Chapter 436 Don't Look Up

"Here, it really doesn't look like the end of the world."

Walking on the streets of the holy city, Lu Ping'an felt the warmth of the sky above, and looked at this prosperous city with a lot of emotions.

In appearance, the Saphos tribe has many similarities with humans, even more human than lycanthropy, and the most obvious difference is the small scales on their cheeks, arms, and feet.

They have two major subspecies, one with an average height of about two meters and a strong body. It is said that it was once a lower species, responsible for the construction of military industry and labor force, and it is called Phosphorus.

The other is the "Sa tribe", with a height of about 1.5 meters and 1.7 meters, with a thin but slender figure. The guide of Lu Ping'an and his party, Xiao Mader, belongs to this ethnic group.

It is said that there is also a smaller "unknown ethnic group" who work as servants, handymen, and slaves. Most of them live outside the city and are not welcomed.

The upper-ranked races serve God and are responsible for thinking, culture, religion, and other labor. The lower-ranked races are responsible for military affairs and labor, and the lower-ranked races are responsible for all the rest. It is quite a familiar policy.

But it is said that after the Nine-Day War, all these racial discrimination policies were abolished. But everyone knows that the policy can only control the surface, not the hearts of the people. So far, various races still go their own way. For example, in this holy city, there are only slums and The third race can only be seen in the handyman pile.

"Hello, do you want ink? There are five levels here, the highest level of sealing technique can be carried up to the third level. Which level do you need?"

"...this will do."

Lu Pingan pointed to the bottle of special ink on the outermost side of the shop. At his current level, this is enough.

After taking the ink, Lu Pingan also bought some exquisite "parchment paper", which is the tanned and deoiled dry skin of Warcraft, which is specially used for the sealing technique.

"You are also from Outland? You have been here for a few years."

"I'm a native of the Holy City, and I've come from the generation of my ancestors."

The talking shopkeeper, with a triangular insect head.

What really ended the "caste system" was actually the black ships from outside, and countless pollution incidents. When the pressure from outsiders is sufficient, the internal hostility and division will naturally become much lighter.

Lu Pingan looked at the insect's head thoughtfully. This shop is quite beautifully decorated, and it is still a commercial area in the city center, so it should be very valuable.

And looking at the complacent look on the other side, he really doesn't know the situation in this world.

"...You are indeed a native of the Holy City. You don't look like you are from a foreign land at all."

Lu Pingan smiled and said that at the beginning, he tried to persuade him. Soon, he found that it was not only meaningless but also stupid.

When the whole world regards "doom believers" as cults and lunatics, as long as you dare to say similar words, or even show sympathy for those lunatics, you will immediately put a hat on your head.

Show evidence? Evidence in video and text? That's great, Ni Ya is not an ordinary believer, but a cult leader who propagates, confuses, and disguises evidence, which is even more valuable.

Holding a batch of supplies he had just purchased, Lu Pingan walked to the street, passing a man. A middle-aged man holding a sign silently, with the words "the end has come" written on it.

He looked at everything in front of him indifferently and silently, regardless of what other people thought of him, and there was something like a medal pinned to his chest, and there was a sharp sword with "radiation" at his feet, which made him uneasy. The security team in the distance just looked at him, but didn't dare to come up to stop him.

Lu Pingan has seen many such "believers", including ordinary people, scholars, warriors and even nobles, but without exception, all their efforts are meaningless, their words are blocked and distorted, and their roars become It became a gossip and a joke among the people.

Even, in order to awaken the desperate will of the lost, they have become clowns who make people laugh, or meaningless behaviors of confusion.

At first, Lu Ping'an was a little surprised, then he understood, then became helpless, and finally, he could only laugh.

"Bang!"

He casually dropped a large amount of money on the pile of newspapers that the man was sitting on.

"I'm not a beggar." The man who seemed to be of mixed blood of the Sa race was not angry, he still looked ahead silently, his eyes were completely blank.

Lu Pingan didn't know what he had experienced, but it was not a good thing to assume.

"I'm not giving alms, just subsidizing. The placard is no longer visible. Change it to a good one."

".you know too?"

"I know a lot, but knowing it is meaningless, the one who can stand up is indeed a man."

The two men passed by each other, and after the simple words, they continued to do what they should do.

We all know that the behavior of the man holding the sign is meaningless, but some things are not determined by "whether it is useful or not".

"... This world is really helpless."

Walking through a block, ignoring the sheriffs who were vigilant against him, Lu Pingan continued his procurement work.

After all, he is an outsider, there are some things he should not do, and he is unable to do them.

"Pity"

At most, I can only sigh one sentence.

After all, it is not like the villain in fairy tales or novels that suppresses all this, it is just a dark force or a mastermind behind the scenes. What maintains all this is actually

"...what can you do when the whole world is crushing you."

Those who deliberately block information, maintain social stability, and label all "prophets" as cultists are all the upper-middle-class forces in this world.

Whether it is the main god or the evil god, the official organizations of various countries or the anti-social resistance forces, they all blocked the truth of all this with one voice.

Lu Pingan can find 10,000 reasons for their actions, such as "avoiding social turmoil" and avoiding "meaningless internal friction caused by civil strife", such as "until the main cause of destruction is found, do not create panic for no reason." Emotions", for example, "If you don't announce it, you may die in half a year, but if you announce it, most people will live less than half a year later."

These reasons are not only plausible, but in Lu Pingan's judgment, they are probably the most real.

Just judging from the results, those poor people who "look up" have become the "doomsday believers" that can be seen everywhere today, and become the existence that everyone shouts and beats.

"Heh, the society is stable. If it weren't for the fact that four of the seven main gods had escaped, I would have believed it."

Lu Ping'an thought it was a bit funny. The people on Earth were relatively late to intervene, and some forces came earlier. In recent decades, they have successively defected from the two main gods. The earth has just made up its mind to modify its own policy to get a share of the pie.

He could feel the man's despair and helplessness, and even imagined what he could do if he was in this scene.

"... definitely can't fall to that point, I'm afraid it's the only way to solve the problem."

At this moment, it is already too late, so many "guests" are waiting to eat, what can you do?

Maybe, just like that helpless man, holding a rotten board and standing on the street.

"No, if I have the ability and channels, I will run away. If I have nothing, I will indulge until the last moment." After thinking for a while, Lu Pingan made a judgment.

He knew something about himself, that he was neither a hero nor a saint, just a mortal.

Along the way, the whole city is peaceful and warm, the gentlemen on the streets are gentle and refined, and the shops and vendors are full of vitality.

Obviously the real sun above the head has already escaped, but the illusory artificial headlights are emitting warm light.

Passers-by, residents, security authorities, all have happy and satisfied smiles on their faces. The crazy rising monthly salary and lower and lower prices these days make people feel that better days are just around the corner.

"Don't look up?"

But this kind of sickly peace and the warm light from the sky made Lu Pingan, a heartless person like Lu Pingan, feel cold and hopeless from the bottom of his heart.

"In hell, everyone showed satisfied smiles. This world is completely hopeless."