Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 94:

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Sui Xiong is naturally qualified to be proud. In a world where racial discrimination prevails, he has established a country where all ethnic groups can live in peace and harmony, eliminate discrimination, and eliminate hatred. This is really a great achievement. .

But he was not satisfied.

Before he crossed, he had participated in the production of a game with the theme of anti-racism. The protagonist of the game played by the player was an Indian, uniting various spirits of nature, and progressive forces from various nations and nations to resist The brutal British invaders defended the vast land of North America and rejected the so-called "exploitation" of "civilization" with spears and spells.

He was one of the painters at the time, but he also read the gùshì copywriting. There is a protagonist at the end of the second chapter of the plot. The co-workers raised the flag to establish the anti-British gēnjù, which is said to be from Yuyi The hand of an expert who has been appreciated by the propaganda boss, the level is not generally high. There are no allusions, no clichés of bad streets, and no empty rhetoric. The simple and sincere words are straight to the heart, moving and exciting.

At that time, including Sui Xiong, all the gōngzuò personnel involved in the development of this game were not unmoved by it. Everyone is looking forward to the real launch of this game, and looking forward to the reaction of players after seeing this story.

However, as the saying goes, things are hard to come by. Until Sui Xiong crossed the road, the game was still stuck in the final review process because of "insinuation of reality." According to the opinions of experts in the industry, it is best to change the background to a different world...

Sui Xiong has really come to another world now. When he was thinking about how to deal with the issue of racial discrimination, he naturally thought of that article, so he was a little hesitant to consider whether he should respect this world tradition. He made up his mind.

Good traditions are called traditions, and bad traditions are called bad habits! When he was on earth, he was a painter who had no power to bind a chicken. He was helpless in the face of many bad habits, but now he is the number one master among the gods. Why should he be counseled? Why give in to bad habits?

Go to his tradition! Brother Xiong is not pleasing to my eyes, so change it for me!

So he finally decided to abolish racial discrimination forcibly, and he did not hesitate to use an iron fist to get it done.

Now, his efforts have indeed seen results, and he has established a country where there is no racial discrimination at least on the bright side.

Then the next step is to slowly expand the influence of zìjǐ, and strive to make the racial discrimination thought of the whole world become history. When scholars after thousands of years see this term, they wonder why the ancients are so backward and so ignorant. brutal.

This is not an easy task, it takes a lot of time, and there will be a lot of resistance, but Sui Xiong has unlimited time and strong power. The key is that he is not in a hurry.

He is not in a hurry, he can take his time, promote progress little by little, and spread civilization little by little. Even if it takes thousands of years, he can afford to wait.

The green floating jellyfish smiled, watching the bustling crowd of applicants.

More people have signed up this time than in the past. I think the three guarantees policy of "including board and lodging, tuition, and distribution" has attracted everyone.

"Previously, there were no such good conditions." A half-elf who was sorting out the registration materials said with a smile, "I remember that in the first accounting class, although the tuition was not expensive, there was also room and board subsidies, but it was still necessary. Zìjǐ paid for it."

"Yes, but there were a lot of people who came that time, just a little less than this time." A gōngzuò staff member with a lot of gray hair said, "I remember that I was quite young at that time. In a blink of an eye, I am getting old too. Look at you, it's almost the same as before, the blood of the elves is really good!"

"What a ghost! Your grandchildren are in school. I have been married for almost 30 years, and I haven't even given birth to a child yet!"

"Where can there be the best of both worlds in the world? You live a long life. You can always give birth to several children in a lifetime."

"It's up to you." The half-elf smiled and nodded, holding up the pile of documents that had been sorted, and walking along the corridor around the corner of the wall, towards the distant data room.

Because he turned his head to talk, he didn't notice before him, and bumped into a short orc.

Neither the half-orc nor him is a strong one. At this time, both of them suffered a lot, each went backwards, and fell to the ground unsteadily, and the sorted information also fell to the ground in a mess.

"Yes... I'm sorry!" The little orc with a pointed nose turned pale from fright, and hurriedly apologized, his long ears dangling incessantly, completely embarrassed.

"It's none of your business, it's me who walks and doesn't look at the front. I deserve it." The half-elf smiled and shook his head, ānwèi said to the other party, then looked at the information on the floor, and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Sighed.

"Old Du Ding, sometimes I really miss the time when we were adventurers together!" He said, "Although poor and dangerous, at least there are not so many long-winded gōngzuò!"

His friend Du Ding, the person with a lot of gray hair, said with a smile: "At that time, we only worried about not enough gōngzuò. We often ate one meal and wondered what to do next. Who can I think that there will be too many complaints about gōngzuò?"

The half-elf laughed too, stood up, and first pulled up the half-orc who was still sitting on the ground. Then he was about to pick up the materials that had fallen all over the floor, but suddenly he was stunned and stared at him. other side.

"What's the matter?" Du Ding put the zìjǐ things on the ground and was bending over to help him pick up the materials. When he saw him, he was stunned and asked curiously, "What's wrong with this little guy? Do you know him?"

The half-elf shook his head, and then asked, "Which half-orc are you? A fox or a rabbit?"

Du Ding reacted and turned his head to look, only to see that the short orc had long rabbit ears, but had a fox-like pointed nose, and his appearance was strange.

"Huh? Don't you say that I haven't paid attention yet!" He also leaned in curiously, and carefully looked at this little guy who was still a little frightened. "If the orcs are mixed, the children generally have a clear racial tendency. , Marginal species between the two races rarely appear. Even if they do, they usually appear between two kinds of orcs with similar bloodlines. Fox people and bunny people...this is too much difference, right? There can be marginal species? I have never heard of it."

"I have never heard that it is not important, seeing is believing."

The little orc was even more nervous by what they said, and the nǎodài drooped, and his body trembled slightly.

"Ahhh! Did we scare you?" The half-elf was a little more slender and keen, aware of his nervousness, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry! But we really don't have èyì, we are just...somewhat surprised."

"Yes, just a simple surprise." Du Ding also hurriedly explained, "You don't need to be nervous, in the Republic, no one will discriminate against you because of your appearance and race."

"Whoever dares to do this, you should ask the people of the Masked Void Church. The priests on the street with jellyfish painted on their robes are." said the half-elf, "Keep him to the electrotherapy and get him Mom can't even recognize him!"

"Or it was so electric that he couldn't even recognize his mother." Du Ding joked, "Last time I saw a guy who bullied a goblin, and was dragged to the public for electrotherapy, and I saw the blue electric light. Walking around him, everyone was amazed, and some people yelled "Ascension to heaven"."

The two of them worked in harmony, sang and got together, just like a cross talk. Although it wasn't funny at all, it successfully dispelled the fear of the short orc and made him laugh at last.

"Thank you!" He stood up and thanked the two of them, "I'm here to sign up for a technical school. Is this here?"

"The place is right." The half-elf nodded and pointed to the corner. "Turn around this corner~IndoMTL.com~ is the admissions office."

"But depending on your body, I'm afraid it's a bit hanged." Du Ding shook his head, "This time the recruits are craftsmen and miners. They are all hard work. I'm afraid you can't do it."

"I will do it!" said the short orc stubbornly. "If someone else has a bit of strength, I have a bit of strength; if someone else does an hour, I will do it for two hours. As long as I'm diligent, I will always Can do it well."

Two former adventurers, look at me, I look at you, nodded and smiled.

"Little guy, what is your name?" Du Ding asked, "Maybe in a few years, we will still be colleagues."

"Hopes." The little orc replied, "My name is Hops Wilder, thank you for your advice."

Watching him take a brisk pace and quickly turn the corner, Du Ding muttered and said to himself: "There are not many half-orcs with surnames. What is the origin of this little guy?"

"It doesn't matter what the origin is." The half-elf who once had a noble surname smiled, "In this country, what matters is not the past, but the future." (To be continued.)