Chapter 15: Untitled

[We have only one purpose in discussing fate, and that is to let everyone understand that there is no regret medicine in this world. 】

transmigration

Does it really make sense?

If, this is a real world.

I know it's a world that doesn't belong to me.

Will Lin'er live? In this world, if the heartbeat is lost, the heart is no longer supplied with blood, the brain is unconscious, and the limbs are no longer obedient, it is truly dead.

There are not so many truths that a young person needs to understand, and it is impossible to really do them all, whether human behavior summarized by the laws of nature and the laws of humanity is the prototype of fate?

From the upper limit of personal ability, to the upper limit of educational level, and even the upper limit of rules and laws, how can we shape a real "person"?

What is the criterion of being a "human", if everyone is born as an individual as a "human", then the so-called fate is nothing but an individual activity as a "human".

Will the laws of humanity summed up from this individual activity really frame everyone? No one can escape?

If, for the rest of your life, you are told that everything you have is nothing more than the dust of time, as small as an ant, or even any proud achievement is not worth mentioning, or even spurned by others, any achievement or effort that you have built up in the first half of your life is just a gust of wind that blows the dust.

This gust of wind is no longer small, and even a breath will die.

Can people really exist with fate?

If you become a mustard in this world, if you fall down the ladder of this world, if you can only be at the bottom of the pyramid of this world, you don't even know it.

All I know is that you really need the word fate to comfort yourself.

Because of fate, you have nothing, so you can be small and big.

Because of fate, you are small and humble, so you can be desperate.

Because of fate, your life is like a mustard, so you can be fearless.

The word fate can be divided by the top of the pyramid into the discourse of fatalistic identity with different abilities and different ladders. It can also be divided by the bottom of the pyramid into the shackles of fate theory with different resources and different ladders.

When someone mentions fate to you, it must be their own selfishness.

Money, fame and fortune, i.e. resources, information, assets.

If you have, it is a division of destiny. If you don't, the shackles of fate have been broken.

If you want to know it, you have no regrets in life.

Talking about thousands of years of human desires, the ancients summed up three thousand years of life pursuits, can anyone really break them? How can it be broken?

It is precisely because you can't figure it out, can't think through the meaning of life, or think through the meaning of life, that in an individual's life, there will be joys and sorrows, life and death, loneliness, embarrassment, and all kinds of situations in life.

When there is a disharmony between ability and reality, when the sorrow and joy of life cannot be self-reconciled, how should we face it?

How should the life of the humble mustard and the life of the glorious and rich be reconciled?

If you always think, why me?

If you always think, why not me?

If you always think, why you?

If you're always thinking, why not you?

How can the meaning of life be realized?

The upper limit of lifespan, the upper limit of ability, the upper limit of education, and even the upper limit of receptivity are not as good as you expected...... How can people live?

When the anxiety of parents, children, relatives and friends, and career is all pressed on the body, no one will believe in fairy tales about fate?

The stories of the parents in ancient times, the attitudes towards their children, the various relatives and friends in ancient times, and the career ladder in ancient times, exist in history as history, exist in the present as the present, and exist in the future as the future.

It's like looking through this history, and extrapolating the future, and the present before the present of the world...... It never seems to have changed.

Self-reincarnation.

Reincarnation, reincarnation.

Cycles, cycles.

Regularity, regularity.

The dust of history......

Where is the reason for the turbulent tumbling?

Chang Yu Feng sat in the prison and thought wildly.

This cell, located on the eighteenth basement floor of the Longxing Building, was filthy and smelly, except for the fishy smell, there was a whining wail, and the smell of rotting corpses.

Nagawa Kaede knew what it smelled like for corpses to rot, because he had been walking through the war for a while, the carrion full of maggots, and the terrible flies buzzing people, and the stench of excrement, the lack of cleaning of dirt and dirt, all filled this place with an unimaginable stench. There should be people who have been locked up alive here. That is, it is impossible to get out at all.

It's also very simple, no one will know that there is also an eighteenth underground floor here in the Longxing Building.

Hell on earth.

"Hahahaha, there's another kid. Oh, this Rocken Bright is really evil...... "An unkempt man sat opposite Changyu Feng, all the cells were separated, but if the people in the cells were together, it was nothing more than a wall.

"Whatever, is the new one dead?" Another unkempt man responded to the man's voice. But there was no one to be seen.

They are not depressed and weak in their limbs like others, but they are rare and lively, and they are even more confident in speaking than ordinary people.

Although they are all locked together.

"There's still one breath left, so I won't die so soon."

"Then it's better not to die so quickly, when they die, we won't have enough to eat."

"It's not going to be less, it's not, it's a new one......

The unkempt man looked at Chang Yu Feng, and Chang Yu Feng could see the blasphemy against himself in his eyes? It's not looking at a person, it's looking at a prey.

Changyu Feng thought he was going to eat himself, but later he learned that there would be a fixed delivery of food here, and he coveted his own meal.

Under this stench, it is estimated that few people can eat.

Changyu Feng didn't vomit, but it was really hard to speak.

He felt a bone next to him, and a centipede crawling around in the hole of the skull.

"What's your name?"

The man asked, and Chang Yu Feng didn't know whether to answer or not, it stands to reason that he might be the next deceased in this house.

Because the smell was too bad, he tried to use Bai Lingshan's method of collecting and exhaling, which was considered to be better.

"Jack."

"What's the last name?"

"Nieman."

"I haven't heard of it...... "The mud that has been formed on the head is crushed, and the hair that has not been washed for a long time must be foul smelling and itchy, after hearing Chang Yu Feng say Nieman, he no longer looked at Chang Yu Feng, but slowly pushed his nose and said: "That's over, if you think that Sir is the son, then there is still a little hope of going out, but you are just a son who is not a famous junior, then wait here quietly to die."

"Why?"

Nagawa Kaede shouldn't have asked why, he knew why.

"Why! Scold? Aren't the bones under your feet visible? It was also a child's, who never loved a grain of rice from beginning to end, starved himself to death, shouted and called his mother every day, and no one collected the corpse when he died, and after the decompose, it stinked so badly that it made us stinky. ”

The man glanced at the clean Changyu Feng, and saw that he was not afraid, and flicked the gray with long nails again: "Don't say it, you look like this, you really look like the one who died, if you die depressed, don't eat or drink, I guess, it's soon, I advise you, wait for the next meal, you still have to eat something, it's better to die than to live, you can't get out, but it's good to live, in case one day Lorcan falls, and the sun and the moon change again, and you really go out."

"Can Lorcan really fall?"

Chang Yu Feng stepped forward.

The man didn't hide, and said generously: "It's just that you sang and I appeared on the stage, without Luoken, there are also stupid Ken, dog Ken, this is certain, he falls, and Longxinghui can't fall."

"Then how can you bring him down?"

Chang Yu Feng touched his nose.

"Why are you asking this?" The man was suspicious in his heart, so he fell off the stage at this time, stared at Chang Yufeng, and stopped speaking.

"If I can find a way to bring him down, I may be able to get out, but if I can't find a way to bring him down, it's useless to get out. If you know, please let me know. Chang Yu Feng didn't do anything at all, he looked at the dry bones next to him, and he really couldn't pretend to be.

He asked, then he asked bluntly, this eighteenth underground layer thing was not difficult for him at all. The hard thing is, what if you go out......

"Huh...... Interesting...... It's the first time I've heard so many people die here. The man pulled his unkempt head away, and then went to see Chang Yufeng, only to see Chang Yufeng looking at him quietly, quite decent, he had endured hardships, and he was not so coy, but very natural.

"Most of the ways to bring down a large chamber of commerce are to break through from within, and this is the reason why a thousand-mile embankment collapses in an anthill." The man seemed to really understand, and he didn't hide it in any way, maybe it didn't matter if he said it to this little child, he said it very succinctly.

"Longxing will be proud of the [gold in lieu of insurance] system invented by Luoken, no matter who it is, as long as they enter the ranks of insiders, they will have a very optimistic wealth under their bank accounts, and any insider in Longxing will have different degrees of power to manage external personnel. It can even be done so that human rights can be sacrificed for the life and death of an entire small organization. The man said slowly and heavily: "At the cost of this, it is only the safety of their loved ones, or their precious belongings as a guarantee for their lives."

"He's not afraid of betrayal?"

"Of course he is afraid of betrayal!"

"That ......"

"Betrayers, there are no dead bodies. Click......"

"Then how do you break it from the inside?"

"Long Xinghui is like Luo Ken's plaything, he doesn't recruit people randomly, all the insiders are personally screened by him, and someone crawls out of the pile of corpses to start a family and follow him? And guess for what? ”

"For ......"

"Money! Ahh Isn't this what people live for all their lives? When I was young, I despised money and power, and I was ignorant, and in this Chamber of Commerce of the Longxing Society, I managed external personnel! Rich and powerful! Be a little king! Child! Little King! Life is delicious, and there are such a large number of people as Longxing Society, if I were an internal member of theirs, I wish I could snatch the life and death of a few outsiders on my phone. That's a lot of money and a lot of money! I've never seen more than 10,000 gold coins in my life! But as long as you are an insider of the Longxing Society, you can have more than 10,000 gold coins every year! Oh, my God! That's simply something how many people dream of? You can also take care of a few outsiders, trampling on your feet and snorting, isn't this the enjoyment of life? ”

The man was excited, as if he had really lived like that.

But he really didn't, so he was a little stunned.

However, he digressed.

"Then, how can we make Longxing fall down?"

Nagawa Kaede repeated his question.

"How can we make Longxing Society fall?" The man repeated the question.

"Has Longxu Gong made any laws restricting the Red Flower Zone and the Green Flower Zone? And psychotropic drugs? ”

"Yes, psychotropic drugs are illegal, and Lorcan can't make them anymore."

"What about the Red Flower District and the Green Flower District?"

"Plan elsewhere."

"It's not enough. Money will still continue to fall into his hands, and the system of substituting money for insurance has not collapsed. The profits of the Red Flower District and the Green Flower District are completely sufficient, and if he is ruthless, psychotropic drugs are still being sold, and he will be even more unstoppable. ”

“……”

Chang Yu Feng nodded slowly.

"Is Alvin Flameheart still alive?"

"Alive."

"Katutan White Sideburns is still alive?"

"Alive."

"Are all of his insiders' team leaders still alive?"

"Should be alive."

"The Chamber of Commerce model, which is ruled by force and violence, has not yet collapsed so easily. He and the previous one are complementary to each other, if one of them is killed, all the insiders will never avoid a large-scale riot in Wenti County, and will only destroy Wendy County. ”

"Hmm."

Chang Yu Feng nodded.

"And!"

"What else?"

"The presidents of other chambers of commerce, can they have too much grudge with Longxing? Or, in the past few years, have other chambers of commerce been suppressed by the Longxing Society? ”

"I don't know ...... this"

Changyu Feng shook his head slightly.

"Then Longxing will fall, no one will pick up this mess, and the world will be in chaos...... Pull Wentijun into the midst of a catastrophe. ”

"Hmm."

Chang Yu Feng could only nod.

"And one more thing, and most importantly, who is Lorcan's ass. It's Elizabeth, or George. ”

"Who?"

"Queen Elizabeth, Prince George."

"Oh!" Chang Yu Feng nodded.

"This is especially important, this is the root of the dragon and tiger fight, if Lorcan has no one behind him, he will not be able to dredge any relationship, and do human trafficking and massacre of people so covertly or cleanly. His ass is obviously with George, if George is also involved, this kind of downfall will be even more difficult, or once it falls, the counterattack will be even more violent. ”

"Hmm."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Really? I see you're dumbfounded. ”

"I really understand."

"I thought you shouldn't understand, how do children know what an ass is......"

The man glanced at Long Feather Kaede.

The golden light in Chang Yufeng's eyes made him a little dazed.

"Throughout the ages, always, butt, decides the head."