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Sui Xiong is naturally entitled to be proud. In a world where racial discrimination is rampant, he has established a country where all ethnic groups can live in peace, harmonize with each other, eliminate discrimination, and eliminate hatred. This is really a great achievement.

But he was not satisfied.

Before he traveled through time, he had participated in the production of a game with the theme of anti-racial discrimination. The protagonist of the game was an Indian who united various natural spirits and progressive forces from various countries and nations to resist the brutal British. Invaders, defending the vast land of North America, used spears and magic to reject the "exploitation" of the so-called "civilization".

He was one of the painters at the time, but he also read the story copy. There was an article in which the protagonist made a statement at about the end of the second chapter of the plot, when he united with his partners to raise the banner and establish an anti-British base. It was said that it was written by a man who received propaganda. The master's hand appreciated by the boss is not of an ordinary high level. There are no allusions, no clichés, and no empty words that mean nothing. Every sentence is simple and sincere and speaks directly to people's hearts, moving and exciting them.

At that time, including Sui Xiong, all the staff involved in the development of the game were moved by it. Everyone is looking forward to the actual release of this game and the players' reactions after seeing this plot.

But as the saying goes, good things come hard. Until Sui Xiong traveled through time, the game was still stuck in the final review process because of "reflection on reality." According to the opinions of industry experts, it is best to change the background to some other world or something...

Sui Xiong has really come to a different 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 at first, thinking about whether he should respect the traditions of this world. I made up my mind.

Good traditions are called traditions, bad traditions are called bad habits! When he was on earth, he was a weak painter, unable to deal with many bad habits. But now he is a top-notch master among the gods. Why should he be timid? Why give in to bad habits?

Screw traditions! Brother Xiong, I don’t like it, so change it for me!

So he finally decided to force the abolition of racial discrimination, and he did not hesitate to use iron fist to get it done.

Now, his efforts are indeed bearing fruit, and he has created a country that is at least superficially free of racial discrimination.

So the next step is to slowly expand your influence and strive to make the entire world's racial discrimination a thing of the past, so that when scholars thousands of years from now see this word, they will wonder why the ancients were so backward, so ignorant, and so barbaric.

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 enough power. The key is that he is not in a hurry.

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

The green floating jellyfish smiled and looked at the bustling crowd of applicants.

There were more people signing up this time than ever before. It must have been the three-guarantee policy of “board and lodging, tuition, and distribution included” that attracted everyone.

"There really weren't such good conditions before." A half-elf who was sorting out the registration materials said with a smile, "I remember in the first accounting class, although the tuition was not expensive and there were room and board subsidies, you still had to pay for it yourself. ”

"Yeah, but there were a lot of people that time, just a little less than this time." A staff member with a lot of gray hair said, "I remember I was quite young at that time. In the blink of an eye, I You’re old too. But look at you, you’re still the same as before, your elf blood is so good!”

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

"How can there be the best of both worlds in the world? You live a long life and you can always give birth to a number of children in your lifetime."

"It's all up to you." The half-elf nodded with a smile, picked up the pile of materials that had been sorted out, walked around the corner along the corridor, and walked towards the reference room in the distance.

Because he turned around to speak, he didn't notice that he bumped into a short orc in front of him.

Neither the half-orc nor he was a strong person. At this time, both of them suffered. They fell backwards, lost their balance and fell to the ground. The compiled materials were scattered on the floor.

"Yes...I'm sorry!" The short orc with the strange pointed nose was so frightened that his face turned pale and he apologized hastily. His long ears kept shaking, looking really embarrassed.

"It's none of your business. I just walked without looking in front of me. I deserved it." The half-elf smiled and shook his head, comforting the other party. He looked at the information that had fallen on the floor and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

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

His friend Du Ding, the man with a lot of gray hair, smiled and said: "At that time, we were only worried about not having enough work. We often ate one meal and thought about what to do with the next meal. Who would have thought that it would be When do you complain about having too much work?”

The half-elf also laughed. He turned over and stood up. He first pulled up the half-orc who was still sitting on the ground. Then he was about to pick up the information that had fallen on the ground, but he suddenly froze and looked directly at the other person.

"What's wrong?" Du Ding put his things on the ground aside and was bending down to help him pick up information. Seeing him stunned, he asked curiously, "What's wrong with this little guy? Do you know him?"

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

Only then did Du Ding react. He turned around and saw that although the short orc had the long ears of a rabbit, he had a pointed nose like a fox, and his appearance was really weird.

"Huh? Don't tell me that I haven't noticed yet!" He also came over curiously and carefully looked at the little guy who was still a little shocked. "If the orcs are mixed, the children will generally have clear racial tendencies. Very few If there is a borderline species between the two races, it will usually appear between the two orcs who have similar blood. This is too different, it can be done. Marginal species? I’ve never heard of it.”

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, seeing is believing."

The short orc became even more nervous as they spoke. His head hung down and his body trembled slightly.

"Ah! Did we scare you?" The half-elf was more slender and sensitive. He noticed his nervousness and apologized hastily, "I'm sorry! But we really didn't mean any harm, we were just... a little surprised."

"Yes, it's just a surprise." Du Ding also hurriedly explained, "Don't be nervous. In the Republic, no one will racially discriminate against you because of your appearance."

"Whoever dares to do this, you should report it to the people of the Church of the Mask of the Void. Those are the priests with jellyfish painted on their robes on the street." The half-elf said, "The custodian dragged him to electrotherapy. The shock was so shocking that even his mother recognized it. Don’t let him out!”

"Maybe he was so shocked that he couldn't even recognize his mother." Du Ding joked, "Last time I saw a guy bullying a goblin, and then he was dragged to electrotherapy in public, and I saw blue-white electric light surrounding him. "Zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong."

The two of them cooperated tacitly, singing in harmony, just like cross talk. Although it was not funny at all, it successfully dispelled the short orc's fear and made him finally laugh.

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

"The place is right." The half-elf nodded and pointed to the corner, "Turn around this corner and you'll find the Admissions Office."

"But looking at your body, I'm afraid it's a bit overwhelming." Du Ding shook his head. "The people we are recruiting this time are craftsmen and miners. They are all strenuous jobs. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."

"I will do it well!" the short half-orc said stubbornly, "If others put in a little effort, I will put in another two percent; if others do it for one hour, I will do it for two hours. As long as you are diligent enough, you can always do it well." of."

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

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

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

Watching him take brisk steps and quickly turn the corner, Dudin pondered and said to himself: "There are not many orcs with a surname. What is the origin of this little guy?"

"No matter what the origin is, it doesn't matter." The half-elf who once had a noble surname smiled, "In this country, what matters is not the past, but the future."

Okay, let’s stop here for today. Let’s wait until daytime to talk about the next chapter.