Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

"We are not here to talk about directing in this class."

After seeing Puff leaving, Liu Liu said to everyone in the audience.

"Most of you here are from Xialong. Let's talk about a central figure that everyone is more concerned about - [Writer]."

Thousands of people instantly lifted their spirits.

Everyone is quite concerned about the gods above their heads.

Liu Lang was very satisfied with the reaction of the audience. After projecting the basic information of [Writer], he said slowly:

"[The writer] is indeed probably a girl. Compared to other countries, Xia Long has a stronger atmosphere of compassion for women, but..."

There was a pause.

"But she's not cute."

The projection in the void began to switch scenes wildly.

"In 2032, [the writer] activated [setting] for the first time, modified the behavioral logic of security personnel, and attacked the Twin Towers with self-destructions, resulting in a total of 3,700 deaths and 54,000 injuries."

"In 2054, [the writer] launched a nationwide [publication] campaign, leading a wave of women's rights that swept 350 million people. The wave lasted for three full years, causing a total of 8.4 trillion economic losses and 7 million unemployment."

"As of 2088, over fifty years, [the writer] has exiled the old, weak, sick and disabled in Xialong to more than one billion people."

"Among them are your fathers and grandparents."

"They are in the wilderness now, and their life or death is uncertain. Haha, you even thought they were just traveling, right?"

The real-life recorded images of the exiled old, weak, sick and disabled were played on the projector. These were all images that the prospectors had sacrificed their lives for.

"How could this happen...Grandpa, he..." Some participants recognized the family members in the video, with tears in their eyes.

The outside world will cover up this ugly behavior and use traveling as a cover-up. If the person does not come back, it means that there was an accident during the trip.

Liu Lang sneered and continued:

"The [writer] who created this prosperous city must be a cute girl?"

"Hehehehe."

"All your compassion, all your ignorance of resistance, no understanding of resistance, and no desire to resist."

"It's all part of [Bu Shuo]."

"Don't be brainwashed, idiots!"

The last scream was earth-shattering.

He also looked at Luo Yan meaningfully, as if he was speaking specifically to him.

There was silence under the stage.

"But [the writer] has actually eliminated war and reduced the crime rate!" Some people shouted loudly, unwilling to admit that they had been brainwashed.

The audience was in commotion again.

"Yes, the human traffickers and drug dealers are all gone..."

"The last time I heard about theft and robbery was ten years ago..."

"Technology is so convenient and developed, what's wrong with living in the outside world..."

...

As soon as cracks appeared in the mental shackles, they were automatically sewn back together again.

Luo Yan kept an expression on his face throughout the whole process. Duan Ping had said something similar to him before.

All the good things in the world are nothing more than [writers’] propaganda to paralyze the anti-war mentality, the most powerful layer of propaganda.

He admitted that he was also a waste trapped in this layer of cloth.

If he had a certain amount of strength, he would be more inclined to return to the outside world and live out his life simply, instead of joining the rugged cause of salvation. On and off the stage, the eyes of Luo Yan and Liu Lang traveled through the audience. Many people were noisy and looked at each other in mid-air, but remained silent.

"War has been eliminated...hehehe..." The discussion reached the stage, and Liu Lang smiled instead of getting angry.

"Have you ever thought about how the Great Wilderness was formed?"

A question dropped into the classroom, and the noise suddenly stopped.

They really haven't thought about this problem. There was no Great Wasteland in the old era. It was a large wasteland that was slowly formed after the Seven Centers took over Blue Star. In just sixty or seventy years, the total area of ​​the Great Wasteland has grown to a larger area than the Seven Kingdoms. It looks bigger.

"It should just be a simple geological change..." someone whispered, "In the history of the old era, humans often destroyed the environment, leading to an increase in wasteland."

The self-brainwashing and hypnosis of fanatic fans, they still don’t want to believe that the formation of the Great Desolation is related to the [writer].

"Wake up, you idiots!"

Liu Lang roared, and the audience fell into silence again.

"The Great Wasteland was formed because the environment of the Sariel leaf insect's home star is a wasteland..." He took a breath, "They plan to turn Blue Star into a second home star!"

The windy sand in the wilderness can effectively isolate the gathering of Yina, making it a livable place for monster insects.

Everyone in the audience, including Luo Yan, widened their eyes. This was the first time they heard about this.

"Why the war is gone, why the crime rate has dropped..." Liu Lang's face turned red, and he felt ashamed and angry, "In a few decades, the entire human species will disappear from the history of Blue Star!"

"Human beings can still survive now, which means our brains still have some food value."

"The day [Doctor] or [Doctor] solves Mistak's anorexia, it will be the end of mankind!"

It is so loud that it is deafening and enlightening.

Liu Lang glanced meaningfully at Luo Yan again, and Luo Yan cheered up when he heard that Mistak was anorexic.

Does this have anything to do with anorexia?

"People who fall into this kind of anorexia..." Liu Lang explained, as if seeing through Luo Yan's doubts, "will show symptoms of anorexia, weakness, and exhaustion, and have very high requirements for food."

"Saliye worms will fall into this kind of symptoms after being infected with a high concentration of betaine. They can only feed on human brains. But the strange thing is that it cannot be replaced by cloned human brains, nor can external injection of brain material be extracted."

"It can only be done through primitive gnawing and eating the human brains that were born through reproduction."

Liu Lang looked at Luo Yan again and said: "We have discovered that a very small number of humans are also strangely infected with Mistak anorexia. Babies who fall into this anorexia can only be relieved by drinking breast milk."

"Powdered milk won't work, and neither will external injections."

"According to the [Dean], the essence of Mistak's anorexia is the lack of a certain kind of [life essence]. Saliye worms eat human brains because of the lack of [soul], and human babies drink breast milk because of the lack of [love]. ]."

"When one day this anorexia is conquered by the central government, humans will no longer have any value in raising animals."

"God knows how much time we have left."

The long and hoarse instructions fell, and every word lingered in the ears of the trainees over and over again.

This class is a counter-brainwashing.

Let the loose sense of resistance to war be on alert again.

"This damn pervert knows a lot." Luo Yan sighed secretly.

He just didn't know why he looked at him all day long, and that scorching gaze really made his whole body tingle.

He leaned back and sighed.

"Are you lacking love..."

What I drink is not milk, but love.

"I didn't expect that humans could survive because of this stupid anorexia."

The three views are collapsing and reorganizing.

I originally had a good impression of [the writer]...

There has been a big change in the thoughts and ideas of the trainees. Seeing this, some people in the corner started to make moves.

During the big training camp, there were many die-hard fans of the Seventh Center.