Chapter 79 The Growth of the Primarch
Seeing that Brown was gone, Angron spoke out what he was holding in his heart: "Those slaves. Some of those slaves...I..."
The Primarch hesitated.
Qin Xia stopped and listened quietly.
“It shouldn’t be an illusion. I can feel that something is not right with some of them. The emotions of some show that they do not approve of us and even hate us, although we rescued them like other slaves. But they are more firmly on the side of the slave owners, and they are planning to do something, but I can't figure it out." Angron sat on the roadside, frowning and recalling the emotions he felt, "Why are there so many slaves? Are there so many people who are against us? Even these people give me the impression that they are firmly on the side of the slave owners and are ready to fight against us.”
"In a nutshell, it is species diversity." Qin Xia also sat down, put his hand on Angron's shoulder, and explained softly, "If I want to explain it in detail, it is that although some people are slaves, they can It’s not surprising that the slave owners would hate us after getting benefits and status.”
Angron recalled the emotions he felt and nodded.
"What are you going to do?" Qin Xia asked.
Angron really had a plan.
As he walked through the city, and when he was around other people, he would sense that there were people who hated the gladiators who entered the city, and were brewing a war against those who rescued them. , or even the conspiracies of other freed former slaves. A crisis is brewing in this territory.
Among those people, some people's emotions are more firm and straightforward: It doesn't matter if you can't kill the gladiators, then kill others and create a panic that affects everyone by killing other people to punish them for treating their masters Unforgivable infidelity.
Angron feels that these people are like those in the gladiators who do not want to abide by the no-kill principle. Keeping them will only cause the people they care about to die or cause huge troubles, which will bring great trouble to today's gladiators. Everything gained through the adventure was reduced to ashes.
At that time, he thought of Qin Xia's previous teachings on emotions. He felt those emotions and determined which of them were wavering and which were firm.
Then he thought of Qin Xia's method of dealing with gladiators who opposed the no-kill principle, and then came up with a solution.
“I know that others don’t have the ability to perceive emotions like me.” Angron scratched his scalp in distress, “Otherwise, other people would be aware of this brewing crisis without any explanation. ”
Qin Xia nodded in approval and continued to listen.
"Those people who have been liberated, they don't know what I am capable of. If I accuse these people I am talking about, they may not believe it."
"And if I kill them directly In the eyes of others, I am as cruel to the enslaved people as the slave owners."
"So I came up with this method."
An. Gronn drew a circle on the ground and explained in a low voice.
"The fortress territory is surrounded by desert. Let's find a reason to gather the people I mentioned, then let them go outside to collect something, arrange a route for them that will encounter worms, and then..."
< br>The next words were swallowed by Angron.
The young original body looked at Qin Xia with questioning eyes.
Not asking whether this is possible, but whether it should be done and whether it is shameful.
"Angron." Qin Xia stood up and looked straight at the sitting original body, "You have grown very fast, faster than I expected."
The original body thought that Qin Xia was talking about his physique: "I do seem to be a little taller... Some people think that I am a freak. They think so in their hearts, because a normal child should not be more than five meters tall."
"No, I'm not talking about your physique." Qin Xia patted Angron's head, "Although you have grown too fast by the standards of the original body, I am talking about all aspects of you. Growth does not only refer to the body."
Angron smiled happily when he heard this: "I have grown!"
"Yes" Qin Xia nodded with a smile, "No matter your talent. , will, thinking, or any other aspects, have grown."
Looking at the original body, Qin Xia once again lamented that the emperor's genetically engineered creations were really awesome.
I don't know if it's because Angron is special, or because Nuceria is so outstanding, but Angron's body grows very quickly.
Qin Xia was originally worried that Angron would be a child with a body over five meters tall, but now it seems that there is no need to worry.
The emotional perception ability unique to Angron is a double-edged sword. He will be tortured by this ability, just as he will feel the heartache every time he kills an enemy, but this talent It will also temper his mind.
Plus all Primarchs are good at learning.
"But...but will my plan be too cruel?" Angron suddenly asked.
"You are not a god, you cannot save everyone." Qin Xia shook his head gently and said softly, "You have to make multiple choice questions. When someone among hundreds of thousands of people in this city is brewing conspiracies and crises, do you just watch? Do nothing, or do something to nip the crisis in the bud?”
“Didn’t you give everyone a chance?” “Those slaves, After being liberated by us, they got the shelter that people should live in, got food, and got treatment, but some of them still planned to resist, and the object of resistance was not the slave owners but us, just because they were mentally ill. Or they benefited from the slave owners as lackeys and moles."
"We have all given them a chance. If the people you mentioned are so unreasonable, no matter what. Whether there are hundreds or thousands of people, they must be dealt with appropriately."
Finally, Qin Xia took a deep breath, thought for a while, and made a conclusion.
"We should be kind and humane, but kindness alone is not enough. Intelligent species are too complex. Sometimes you just need to use some thunderous means to save more people."
After listening to this, Angron closed his eyes to meditate, analyze, and understand.
If a normal child hears this sentence, it is impossible to understand it, but the original body can. Not only does he understand it, but he also combines these words with his own experience and what he sees and hears to assist his understanding. .
Finally, Angron nodded.
But Qin Xia saw that Angron not only had this question that he wanted to seek answers to, he also had another question, that is, in the eyes of mortals, Angron was a freak, someone who needed to be thanked. Freak, but it’s hard for a superman who’s over five meters tall not to arouse fear in mortals.
Qin Xia can interpret this from the eyes of some liberated people.
"You are born different, there is no need to feel inferior, let alone doubt."
Qin Xia patted Angron's strong muscles and motioned for him to look at his own body.
“You can shred the casings of security omnics, even though they are inherently weak.”
“Bullets and blades that could kill mortals cannot kill you.”
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"You can sense the emotions of others, and no one's psychological changes can be hidden in front of you. Problems that are unsolvable for others such as sweet talk, hypocrisy and betrayal are not even a problem for you."
"You can tell which one among tens of thousands of people needs your protection, which one can follow you to fight, and which one wants to betray you."
Qin Xia looked at the original body. .
A sincere speech, an ear to listen and understand.
“These characteristics do not mean that you are a freak, they are your abilities and your reliance.”
"One day in the future, when there are no more slave owners on Nuceria, and you are swaying through the city amidst the cheers and deafening applause of the people, your uniqueness can tell the people what kind of extraordinary power you have, tell the people Why should the people believe that you can protect them and bring them light, so that the old night will no longer cover Nuceria."
Listen to this.
The original body slowly raised his head and looked at the blue sky.
This fortress territory seems to be divided into two parts.
On the side of the road, in front of the original body and Qin Xia, is a drainage channel rushing with the blood of the Guards and nobles.
In the primarch's subjective perception, a clear boundary appears above the drainage channel.
Above the limit, he, Angron, was not wearing armor, nor was he sitting beside a dirty road that smelled of blood.
He wears a flower crown on his head.
His body was wrapped in gorgeous clothing that exposed his back, and the triumphal rope with blood-red passages was displayed to people on his spine.
On both sides of the straight marble road, there are cheering people.
These people were once enslaved by slave owners, and their bodies still bear traces of their brutal enslavement by slave owners, but the person who made the traces has disappeared.
The overwhelming cheers shook the primarch's ears.
People cheered.
That kind of cheering was more enthusiastic than the cheers of the people in the arena, but the emotion contained in it was not curious or bloodthirsty.
But gratitude and joy from the heart.
"If everything like this can be achieved." Angron raised his head and murmured softly with his eyes closed, "I can die."
(End of this chapter)