The demon world I designed

Chen Qing knew that although these people from the Federation claimed to be arranged by the Central Government, everyone knew what was actually going on.

With the degree of monopoly that aristocratic families have over the Central Federation, the former federal organization has long lost its original meaning. The people who came this time were probably manpower sent by the major families after compromising their interests.

Those who have lost their memory may include ordinary people in the Federation, but Chen Qing is sure that these candidates who retain their memory are definitely the children of major aristocratic families and their followers.

But with a population of one million, there are always not so many children of aristocratic families. Naturally, the federal government will not say that just idiots from aristocratic families can be sent in to waste these places, so there must still be some strong people who are attached to the aristocratic families.

These people are the existence that Chen Qing wants to divide.

There are only so many quotas for the Beihuang family, and their rules are very fair. Those with high-quality spiritual bodies will be in the best family, and those with low-quality spiritual bodies will be ranked downwards. To put it bluntly, they will be allocated according to their ability, no matter what. identity.

But regardless of identity, this is the most unfeasible place in the Central Federation, a place that pays attention to human relations and sophistication!

Among the souls who came this time, Chen Qing could clearly see that, except for the children of the aristocratic families, most of them should have been trained in the Zhuxian world or other worlds. They relied on the government in exchange for some resources and status, including those who came this time. Opportunity.

There was no conflict between the two parties originally. I supported you, and you gave me more opportunities and platforms. Everyone got what they needed. But it’s different now. There are only so many places. So, does it belong to you or to me?

According to the fair situation, whoever has a stronger spiritual body will naturally get a better birth. If this is the case, those who are not from aristocratic families will have nothing to say. It is a fact that they are weaker than others. Those who are capable have been able to get it since ancient times. No one can say anything, but the key point is that the children of the aristocratic family will never be willing to such a distribution.

If Chen Qing had predicted correctly, those children from aristocratic families would definitely use their status to persuade ordinary children to give up their places!

Sure enough, deep in the attic, Chen Qing immediately sensed various violent fluctuations in the crowd, which were obviously caused by sound transmission. Although the crowd was quiet, the expressions on many people's faces were obviously ferocious. .

Chen Qing smiled slightly, knowing in her heart that the effect was coming.

Murong Bingyun, who was suspended in the sky, could also see it clearly. He couldn't help but secretly admire the master's ability to control human nature. Such a rule that seemed to have no faults could make this group of people separate.

"Mr. Zhang, us?" Several people under Zhang Zhengyuan seemed a little anxious. Who doesn't want to occupy this good position first?

You know, among the crowd, there are many people with higher strength than them, but the reason why they did not go up to register immediately is obviously restricted by the children of the aristocratic families behind them. If you don't take advantage of it now, how long will it take? ?

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he smiled slightly and nodded. His men immediately beamed and were ready to set off!

Chen Qing's method of differentiation is of no use to him. He has never established a family force. This is why the Federation can tolerate him, but also because of this, he will not let down anyone who is willing to follow him at this time.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when the crowd behind Zhang Zhengyuan was surging and preparing to take the first place, a big man in the back row spoke with a stiff face.

"Lord Yinsi, can I ask a question?"

"Said" Although Murong Bingyun is young, he is the next generation priest of the Murong family. When he is serious, he still has the aura of a big shot.

"Can I give up my position to someone else?" The big man was breathing rapidly when he said this.

Many people were staring upward at this moment.

Everyone hopes that this unreasonable request will not be met. As long as the other party says no, they will have an excuse to shirk the request of the children of the aristocratic family.

"Can!"

The corner of Murong Bingyun's lips curled up, eliminating their last chance: "The premise is that you must stay, but if you give up a good position for reincarnation, then the circumstances of your birth will be quite ordinary. Are you sure? Do this?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the disciples of the aristocratic family lit up, but the man who had just asked the question clenched his fists!

Many people were born in Rome. This sentence is true. However, they and others, through their own efforts, have obviously been able to get a chance to be born in Rome. Now, they can only make way for others.

Why?

One generation has fallen behind, so will all generations be left behind?

Zhang Zhengyuan saw this and didn't know what to say, with extremely complicated eyes.

When he entered the world of Zhu Xian, it was not fair, but he still made a mark. As a result, because of his example, the federation will implement disintegration procedures for any newcomer who goes to the world of Zhu Xian.

The high-sounding statement is for the safety of the federation as a whole.

In fact, it’s bullshit!

The children of the aristocratic family arrange the disintegration program. The program is in the hands of the aristocratic family. Who can outsiders touch their program? To put it bluntly, it is just a show, and a commoner who is not a descendant of a noble family, no matter how capable he is, can only be a dog of a noble family from now on.

This phenomenon is disgusting, but he can't control it. He doesn't have the ability to change the entire federation. Being able to protect the old brothers around him is already the limit of his ability. The world has never been fair.

"Sir, please see what kind of birth I can vote for, and give up my quota." The big man struggled for a long time, but still lowered his tall head helplessly.

"Okay." Murong Bingyun glanced at him, and then said: "A third-grade martial artist is extremely good, but he was born in one of the four major families and is a direct descendant other than the eldest family. Are you sure you want to give up your spot?"

The big man turned pale when he heard this, but the man next to him turned red with excitement!

"Zhu Rong, what are you still hesitating about? Are you waiting for such a good position to be snatched away?" The man couldn't help but said.

Such righteousness made all the men look gloomy, and a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the floating Murong Bingyun. In their Northern Wilderness, the children of aristocratic families did monopolize resources, but this was only for ordinary people. If grassroots strong men could rise, , it is not that there is no hope of becoming a dragon. In the history of the Beihuang family, there are many examples of people who later awakened their bloodline and established new families.

But what he saw in this group of people was deep despair, that kind of hopeless depression, which suppressed this group of originally very capable guys and made them unable to lift their heads.

Why?

"Please change the quota!" The big man named Zhu Rong gritted his teeth and lowered his head, not even wanting to look up. He was afraid that he would lose control if he looked around again.

"Okay!" Murong Bingyun nodded and said: "Please also ask the person who takes the place to come forward and register."

The people next to him were overjoyed immediately, but did not forget to turn around and comfort him: "Don't worry, your sacrifice organization will not forget it."

Zhu Rong was silent, his face as numb as a puppet, and he had no intention of replying. He just stared at the ground blankly.

And it didn't take long for more and more people to come forward, all wanting to give up their spots.

When Chen Qing in the attic saw this scene, he immediately laughed.

"It's really a disgusting scene." Zi Yue said faintly next to her.

"It's human nature to weld the car door shut after getting in the car." Chen Qing said lazily: "If there is no adjustment and restriction, the selfishness of human nature can do any terrible thing. What does it mean to take advantage of people's opportunities?"

"What are you going to do?" Zi Yue looked at Chen Qing doubtfully: "You have indeed left these two types of people, but no matter how much you harbor resentment, they are locked by the disintegration program and can only be treated like dogs, even if there are one or two It is of no use to us if both jade and stone are destroyed, right?"

The disintegration process is like the life and death talisman in martial arts novels in the past. No matter how dissatisfied you are, your wealth and life are in other people's hands. What can you resist?

"Things like disintegration programs shouldn't exist." Chen Qing sneered.

Ziyue was stunned and looked at Chen Qing: "Do you have an arrangement? Wang Ye? Can he do it?"

"Why else would I leave him there?"