ping'an's judgment, I am afraid they are the most true.

It's just that judging from the results, those poor worms who "look up" have become the "doomsday believers" that can be seen everywhere today, and have become the existence that everyone shouts and beats.

“...... Heh, social stability, if it weren't for the seven main gods running away, I would almost really believe it. ”

Lu Ping'an felt a little funny, the earthlings intervened relatively late, some forces came earlier, and in recent decades, they have defected to the two main gods in a row, and the flavor of "when the devil is in the world" has been transmitted to the surrounding pluralistic world, and the earth has only made up its mind to revise its own policies to get a piece of the pie.

He could sense the despair and helplessness of the man, and even imagined what he could do if he was in this scene.

“...... It must not fall to that point, I am afraid that it is the only way to solve the problem. ”

At this moment, it's too late, so many "guests" are waiting for dinner, what can you do?

Perhaps, just like that helpless man, holding a rotten plank, standing on the street.

"No, if I have the ability to have a channel, I will run away, if there is nothing, I will indulge until the last moment......" After thinking for a while, Lu Ping'an made a judgment.

He knew something about himself, he was neither a hero nor a saint, just a mortal.

Along the way, the whole city is peaceful and warm, the gentlemen on the streets are gentle and elegant, and the shops and hawkers are full of vitality.

The real sun overhead had escaped, but the false artificial headlights emitted a warm glow.

Passers-by, residents, security parties, all of them have happy and satisfied smiles on their faces, and the crazy monthly salaries and lower and lower prices these days make people feel that a better day is just around the corner.

"Don't look up......"

And this kind of morbid peace, the warm light from the sky down, made Lu Ping'an, who had no heart and no lungs, feel cold and desperate from the heart.

In hell, everyone smiled with satisfaction..... The world is completely hopeless. ”