Chapter Seventy-One: The Profession of the Fire Bearer (20)

Isn't there no one named Meng Yiran among the fire bearers?

The big man looked simple, not like a fake puzzle, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he was deliberately sarcastic or sarcastic Meng Yiran, and then he immediately shouted.

How could it not be?! He raised his voice an octave in disbelief, and his voice became very high-pitched: I remember that the names of us fire bearers were written in the textbooks! The chairman also had our name engraved on the monument

Before he could finish speaking, he realized the possibility that the traces of his existence had been erased.

After all, the chairman of the board of directors who exiled himself was the most powerful person in Night City, and it would not be difficult to do such a thing, and time would allow

After all, it's been more than ten years.

Revise textbooks, erase the names on monuments, gag all involved, and erase all traces of their own existence in terms of inheritance

Although Meng Yiran is arrogant, he is not stupid.

In other words, every middle class who has received further education is not stupid.

Most of the people in the lower classes are short-sighted, easily confused by the petty interests in front of them, have no vision, no morality, no shame, and can abandon their humanity to oppress their fellow citizens for a little food, because the living environment in which they live does not allow them to have these things at all.

With little education and a scarce material foundation, in this situation where you have to do your best to survive, it is simply whimsical and foolish to expect people from the lower classes to talk about civilization, establish a new style, and become moral models.

After all, only when the material foundation is gradually raised can people have sufficient surplus to build spiritual civilization, and with the upgrading of education and moral concepts, people's moral standards will become higher and higher.

And the middle class, like the aristocracy, is different.

Almost every one of them sucks the blood of the people at the bottom, relies on the blood and sweat of the people at the bottom to provide food and clothing, lives in a relatively luxurious environment&ash;&ash; receives a relatively good and complete education, enjoys the vegetables and meat grown from the greenhouse, and also has the vision and connections that the people at the bottom will not have

This means that they have far more information channels and more lively ideas than the lower classes.

But no is no, and there is no mention of you in the textbook The big man scratched his head, and looked at Meng Yiran, who fell into silence: I said uncle, you shouldn't be lying to me, right? When I was a child, I memorized the name of the fire bearer very well, and there was definitely no name Meng Yiran in it

This is strange Meng Yiran's heart flashed a trace of confusion, and the whole person suddenly fell into confusion, how can this be possible I remember that I obviously knew it! What are you doing, why are you dragging me away!?

The feeling of pulling from his hand made the middle-aged and elderly man wake up suddenly, and his body was unstable and he was staggered and dragged forward, he looked at the big man who was pulling him and said: Let go! Why the hell are you pulling me out!

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Meng Yiran, who had been fighting at the bottom for more than ten years, immediately scolded and spat fragrantly.

There is still half a chapter to change first, and tomorrow should be able to adjust the schedule.,After that, it may be able to update normally.