Chapter 677 [Chapter of the Game of Death] One hundred and twenty-six: all beings
Chapter 677 [Chapter of the Fatal Game] One Hundred and Twenty Six: Appearances of All Living Beings (3)
"No more."
The wind and snow muffled the voices.
"Those people in the post are ordinary people. They prepared a lot to save him. They bought guns and even obtained the blueprint of the prison, but they were still stuck at the last step of going to the prison -
Yanan City Public Prison is in the western suburbs, and there are no steam buses there, and there are only steam engine tracks and no roads, so they have no way to get there - not even by bicycle."
The people who were about to become heroes became a joke, but no one who heard the news in the snow could laugh.
Late at night, the marchers stationed on Jin Street were still awake. They were not unable to sleep because of the cold. The environment in Xiacheng District was much worse than that on Jin Street. Even the cold today would not affect their sleep.
.
They communicated with each other, and those murmurs like whispers could not reach very far.
"It would be great if that Chen Yan didn't die. He sent out those articles. Although those articles were not written by him, he must know exactly what to do. If we find him, we don't need to be as confused as now.
My head is banging, I don’t know if I can see the sun tomorrow..."
"Yeah... who knows what will happen tomorrow? We can only listen to the organizers, but are the organizers really reliable? I saw an organizer leaving the team with his workers today because they robbed a
The gold store, the things in the store are enough for them to get a lot of money, and even if they rely on that money, they don't need to live the same life as before."
"Even the organizers ran away. Is this kind of parade really reliable? How about we run away..."
There was the sound of trampled snow in the darkness, and some people left the team. As soon as they left, they immediately wanted to go to the shops that were destroyed by the team during the day to find the remaining goods. That would be their place here.
The only gain from the parade.
It’s not that they haven’t read the articles in the forum, it’s just that most of them have never gone to school and have never tried to understand theoretical things. Therefore, they are mentally ignorant. Even if they see the truth, they do not understand or even believe the narratives.
For them, those truths have not been verified. Even if they "seem to make sense", they don't know whether they should believe it.
Those who stayed accounted for the majority of the crowd. Most of them had read the content of the article carefully and had a certain degree of acceptance of its content. Unlike the previous group of people who left, they chose to believe what the article said.
From the things described, they believed that the only way to gain benefit was to resist.
The old man looked at the people leaving one after another in the darkness, and his body huddled in the cardboard box became even colder. Although he was convinced that only resistance could save them, the departure of other people in the team still hurt his confidence.
He looked at his companions beside him and asked:
"Do you want to run away?"
The companion sneered:
"I ran away with a hammer. Now that I'm gone, will I come back next time? There will be more than one line of defense next time I come."
Another companion took over the conversation:
"When I came here, I told my daughter that when I go back, I will have money to buy her new toys. Damn, those are 'new' toys! It's a lot of money!"
The companions spoke to each other, and the sense of despair caused by the gradual collapse of the team gradually faded away.
"You have a daughter, so you can bear it. You have to dress her up like a tomboy, otherwise she will be stared at just because she looks good."
"What the hell is this happening? All I know is..."
"You know too little, girls are so pitiful... I grew up with a mother, so I know this kind of thing.
Girls are inherently weaker than boys. If no one protects them, they will be pitiful. People will target them if they look the least bit good.
A niece of mine was led astray because she was too beautiful, so she took some pictures and sold them online."
"Holy Light, forgive people's sins..."
"What happened next?"
"Don't use that gloating tone, you'll go to hell... Then you were caught. She showed her face and was found easily...
The key reason why they were caught was because they didn't pay taxes. As you know, even the corner girls have to give part of the money to their mommies every year, and each mommy in the building pays the tax once."
"The world is fucking crazy."
"What happens next?"
"She was released within a few days because she received the least amount of money, while the others received more money. The man who received the most money was sentenced to twenty years. I heard that he was sent to Yanan City Public Prison.
And the trend was quickly changed.”
"Ha ha……"
"I don't know what the fuck you're laughing at, you better explain it."
"Of course I was laughing at the guy who was sentenced to twenty years..."
"In short... girls are very pitiful, but pretty boys are even more pitiful. People seem to have no lower limit, and they can always do things that exceed the bottom line."
"That's why we're fucking here, we know it's not fucking right, so we're going to fucking change it."
"Yeah, that's not right."
This is wrong - this is the consensus among the marchers.
They originally lived in confusion and were mentally ignorant, but the emergence of the Internet opened a door for them. Since the "Lighthouse" stood in the world, the amount of information they obtained every day was more than the amount of information they obtained in the past ten years.
Excessive information can make people dizzy, deeply anxious, and mentally drained.
But it also makes people start to think correctly.
The huge ocean of information is hard to accept, and a systematic summary of everything in the ocean of information appears in front of people at an inappropriate time——
The articles in the Strike Simulator Game Forum allow people to understand the underlying rules of how the world operates. When they read those articles, they are always surprised to find that the objective facts analyzed in the articles overlap surprisingly with real social events.
They may not understand or even accept some of the views that seem too "advanced" in this era, but they can at least understand one thing -
You have to resist to gain your own interests.
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[At this time, there are still 20 hours before Chen Yan is executed]
At 3 o'clock in the morning, some lights were already lit on the office buildings on Jin Street. It was the bourgeoisie of Yanan City who guarded their property all night long. They were vested interests in the development of the city and were one of the groups that hated the parade the most.
Two businessmen in mink velvet stood on two adjacent balconies on the roof, holding glass goblets without any impurities. After gesturing to each other, they elegantly poured about 13.5 ml of agave into the glasses.
The wine was drained in one gulp.
"I have already had a phone call with Congressman Charles, and we will end this farce before noon today."
The words are clear and resounding.
"This is really a farce. I wonder why they came to the city to raise their wages with such despicable means? What a joke! Wages should be earned through one's own efforts! Instead of violating laws and destroying public property!
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Chapter completed!