Doomsday Wonderland

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 - each entrance and exit of the farm. , aisles, all appeared clearly on the screen one after another.

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 did not see any cameras or monitors, not even a spot of light in the darkness. Now that he thought about it, the "eyes" responsible for surveillance were probably the result of special items.

The dozen or so screens that had grown were floating in the air like a large net, which was quite strange; but no one present at the scene even 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?

The only people who would find it remarkable are ordinary people, 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, but when faced with a problem, the solution they come up with is to continue to take away the last bit of things left by the weak... Even if the weak have no choice and are therefore willing to be eaten by force, 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?" Qingjiuru's abrupt words brought her back to her senses.

"……ah?"

Before Kiyokuru spoke, he glanced at the pig 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 massacred him and when he was attacked by the puppet master. At this moment, there is a third and different fear on Wanggen's face. .

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 the pig had 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 a stable life. Right? Let them pay the price with death, do you think they will change it?"

"ah?"

"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 Wang Gen, and seemed to be worried Waiting for it to refute, seeing that its mouth was half open and not saying a word, it continued to explain: "For so many years, no one has forced ordinary people outside to mate and have children, and the number of ordinary people outside has not decreased, nor has it become extinct. But once they enter the farm, they have to 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, 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. If the volume and frequency are reduced... 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 respective homes if you need it? When the time comes, will you come to do business again?”

Lin Sanjiu could almost see that a reason that the pig had prepared a long time ago and repeated countless times was almost spit out from its mouth. Before it realized that it was no longer an ordinary person, but an ordinary person. The moment he was an evolver, 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 was not saying, and said to Lin Sanjiu almost calmly: " If I want to take you into a pig pen and lock you up, you definitely don't 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 method. Create a If you don’t accept it, it will be even worse, so even if it’s a domestic animal, everyone can swallow it.”

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

The sound of the last word turned into a sound of breath, just like the sound of air squeezed out by someone accidentally stepping on an empty leather pipe.

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 a bridge of blood pulled up from under his head. , and the headless pig body that is swaying and about to fall to the ground, is an answer 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? Can you say a few more words to win votes? I can't find her brain even after ten minutes of drilling in cement. What nonsense are you trying to explain to her?"

The latter sentence was naturally a gift to Lin Sanjiu.

"Why...are you really going to kill them like this?" She couldn't think of a rebuttal at the moment, "Then ordinary people on the farm..."

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

Also, if we want to say who cares least about the life and death of others in the world, the Puppet Master probably tops the list. If you expect him to help like Sibaan or Libao, you are still dreaming.

Besides, what is at hand is a 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, fat accountant probably saw that no one was paying much attention to him. He didn't know when he started to move back step by step, and before he knew it, he was several meters away. At this time, Lin Sanjiu looked at him. As soon as he swept it, he trembled all over and didn't dare to move anymore.

"...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 blood drawing and ensure that they 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 receive are not charity and favor from the farm, but are 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 he felt calm precisely because he realized that he had no hope of confrontation. "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 said, clasping his hands. "I've never heard of people who enter it coming back alive. But if you still don't want to give up, then I'll apply right away. We can do it. Whatever comes, we will do it, 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 conditions on the farm?"

The short and fat accountant showed no intention of evading, and nodded sharply. "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's the design of the farm system or the 'education' on the farm, everything you see on the farm is the work of pigs." The pudgy accountant waved his hand and said, "I'm not trying to absolve myself of responsibility for the organization...because pigs The design and handwriting of the organization 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 Jiu Liu, and his tone could even be said to be neither humble nor arrogant. "You just said, UUReading www.uｕkanshu.net Why don't you let them stay at home while we come to trade... The answer to this question is obvious, just like why we can't improve the farm."

Kiyokuru 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 will need to increase the amount of 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 appeared, and ordinary people are already the raw materials for vaccines. This If we don't do something today, other evolved people 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, but it was just I'm afraid that you will kill it. The life and death of ordinary people are decided by us, but our good or bad is not decided by ordinary people... In this case, even if we give them temporary and local charity, we can still give them alms at any time because of need. Take it back.”

He paused and glanced across the three of them, finally landing on Lin Sanjiu.

"Improving the farm is placing 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...More Don't mention how terrible enemies you are going to make. Unless you can make every ordinary person evolve immediately, you can't change reality. Since you can't compete with reality and organizations, why don't you join in and enjoy the vaccine? Yu Yuan , vaccines, and ordinary people, which side do you choose?”

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