Chapter 924 Uncertain
At this time, Ping Pong said quietly: "I heard from teachers and principals that conquering other worlds is not easy. According to the information about the invasion of the source world, there are a few places that have successfully resisted. Thanks to the actions of the principals, even the local indigenous people have ascended to the level of life and become a being on par with the principals."
"No, no, no one really thinks that humans can replicate that. A miracle? The reason why a miracle is a miracle is that it cannot be repeated. I have heard of the places you mentioned, but they all have special characteristics. For example, the guy in one place was seduced by selling men. A principal with female tendencies. In fact, that principal is also bored and wants to experience the lifestyle of other races..." Silver Marble didn't believe it at all.
"Then why do you think that that kind of thing won't happen again?" Ping Pong asked.
"..." The silver marble has nothing to say. Of course it cannot guarantee it, and it cannot control the power of fate. In fact, no one can control it. Anyone who says that he has mastered the power of fate, then It must be a liar.
It just predicted certain things or was caused by human intervention. It is still far from controlling destiny.
“Actually, you have forgotten one thing. He has done similar things before. He has broken the dark world on Blood Island, but we thought that his break was just a game illusion. However, In fact, he has shaken the foundation of the fragmented world. His power is very strange. It is said that such a powerful force cannot be allowed to enter the fragmented world again, because once it enters, it will break it. For example, the principals can only create it. The fragmented world cannot be entered directly, or even paid more attention to," Ping Pong continued.
"Yes, yes, I think about it, this is indeed the case. At that time, he had not blocked our perception. I did think that he was just shattering an imperfect illusion. Unexpectedly He has had that kind of power for a long time, and he didn’t just show it today. "Silver Marble rarely reached an agreement with his opponent.
"I highly doubt that he is the second miracle child." Ping Pong said lightly.
"You mean, he actually got extra strength by betraying men? He was weak at the beginning, but quickly grew in size after entering, and then he had the power to break the world?" Silver Marble asked tentatively .
"I have to say, you guessed it right. There is a woman beside him, and I have never seen through it." Ping Pong affirmed.
"No wonder this guy has always paid attention to appearance. I always thought he was too superficial, but I didn't expect that he had such a deep scheme..." Silver Marble let out a long sigh.
"Yes, the clown is myself." Ping Pong rarely took the opportunity to laugh at his opponent, but agreed.
These two scumbags were slandering Wen Rensheng behind his back. Fortunately, he didn't know that if he heard these words, he would definitely send them to the most miserable construction site.
The cell fell silent.
After a long time, Silver Marble said: "Should we adjust our strategy?"
"How to adjust it? The strategy is set by the people behind us. The strategic direction and execution intensity are not under our control. We can't even raise our opinions, the principals won't care at all." Ping Pong shook his head.
Disasters can also be arrogant. After all, they are mysterious beings that rely on emotions to survive. Only robots are not arrogant.
The silver marble was silent, feeling the possibility of mission failure for the first time.
In fact, this is very common. Just like Wen Rensheng's previous life in World War II, frontline soldiers are the easiest to feel the tendency to win or lose. On the contrary, some senior officials are obsessed with waiting for the opportunity of victory.
Ping Pong also fell silent.
These two scumbags never expected that the conversation between them would have a huge impact on the two scumbags.
Of course the turtle and the white mouse have their own ideas, but they are just a matter of disaster. They only talk about strength and background, not friendship. They are weak and trash in the school, so they should be dominated by the other.
Originally, they wanted to hang out until the end of the world strategy, maybe get some scraps, but now it seems that there is another way to go?
As for which path is which, the two weak scums have a tacit understanding.
.........
Wen Rensheng's punch to the shattered world caused far more ripples than that.
Zhongjiang City, a secret meeting place in the Disaster Management Bureau.
Li Yuanfeng appeared again at the venue, which showed that Qu Weijiang's matter had been completely resolved, although it was resolved in a way that no one could have imagined.
In the venue, there was also a naive young panda sitting, enjoying the caressing of several beautiful aliens next to it.
Some grandma-level alien masters wanted to extend their hands, and they would open their mouths and extend their paws. The differential treatment was so obvious that Li Yuanfeng could only pretend not to recognize him.
Someone asked him who this panda was, and he said, this is definitely not my junior brother, you don’t need to think too much...
"Okay, everyone is here," In front of the venue, Director An spoke first, "First of all, I would like to congratulate Grandmaster Li for his safe return. Let's give him some applause."
Everyone immediately applauded, and even a melodious piece of music played.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
It's just that this music sounds a little wrong. It seems to be funeral music?
Looking again at the source of the music, it is from that naive young panda. In the doubtful eyes of everyone, the panda smiled, fiddled with the phone in his palm, and switched it to a festive piece of music - "I'm so happy today."
"Sorry, the song just now was prepared a few days ago. This hand is not a human hand after all, and the switch was wrong just now." Panda explained awkwardly.
Li Yuanfeng has a long face, are you ready in advance?
That is to say, Junior Brother Xiong thought that he was already hopeless and it was time to prepare for burial.
"Well, today is indeed a good day. A huge crisis has finally been solved, thanks to our continuous efforts..." Before Director An finished speaking, a female voice sounded:< br>
"In my opinion, funeral music is just right, because it heralds our demise." The speaker was a beautiful woman, who was Mingyue, whom Wen Rensheng had met several times. Rong, from the Supervision Department.
"Mingji, when these words come out of your mouth, they are not just words." Director An reminded.
Everyone knows the nature of the red panda, and no one really cares about it. That is Grandmaster Li’s job.
Mingyue Rong is different. She represents the impartial Supervision Department, and she is responsible for everyone for every word she says.
"Of course I am not just talking casually. Have you ever thought about what our inspection and supervision system is based on?" Mingyue Rong said lightly.
“Needless to say, our founder has long written it clearly: it is because of the rise of ordinary people, in order to maintain the balance between ordinary people and aliens, in order to develop technology and mysterious power at the same time ..." Director An said this and already understood the original intention of the female supervisor.
His brows were deeply furrowed, and his lines were a little darker.
"It seems you understand. I would like to ask Grandmaster Li, you have been the emperor for decades. If you encounter forces under your command that are enough to shake your rule, what will you do?" Mingyue Rong He turned to Li Yuanfeng and said.
"I will use good design to avoid that kind of thing happening in advance." Li Yuanfeng certainly knew what Ming Yuerong wanted to say.
However, this problem is almost unsolvable.
Because mankind has never faced a situation like today - just one person can control the power of hundreds of millions of people.
He asked himself that back then, even when he was at his strongest, he still had to stabilize his fundamentals. First, he had to keep a tight grip both inside and outside the palace. Secondly, he ensured that he was well-informed and checked and balanced local forces and ministers in the DPRK and China, so as not to give way to either side. He must be alone, otherwise he, the emperor, would not be able to sleep peacefully.
"So, do you have any good plans now?" Mingyue Rong then asked.
"Yes, I once wanted to be promoted to master by Wen Ren, but he wouldn't let me. Now it seems that I have no choice but to marry my beautiful great-great-granddaughter." Li Yuanfeng said lightly.
Hearing this, the red panda raised two middle fingers to him from the corner.
Li Yuanfeng looked at its appearance with disdain, you are no longer a human being, are you still laughing at me for marrying my granddaughter?
"It is indeed the emperor. His intention is to be one step ahead of others, which is correct. After all, he is using familiar methods." Ming Yuerong secretly said sarcastically.
Marrying a girl to win over powerful factions is a common method used by feudal rulers, right?
Because they have no way to win over people conceptually, because their own feudal rule is based on an extremely selfish and unstable foundation, and is achieved by forcefully seizing and deceiving the world.
They can only rely on in-laws and blood ties to establish a short-lived and stable ruling system.
This method quickly collapsed under the impact of modern civilization.
However, now, this method, which has been swept into the trash heap for a long time, has to be used again.
It must be said to be a great irony.
At this time, someone at the meeting retorted: "Can't we stabilize each other through our ideas and will?"
"Qu Weijiang's will and ideas were as firm as ours before." Mingyue Rong said again. One sentence.
Everyone is indifferent, they are all the elites among the elites, and they understand one truth very well: ideas are used on the collective body.
As long as 40% of the group accepts it and 30% acquiesce, even if there are still 30% opponents, it doesn’t matter and the entire group can operate stably.
However, this is completely ineffective for individuals. No one can grasp the changes in individual mentality, but the collective mentality can be grasped, just like the composition of this world.
Every basic particle is produced with probability, and the probability of its appearance is uncertain. However, hundreds of millions of probabilities overlap to form an extremely stable material world.
Human society and the natural world correspond to each other in such a clever and reasonable way.
(End of this chapter)