Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2197: The eloquence of a short, fat accountant

The surveillance system of the underground farm is probably a technological product that combines special items. From the original screen, branches of metal arms quickly grew out, and a new screen was opened on each arm - the farm's Every entrance, exit, and corridor appeared clearly on the screen one after another.

Everywhere on the simple walkway formed by rock walls and soil was empty and no one was around. Oasis has not come yet, and it seems that Louqin has not reported to him.

Lin Sanjiu remembered that when they came in, they clearly didn't see any cameras or monitors, and there wasn't even a point of light in the darkness. Thinking about it now, the "eyes" responsible for surveillance were probably the effect of special items.

The dozen or so screens that have grown are floating in mid-air like a big net, which is quite strange; but no one of the evolutionists present blinked an eye for it. There are countless rarer and more wonderful things in the apocalyptic world than this. Who hasn’t seen a few more miraculous things?

Only ordinary people would find it remarkable, even ordinary people who have come into contact with evolved beings - for example, Feng Huanyan, who was watching with her mouth open at the moment.

Are you wrong? Lin Sanjiu looked at Feng Huanyan and thought in a daze.

As long as you are an evolved person, you can pull anyone out and you will undoubtedly be stronger than ordinary people. They have more resources, stronger capabilities, and broader knowledge... and naturally can protect themselves better.

There are already so many of such a group of strong people. When facing problems, the solution they come up with is to continue to take away the last little things left by the weak... Even if the weak have no choice, so they are willing to be Despite the forceful eating, Lin Sanjiu still couldn't convince herself.

She felt that neither side of the matter was correct. Whether it is to keep the farm alive or to eradicate it in one fell swoop, it seems like they are committing evil.

"Who made you gaslight like this?" Qingjiu Liu's abrupt words brought her back to her senses.

"...Huh?"

Before Kiyokuru spoke, he glanced at the pigs on the ground. Wang Gen was lying on the side obediently. After being ordered by him, he became excited and got up in a panic. Qing Jiuli pointed at the pig and asked Lin Sanjiu: "Is that it?"

"What?"

The color of the white pig can actually be even whiter, which is really unexpected - it is different from when Lin Sanjiu slaughtered him and when he was attacked by the puppet master. At this moment, Wang Gen's face has a third kind of freshness. Different scared.

Seeing the death of the same kind is a kind of fear, realizing that one is about to die is another kind of fear, and the fear it feels at this moment... Lin Sanjiu cannot describe it.

Somehow, she vaguely remembered what Pig said before, "We are born to do this" - she forgot the specific words, at least the general idea was similar.

"Don't fall into the trap of thinking about doing good and doing evil, haven't you noticed," Qingjiuru said in a matter-of-fact tone, "They are willing to stay because they think they are exchanging part of their blood for another. Live a stable life, right? Let them pay the price with death, do you think they will change it?"

"Huh?"

"This group of pigs has never said clearly what the mortality rate of the farm is, right? But it can be seen from the side that ordinary people on the farm live much shorter lives than outside." Qingjiuliu looked at Wangen , as if waiting for it to refute, seeing that it didn't say a word with its mouth half open, it continued to explain: "For so many years, no one has forced ordinary people outside to mate and have children. The number of ordinary people outside has not decreased, and even more so. They are not extinct. But once they enter the farm, they must be forced to give birth in order to maintain their numbers... Of course, this means that the mortality rate inside is higher than outside."

It seems...it seems right, Lin Sanjiu thought in a daze. Why didn't she think of that?

He suddenly smiled at Wanggen and asked, "I'm afraid your blood drawing is different from ordinary blood drawing, right?"

White Pig paused, rolled his eyes back and forth twice, and whispered: "You misunderstood! We may have drawn a little too much blood before, but we are willing to correct our previous practices and improve our living conditions. Reducing the amount and frequency of blood draws...wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"So, you will work hard to improve conditions so that ordinary people can finally enjoy the same mortality rate as the outside world?" Qingjiuru laughed sarcastically, "Then tell me, why don't you just let them go back to their homes? When you need it, will you come to do business again?"

Lin Sanjiu could almost see that there was a reason that the pig had prepared a long time ago and had repeated it countless times, and it was almost spit out from its mouth. Before it realized that what it was facing was no longer an ordinary person, The moment he became a human being, he was swallowed back by it desperately.

"Ordinary people will be oppressed by evolved people outside" is a reason that it would not dare to say in front of evolved people - especially evolved people like Lin Sanjiu and Puppet Master.

"No matter how difficult life is for ordinary people in the outside world, it is not so difficult that without forced childbirth, the population will drop sharply." Qing Jiuliu seemed to have guessed what it had not said, and said to Lin Sanjiu almost calmly Said: "I want to take you into a pig pen and lock you up. You must not want to. What should I do if you don't want to? I tell you that you will die outside, so 'locking you up' becomes a helpless but acceptable solution." If you create an extreme dilemma that would be worse if you don’t accept it, then naturally everyone can swallow it even if it’s a domestic animal.”

"But we can also let them live a better life than outside..." the pig said hurriedly.

The pronunciation of the last word turned into a breathy sound, as if someone had accidentally stepped on an empty leather pipe and squeezed out a breath.

Wang Gen's eyes were unblinking, staring at the ceiling in front of him, as if he was still wondering why the distance between the ceiling was suddenly pulled closer to his eyes - whether he saw the man who was pulled up from under his head. A bridge of blood and the swaying headless pig body about to fall to the ground are the answers that no one will ever know.

After two wet bangs on the ground, Qingjiu Liu, who had been standing not far from the white pig just now, finally opened his eyes with blood on his face. He wiped his face vigorously, turned back to glare at the puppet master, and complained: "You should remind me."

"What do I owe you?" the puppet master sneered. His body and face were still so clean that no one could tell how he broke the pig's neck in an instant. "Are you here to give a speech? How many more words can you say to win votes? I can't find her brain after ten minutes of drilling and drilling, what nonsense are you trying to explain to her?"

The latter sentence was naturally a gift to Lin Sanjiu.

"Why...really killed like this?" She couldn't think of a retort at the moment, "Then ordinary people on the farm..."

"Love to death," the puppeteer cut off her words.

Yes, if you want to say who cares the least about the life and death of others in the world, the puppet master will probably top the list. If you expect him to help like Sibaan or Libao, you are still dreaming.

Besides, what we are facing now is a difficult problem, and it is not something as simple as having high combat power to help. What she hopes for is not to simply destroy the farm; but the result she hopes for is probably too naive to be tolerated in a doomsday world - not to mention, even time is not on her side now.

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and turned her head.

The short and fat accountant probably saw that no one was paying much attention to him. I don’t know when he started to move back step by step. Unknowingly, he had retreated several meters away. At this time, Lin was When Sanjiu glanced at him, he immediately trembled and did not dare to move any more.

"...You are the person behind the farm," Lin Sanjiu looked at him and asked in a low voice. "Now that the pigs are dead, what do you think?"

She thought for a while and said: "Can you provide ordinary people with a decent and dignified life? If they change their minds, they can leave at any time; if they don't want to get married and have children, they can live alone; honestly tell them the harm of drawing blood. , to ensure that they have the right to know; can all the choices you took away that once belonged to them be returned to them?"

Dead relatives and friends cannot come back, but if the village where Bing538—no, Yinhe—lived was resurrected again, would she really choose to continue living on the farm?

When people know that the pigsty and three meals a day they received were not charity and favor from the farm, but were obtained in exchange for their blood, will they still be so docile and grateful?

The pudgy accountant thought about it for a few minutes, looked up at the three evolvers present, suddenly smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

"We are all evolutionaries here, let's talk openly and honestly." He straightened his back, as if realizing that he had no hope of confrontation at all, he felt calm instead. "As for your friend who was sent to the subspace by the pig, I can think of a way for you. For example, I can apply to the leader to give you the special item that the pig used to harm him. See if there is any way to do it again. Bring him back."

Lin Sanjiu raised her eyebrows and realized immediately. "Do you know what that item is?"

"I've heard of it." The pudgy accountant clasped his hands and said, "I've never heard that people who enter it can come back alive, but if you still don't want to give up, then I'll apply right away. We will do whatever we can do, because I can see that the leader is not willing to enmity with you. But if you can't do it, please don't force it anymore."

"...you mean improving the conditions on the farm?"

The short and fat accountant showed no intention of evading, and simply nodded his head. "Yes. Why do we need pigs to take care of the farm? When the idea of ​​the farm was first formed, we had not yet thought of using 'evolvers' to scare ordinary people... There is only one reason for finding pig-shaped degenerates, and that is they It’s perfect for this.”

"Oh?" Qingjiuru said, glancing at the surveillance system on the screen.

"Whether it is the design of the farm system or the 'education' of the farm, everything you see on the farm is the work of pigs." The short and fat accountant waved his hand and said: "I am not trying to shirk responsibility for the organization... …Because the pig’s design and handiwork are also what the organization is happy to see. This will help us squeeze out the maximum amount of blood from as many ordinary people as possible, for as long as possible, and with the highest efficiency.”

He looked at Qing Jiuliu, and his tone could even be said to be neither humble nor arrogant. "You just said ~IndoMTL.com~ why don't you let them stay at home and we come to trade... The answer to this question is obvious, just like why we can't improve the farm."

Qingjiuru didn't look surprised or curious at all.

“Improve the conditions of the farm, give them the right to know and choose, and conduct fair transactions with them. In other words, if you treat them as human beings, there will inevitably be two consequences: First, the organization must A huge increase in expenditure; secondly, the key materials collected will definitely be less than now."

"No one will like these two consequences." The pudgy accountant said slowly: "When they face us, what resistance do they have? Vaccine technology has already appeared, and ordinary people are already the raw materials for the vaccine. , if we don’t do this today, other evolvers will do it tomorrow. They were born in a weak position unable to protect themselves or bargain, and this is their fate. The pig said that he wanted to improve the farm, I'm just afraid that you will kill it. Ordinary people's life and death are decided by us, but our good or bad is not decided by ordinary people... In this case, even if we give them temporary charity, we can do it at any time. Because it needs to be taken back."

He paused, his eyes swept over the three of them, and finally landed on Lin Sanjiu.

"Improving the farm is to place hope on the moral sense and self-control of the strong. To completely destroy the farm and send people away is to put a pile of meat back on the chopping board, waiting for the next person to reach out and take it. …Not to mention what terrible enemies you will make. Unless you can make every ordinary person evolve immediately, you cannot change reality. Since you can’t compete with reality and organizations, why don’t you join in and enjoy the vaccine? ? Yu Yuan, vaccines, or ordinary people, which side do you choose?"

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