Chapter 51 Don’t bow your head
……
"Everyone, what do you think of Wuhun Palace?" Nan Feng asked.
"..."
Everyone was stunned and looked at Nan Feng with doubtful eyes.
Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly. She wanted to run away now. Nan Feng's nonsense was so damn brainwashing!
I can't bear it at all!
Yue Guan and Gui Mei silently closed the door of the Elder Hall.
These next words cannot be spread out!
You can’t say that you are deviant, you can only say that you are simply seeking death!
According to Nan Feng's theory, whether it's the Spirit Hall, the two empires, the seven sects, or the eight families, they all deserve to die!
If others say this, it will be like the trash like Yu Xiaogang who used to talk nonsense in Wuhun City and promote the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun. Everyone will just listen to it for fun. After all, when they are idle and bored, they can talk about Blue Lightning. The father and son of Yu Yuan Zhenhu, the leader of the Tyrannosaurus Rex clan, is also a good after-dinner joke.
But Nanfeng is different!
Not only is this guy as talented as his mother, he is a sixteen-year-old soul king!
Moreover, his position and his relationship with Bibi Dong!
The strength and influence of these two people, and the words coming out of their mouths are not crazy words!
joke? No one would take Nan Feng's words as a joke!
"What do you think of this world?" Nan Feng asked again.
"???"
Everyone looked confused.
What topic is this?
Talk about life with them?
"Don't you think this world is too ugly?" Nan Feng said.
People don't long for light, they just don't want the darkness to fall on themselves, but if it falls on others, they will be happy to watch.
The soul masters of Wuhun Palace only work in Wuhun Palace, and do not regard this place as their home.
After all, these powerful soul masters are the best no matter where they go. People with cultivation levels above soul king can obtain the title of nobility in minutes as long as they join the two empires.
Prince of Soul, Earl of Soul Emperor, Marquis of Soul Saint, Duke of Soul Douluo, the prices are clearly marked, no one can deceive them.
As for the titled Douluo, he would be just like the fucking Supreme Emperor!
The reason why I stayed in Wuhun Palace was just because compared to the two major empires, Wuhun Palace gave me more.
Because the two empires need to be responsible for the management, taxation, distribution, and public security maintenance of the civilian class, the operation of a country is too complicated, and this process is destined to consume more resources.
But Wuhun Palace just needs to sit back and enjoy the gains and seize the money collected by the two empires.
The two empires are slave owners, and Wuhun Palace is not even worthy of being a slave owner. It is just a den of bandits!
The bandits robbed the slave owners. In order to maintain their dignity, the slave owners squeezed the slaves harder. Then the bandits gave these slaves some dishwater to taste from their own fish and meat.
Oh, Slave Light is born!
"..."
Listening to Nan Feng's sarcastic laughter, all the titled Douluo looked extremely strange.
No, bro, are you even scolding yourself if you are cruel?
We are in the same group!
We are bandits, and you are a bandit too!
Bibi Dong is still the bandit leader on the surface!
"May I ask...Elder Nan Feng, what...do you want to do?" Ghost Leopard Douluo asked.
"Do you still remember how much the subsidy is for a great soul master?" Nan Feng asked.
"I haven't received it, but I know, ten gold soul coins."
"Then do you know how long it takes for an ordinary family to earn these ten gold soul coins?"
"One year! Not even a year!"
"But a great soul master, even if he does nothing and just sits at home and eats, he can still receive these ten gold soul coins every month."
"Soul Master is even more generous. He gets a subsidy of one hundred gold soul coins a month!"
"But, soul masters only know how to practice and have fun, not work. Where do these one hundred gold soul coins come from?"
Nan Feng glanced at all the titled Douluo present.
"You give it? Or does Wuhun Palace give it?"
"Or two empires?"
"..."
"No! None!" Nan Feng said.
"It's the common people who can barely afford to eat, and every household has put it together bit by bit!"
"Have you ever thought about how many families are needed to support a great soul master?"
"How many families are needed to support a Soul Lord?"
"But what are these supported soul masters doing? Are they working hard for the progress of the world? Or are they like the grassroots soul masters in Wuhun Palace, running all over the mountains and plains to help those in the countryside who can never leave the mountains in their lives? The child awakens the martial spirit?”
"No! They are having fun, they are laughing, they are taking that piece of human blood buns to the fucking brothel! Damn it!"
"Even if they do nothing, they can just lie on the people's bodies and suck blood!"
"And what's even worse! Those idiots who were sucked by blood still worship these moths!"
"Why?"
"Because these idiots are all expecting and dreaming, thinking that their children will be like these high-ranking big shots, stepping on their heads and domineering!" "These idiots are even enjoying it!"
"Fucking idiot!"
"This world is simply a stupid brothel. Everyone's mind is just about getting in and out of others and being in and out of others!"
"Nima's!"
"..."
Everyone looked at Nan Feng in confusion, who suddenly started to curse.
What he said to them at the beginning seemed a bit guilty. Nan Feng was not just scolding Wuhun Palace, nor the two empires, but the entire soul master class!
However, while you were cursing, why did you just fire the map cannon!
The six elders, as well as Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who heard this depth for the first time, unconsciously turned their attention to Bibi Dong.
This is your old man’s little lover!
"..."
Bibi Dong looked away with a stomachache on her face.
Listen, she had been scolded a lot in her dreams before, and she was used to things worse than this.
She stayed in that hellish place in the Killing City for three years without going crazy, and she was able to come out so quickly after entering the secret realm of Rakshasa with almost no impact, all thanks to this ancestor!
Bloody Mary? Rakshasa evil thoughts?
How could it be as terrifying as this ancestor’s brain-penetrating demonic sound!
Just scold her until she's completely naked!
"..."
After a while, Nan Feng was probably tired of scolding, so he stopped, sat on a chair, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
All the elders breathed a sigh of relief.
It finally stopped!
This feeling of being pointed at the nose and scolded, but still speechless and unable to refute...
Depend on! It’s so damn cool!
It's like pulling out the mice and cockroaches that have been crawling in the dark and exposing them to the sun! All self-esteem is torn to pieces! The pride of the strong is also thrown into the garbage heap like a diaper that cannot be washed clean! From angry to surprised to overwhelmed!
Fuck Titled Douluo! Fuck Sendoryu!
Fucking stupid world! !
"Sorry, I just lost my composure." Nan Feng stood up and bowed to everyone.
"I shouldn't have cursed so much, let alone said so much."
"Even if this is the case."
"..."
Everyone's eyes twitched wildly.
You might as well not apologize!
"But there is no need for us to live in this chicken coop." Nan Feng said.
"Even if everyone is stupid, we can still change!"
"I used to be a fucking idiot, but during the six years in the Killing City, I saw my own stupidity and the stupidity of this world!"
"It's time to stand up!"
Nan Feng stood up suddenly, shocking everyone.
"The Chicken Coop can't go on any longer!"
"This world shouldn't be a fucking henhouse!"
"We should not continue to force girls into prostitution!"
"Look at those children, look at those ignorant children, they could be standing in the sun instead of lying in a stinking chicken coop!"
"Do you want your children and grandchildren to live in this henhouse full of chicken feathers as soon as they are born!?"
"Do you want to?!"
"..."
"Answer me! You idiots! Stop fucking bowing your head!"
"I don't want to!"
“You didn’t fucking eat!!”
"Don't want to!!!"
"??!"
Looking at the titled Douluo who responded to Nan Feng, Bibi Dong's eyes twitched wildly.
Okay, okay, I got called crazy a few more times!
(End of chapter)