Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 121 is not correct enough

  Villac could only lie in the cell due to his injuries, so he patiently read Keating's "On Equality" carefully from beginning to end. The content of the new edition of "Equality" surprised him. He thought that Keating's additions were nothing more than trivial and irrelevant superficial views, but in fact the new additions were much more useful than he imagined.

  Among them, Keating provided more powerful arguments for the super-era theory put forward by Chris and Francis, added a deeper view on the current world structure and institutional drawbacks, and finally looked forward to a more diverse and equal future in a broader way.

   This last point coincides with Verac's thoughts.

  The reason why he dared to write is because he felt that the future pointed to by this book should not be decided by one person. Everyone has the right to dream of the future in their minds, and he certainly has the right to do so.

   As for whether the future he imagined is correct and whether he can lead everyone, that is not important. The important thing is that if everyone does this, the correct one will always appear, and as long as it appears, everything is worthwhile.

   "You wrote it really well..." Verac waited until the evening to finish it. After finishing it, he looked at Keating with admiration, "This book has become thicker."

"I just added my feelings and thoughts from the bottom of my heart. In my opinion, this book is very good, and it contains great energy such as subversion and awakening. Its only shortcoming, and the most fatal shortcoming, is that it is not enough Correct. This lack of correctness does not mean that the direction it pursues is wrong. On the contrary, I think its direction is undoubtedly correct, and the greatest value of this book is to determine the direction. What it lacks in correctness is this What's after the direction?" Keating asked.

   Incorrect and not correct enough.

  Verak half-understood.

"It's like how much is 137,944 plus 551,167." Keating gave an example, "The theory of equality knows that its answer is about 700,000, But this is far from enough. If you really want to subvert the existing world and create a brand new world, you must count it to single digits. Because the world you pursue must be a precise answer rather than a probability or possibility. No one Can be successful when pursuing 'probably' and 'possible'."

   "Isn't the theory of equality enough?" This surpassed Verac's cognition.

  He regarded "Equality" as a truth, a belief, and so did the people in the Equality Society. They firmly believe that "Equality" is correct enough that the world will become correct if only they do it.

   But Keating's words broke his superficial thoughts.

"People have lived 'probably' for tens of thousands of years. After so many dynasties, they are still living 'probably'." Keating said, "If you want to change completely, I think you must start from Change at the root, the root is the equality mentioned in the book, and it also changes from 'roughly' to 'precise'."

  Verak suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration. Born in a slum, his knowledge is still too superficial.

Keating saw that Veraker was in a daze, with frustration and loss in his eyes, and said: "This is just my personal opinion. You still have a long, long way to go. Compared to subverting a country and changing a system, it is more important to It is better to calculate the exact answer, otherwise it will return sooner or later. For example, the Ravel Dynasty and the current Bresci Republic, they are both civilian revolutions to overthrow the old government, but their essence has not changed, and there is no fundamental problem It has been solved, so it keeps overturning and overturning.”

   "I see." Verak let out a long breath, and the future has a long way to go.

Wanting to change the world is not that simple. Keating, who was once a close friend of the king of the Ravel dynasty, knows this very well: "The theory of equality, to put it bluntly, represents the dilemma of idealists. It has already It is good enough, but because of the limitations of the times, it is unavoidable that it is superficial and cannot be the ultimate truth and the ultimate precise answer. The content I added is just adding to the general direction. Because I don’t know, so There is no way to change the value of this book."

   "I probably understand." Verac thought over Keating's words over and over again.

Keating is knowledgeable and is a close friend of King Louis Ravel. Because he witnessed the Ravel dynasty overthrowing the old dynasty, and watched the Ravel dynasty being overthrown by the government of the Republic of Bressis, he responded to this as a witness. Has insights far beyond human.

  Verak was very convinced of Keating.

   "I see that you look a little discouraged, but you don't need to. What I said is just to point out that you haven't done enough, but you are right, all your efforts are meaningful." Keating encouraged.

"What I'm discouraged is that it's not enough." Verak smiled wryly, with sadness in his eyes, "Too many people have died and too many things have happened. I thought I was about to succeed, but I realized that this was just the beginning of a long journey. In the future, countless people will surely die for it..."

   Keating understood.

"I thought the theory of equality was the truth, and I thought that the end I saw from the theory of equality was the end of the world..." Verac sighed, "My knowledge is shallow, and I have never thought of what you said before. Think, if that's the case, none of us thought about it, and then, as you describe, a huge effort to overthrow Bresci and re-establish the government, so what..."

"It takes time, young man. You are still too young. I am twenty-nine years older than you. It is normal to know more." Keating understood what Verak meant. Road, and his own problems, he doesn't have the ability to think like himself, so he can only blindly believe in "Equality" forward, which makes him feel panicked, "And I can only guarantee that my views are more Well, someone must come up with a deeper and more correct opinion than what I have said."

Verac reported Chris's age, so in Keating's opinion, he was twenty-nine years older than him, but in fact Verac was two years older than Chris, and Keating should be two years older than him. Seventeen.

   "Maybe." Verak thought about how he could have the same ability as Keating, so that he could conduct a more rational analysis from a higher perspective.

   "Then... have you figured out how to write Chapter 10?" Keating asked with a smile.

  Before half an hour, Verak would swear that he knew it, then pick up a pen and write down his expected future, and then consider how to realize his imagination step by step.

  But now that he has mixed feelings in his heart, he can't bring it up. Keating has already thrown a wider point of view, and it doesn't make much sense for him to stick to the previous question.

   "Not yet... just wait..." Verak shook his head and closed the notebook.

  There were footsteps outside, and the footsteps were fast. Before they could react, there was the sound of unlocking the lock. The two turned their heads to look in unison, only to see the prison guard in charge of delivering the food coming.

  The prison guard who helped Verak a lot during this period also thought that he would not be able to survive the day, and felt that life would return to its former peace.

"When the cafeteria asked me to deliver two meals to Cell 208, I specifically told them that one should be enough now." The prison guard smiled and stood in front of Verak to share his experience just now, " Later they looked at the list again and confirmed that there were no mistakes in the two meals."

   "Thank you." Verak didn't expect to meet his benefactor again, "I'm afraid I can't go on without you, but I'm imprisoned here, and there is really no way to repay you..."

"'I have been working in this prison for so many years, and I have been squeezed out. I can only deliver meals. No one pays attention to me. Your 'thank you' is the greatest reward for me." The prison guard took a lunch box first. He gave it to Keating, and then opened another one for Veraker, "What happened? Not only did the deputy warden not torture you today, but he specifically emphasized providing you with nutritious meals every day."

  Verak was also surprised that his food had improved. He took the abundant food in surprise and explained vaguely: "My people outside have made some moves. Lecter doesn't dare to act rashly against me now."

   "Action? You mean..." the prison guard lowered his voice and asked.

Realizing that the prison guard thought he was talking about a prison robbery, Verak quickly said, "No, no, no, to put it simply, I have a certain value. They can't let me die now, so they help me treat the wound and arrange nutritious meals. "

   "So that's how it is... Anyway, it's fine, you guys eat first, I'm going to deliver food to my colleagues on duty." The prison guard had something to do, so he said goodbye to Verak and left.

   "This prison guard may be used as a breakthrough." Keating said after the prison guard left.

   "Well, if there is a need, we can deepen the contact." Verak felt the same way. After speaking, he looked down at the food in the lunch box, "The food is really good. Has yours changed?"

   "No." Keating showed his lunch box, which was still mashed potatoes mixed with impurities.

  Verak threw an egg to Keating: "I have two eggs here."

   Keating caught it and looked at the boiled egg: "I haven't eaten an egg for a year and a half..."

   "I... for half a month." Verac and Keating looked at each other with a smile, peeled off the shell of the egg in unison, and swallowed the egg in a few mouthfuls.

  After cleaning up the other food one after another, Verak leaned against the wall and stared in a daze in contentment.

  He could clearly feel that his strength was gradually returning, and his body slowly recovered after walking through the gate of hell, like ice melting bit by bit.

   "I have to recover as soon as possible and stand up as soon as possible." Verak said.

   "There is no rush, there is no rush for this kind of thing. If you really want to escape from prison, it will take a few days." Keating has already returned "Equality" from Verac, and is reading it with great interest.

   "Lying down gave me a feeling of sitting and waiting to die." Verak tried to move his two legs, but he couldn't use any strength, and as long as he tried to move, he would feel a sharp pain.

  Keating glanced at Veraker's struggle: "Now lying down patiently is to stand up better. If you feel that you can't sink your heart, then you can just hone your mind."

   "I'm quite curious about this point. How did you manage to live here with peace of mind for two years?" Verac hoped that Keating could help him.

"Just like you, I want to live and have freedom." Keating replied, "Impatience will only get you farther and farther away from your goal, but dormant calmly will allow you to discover more details and more accurately and skillfully take the chance."

   "There is some truth to it." Verac did not fully agree with this conservative tactic, after all, his situation is different from Keating's. Keating has no problem staying here for two years, he doesn't have the time. He needs to be bolder and decisive in order to create miracles in a short period of time.

   Not long after the prison guards took away the lunch box, when it was time to take a bath, Veraker was injured and could not touch the water, so Keating went to the bathroom to take a bath with the help of the prison guards.

  In the middle of Keating's bath, Veraker felt like urinating. He called another prison guard in charge of daily life to help him into the bathroom. Then imitate Keating, let the prison guard support him from behind, and let him do the rest.

  Being helped to go to the toilet is still very uncomfortable for Verak, but it can be foreseen that he will have to match Keating in terms of living conditions for a considerable period of time in the future.

   "My God! Come and see!"

   When Verak returned to the cell to rest, there was a sudden exclamation outside the door.

  Verak looked up and saw a prisoner at the door of the cell pointing at him with wide eyes and yelling, and soon the door of cell 208 was full of prisoners who had just returned from work.

   "Didn't he die?! Didn't old Nick say he was dead?!"

   "It is reasonable to say that he is dead. Everyone saw that he didn't come back at noon..."

   "Then who is lying inside now? It can't be a ghost, right?!"

   "Let's go, let me see, my God, why is this kid so lucky!"

   "Wil, I am the one who won the bet! He is still alive, today you sleep on the floor and I sleep on the bed!"

  Listening to the yelling outside, Veraker glanced at every prisoner who appeared in front of the cell door in turn: "Good evening, everyone."

   "Go back to your cell! Hurry up!"

   As soon as Verak greeted the prisoners, the prison guards outside ran over and beat the prisoners with sticks to disperse them, and took them back to their respective cells.

  But the prisoners passing by will still look at Verak one by one, and then spread the big news everywhere.

  The news that Verak survived the eleventh day spread throughout the entire underground floor in an instant, and Verak, who had been in the past, became everyone's talk again.

"Chris! You are **** alive! How did you survive?! How is this possible?!" The musician next door, Ross, was more excited than anyone else, and Verac felt him The voice was harsh, "Tell me about it!"

   "There's nothing to talk about. Anyway, Lecter won't touch me again in a short time." Verak replied loudly.

   "Is he not interested in you anymore? Then you shouldn't be able to stay in Cell 208..." Rose chattered and asked questions.

  Verak had a hard time explaining the reason to Ross, and even if he did, it would be troublesome to pass it on to Ross, so he simply blamed Lecter: "I don't know either, or you can ask Lecter."

   Why are there fewer recommended tickets for Qixi Festival? I wish you all happy forever in finding true love, now please return the recommendation ticket to me first.

  (end of this chapter)