Chapter 1476 Others
Concentrating too much power in the hands of one person is never a good thing.
No one can bear the consequences of others 'doing whatever they want', and no one is willing to pay the bill. What's more, the Administration has paid for the Utopia for hundreds of years.
This pen has been used by everyone for hundreds of years, how can it not have PTSD?
Whether it was for precaution or for ulterior motives, no matter what the purpose, Maxim could not let Ai Qing have unlimited power, and he absolutely could not bear the consequences of Ai Qing losing control.
You know, when overhead institutions once launched major purges, they didn’t even blink an eye...
Even if all the restrictions he tried to impose were perfectly cracked by Ai Qing, he still left a trump card for counterattack - the alliance and covenant with the Financial Weaving Bureau. The two parties exchanged authority at the expense of each other, thus gaining They gained enough trust and reached a consensus among the camps.
The moment Solomon failed, they would be victorious.
The premise is that the overhead institutions can be eliminated...
Offering to exchange permissions was also one of Maxim's decisions.
As someone with the authority to restrain the Threshold of the Abyss, if Ai Qing wants to use all her power to wipe out the alliance, then this crucial key must not remain in her hands.
At this moment, when Ai Qing was roughly suppressed on the chair and forcibly put on the source material shackles, she did not resist at all. She just sighed as if sighing with emotion: "A cunning rabbit is dead and a lackey is cooked. It is worthy of the general office. We made plans and preparations to demolish the bridge before we crossed the river."
"With thorough preparation, nothing will be difficult. Just treat it as... a professional habit."
Maxim seemed not to understand and responded with Ai Qing's words just now: "I don't intend to break the agreement between us, but you are too uncontrollable. I hope you can understand."
"To be honest, I understand and I appreciate you very much."
"Um?"
Maxim was slightly startled.
“I don’t expect others’ understanding and recognition, and I never intend to cater to or compromise just to fit in with others.”
Ai Qing glanced at those wary or wary expressions, and said slowly: "From the very beginning, I was prepared - to be regarded as a crazy witch, prophesying that the world is about to be destroyed, jumping up and down, and causing trouble in people's lives. I'm disgusted. But you, you actually think about the reason why it seems so absurd.
I should be grateful to you. "
Regardless of whether he regards Ai Qing as an enemy in his heart, or whether he may have been prepared to burn bridges from the beginning, Maxim still has an amazing overall view and independent thinking ability, and even... sense of smell.
"...I will investigate whether there are hidden dangers, but I cannot agree to your request."
Maxim gave a final warning: "You may have other plans, but please don't act rashly, otherwise, I will kill you as a saboteur of the regeneration plan."
Ai Qing laughed.
I don’t know if it’s self-deprecating or it doesn’t matter anymore.
He just looked back and glanced at the engineer.
That implication made the engineer frown.
At this juncture, could it be that I am the one who would act rashly? Representatives of the Reality Faction, which represents the position of the General Office, and the Border Faction representatives of the Financial Weaving Bureau had temporarily made peace under pressure from Solomon.
The friendship between you has weathered the storm together, but is it really enough to share the fruits of victory?
Click!
Like an auditory hallucination, a clear voice sounded from Ai Qing's ears.
It made her frown.
Now, Maxim had looked at the engineer, "Have you known about the relationship between Camilla and Solomon?"
"I had some doubts, so I was prepared, but I didn't have a chance to put it to use." The engineer replied calmly: "But you are right to suspect, I do have reservations."
Maxim did not hide his displeasure: "I need a reason."
"Although I doubt Ai Qing's purpose and identity, I don't doubt the warning of the overhead agency."
The engineer answered calmly, looking at him tit for tat: "The regeneration plan is no longer normal, Maxim."
At this moment, behind him, vague roots were dancing silently, penetrating the walls of the building and connecting to the bodies of an unknown number of people, forming a terrifying scale that enveloped most of London.
weed.
Countless weeds are so fragile, so numerous, and in the process of birth and death every moment. Once weaved into a web, they become so tough.
Maintaining the operation of weed populations is a complex and arduous task. When regulating, we must first anticipate future conditions and prepare in advance.
If it loses control, the seemingly resilient cluster will collapse overnight.
Because of this, it requires keen perception, long-lasting patience, and even complex skills... Perhaps to a certain extent, as his soul, the existence of weeds is his understanding and view of the work of the Financial Weaving Bureau.
Because of this, I can feel that strange feeling of uneasiness.
Unlike Ai Qing, who was able to get a bird's eye view of the whole game with a telescope, he could only capture the strange atmosphere from the macroscopic and fuzzy changes.
The condition of the weeds is gradually becoming abnormal.
Just like a closed space gradually losing oxygen, the weeds are rapidly wilting and on the verge of suffocation.
At first, this feeling was only slight, but since Adrian's death, it has become more and more obvious day by day - for the past few days, he has remained silent, conducting investigations secretly, and he did not hesitate to conduct investigations on the entire London. Observe and explore. Until now, when Ai Qing revealed the answer to the mystery, he no longer had any doubts.
"Something bad is happening."
"So I had to figure it out," he said.
At this moment, as he spoke, the soldiers who were parasitized by the weeds slowly turned their guns, faintly covering the entire room.
Including, Maxim!
"...In other words, am I also within the scope of suspicion?" Maxim asked.
"It's not just you, but there aren't many people who have this ability."
The engineer looked around, as the actual controller of the situation now, and discerned the expressions on every face.
Now that Camilla has been eliminated, the uneasy feeling still exists.
Even stronger!
Click!
A strange breaking sound echoed from his ears, making him frown.
Ai Qing sighed silently and asked: "Now it seems that I can prove my innocence?"
"That's not necessarily the case."
The engineer shook his head decisively: "We cannot rule out the possibility that you use yourself to cover for others - I know what you want to cover up, Ai Qing."
He paused and his expression became cruel: "It's possible that Huai Shi is the biggest source of interference!
No one from the Utopia has ever participated in the regeneration plan, and after losing the weight of the governing bureau, he was still able to obtain power from the Sea of Silver.
Why can't the extra participant be Huai Shi? Do you expect everyone to be like you and have unrealistic trust in a lunatic in an utopia? "
"Huai Shi has no appeal to the Silver Sea." Ai Qing shook her head.
"Once Solomon is killed, what will he do next?! If the Utopia wants to regain power in the current situation, isn't this the most convenient way!"
"I can only say that you think too much." Ai Qing raised her voice: "If the Utopia wants to regain control of the current situation, it will not use methods like the Regeneration Plan... Since you know that he is a madman, then It should be understood that he has never looked down upon the tactics of the command bureau.
If you want to ask why Huaishi is in the plan, then you should ask the pilot meeting. "
She paused and could no longer conceal her gloomy expression: "Aren't they the ones who threw us in like chess pieces and victims to perform sacrifices?"
"Watch your words, Ai Qing."
Maxim raised his voice, interrupting their conversation, as if to suppress his uneasiness.
Ai Qing said no more.
However, a clear voice sounded.
Click!
It was so crisp and clear, echoing in the short suffocating silence, making everyone look at each other.
Even the loud noise of the ground breaking outside that day couldn't be concealed.
"What on earth is going on?!" There were whispers from people who still couldn't figure out the situation, or who didn't want to believe it.
"Isn't it clear enough? Or do you want to pretend to understand and be confused?"
"I'm innocent, I didn't do anything at all!"
"In the final analysis, the third party is the troublemaker. You must have had ulterior motives from the beginning!"
"Isn't that because of the delay and dereliction of duty of the general office? If it was not to fight against Solomon, why would we form such an inconvenient alliance?"
"Until now, the overhead agencies have not regarded us as allies and deliberately concealed it!"
"Isn't it the same with the Financial Weaving Bureau? You hide your head and show your tail. What's your determination?!"
Amid the growing quarrel, confusion began to spread. When someone attacked the overhead mechanism, Ai Qing couldn't help but sneer and wanted to retort, but she suddenly froze on the spot.
No words were spoken.
Everyone's mood seemed to be abnormal.
No, it seems like something was wrong from the beginning... Why is that mania gradually overflowing?
Where did it come from?
“Rule breakers still exist.”
The engineer's expression became more and more gloomy. His fingers holding the gun moved slightly and he looked at Maxim: "It's either her or you."
"You need to decide quickly, Maxim."
Ai Qing reminded coldly: "Including me, everyone's emotions have begun to get out of control. If we cannot control the situation, then it will be the dereliction of duty of the general office."
She said: "Don't hesitate any longer, the stop of the regeneration plan is inevitable——"
boom!
Suddenly a high-pitched sound burst out, and as the loud noise spread, Ai Qing's body shook, and blood spurted out from her heart.
Heavy damage!
While in a daze, Maxim turned around in shock and looked at the red-faced man next to him and the gun in his hand.
"Doppler what are you doing!"
"I'm helping you decide!"
Doppler roared and wanted to pull the trigger, but the soldiers who had reacted had already taken it down and held it down. He was still struggling and shouting: "Why do you still listen to her nonsense! This woman is lying to you. , Maxim, she just wants to shake you, she is the biggest black sheep, why not kill her!"
While shouting, he raised his head with all his strength, revealing his bloodshot eyes.
Not anger and madness.
Is he...scared?
fear
Click!
The clear voice sounded again, as if coming from everyone's heads.
Then, again.
Click!
It's like the echo of Solomon's passing...
At that moment, the sky cracked, and outside the window, a bright sea of silver rushed towards the world, as if it wanted to swallow everything in it.
And just under the dazzling stream of light, layers of thick darkness emerged and dripped.
towards them.
Shouts and frightened voices rang out, but soon they became quiet again under Maxim's gunfire.
"Everyone be quiet, don't make any moves——"
But the sound of frightened screams soon started again.
Within the huge room, the people parasitized by weeds quickly shriveled up, trembled, and their pupils turned scarlet.
Severe panting, or alienation.
solidification.
Symptoms of coagulation are spreading!
The engineer was stunned.
Countless weeds began to show signs of decay and abnormalities.
I don’t know how much precipitation and curses from hell I have absorbed during this long time, and symptoms of coagulation gradually appeared, and even, like a virus, began to gather in the middle...
No, I should say, spread from the center.
But where is the source of pollution?
Why can't he find it?
Or should I say, he himself has already...
At that moment, the engineer seemed to understand something.
Looked at Ai Qing.
Ai Qing was also looking at him.
His expression twitched, as if he couldn't accept this reality.
"So, is that so? I am also...part of it? No, I was wrong from the beginning. I should have discovered it earlier, but it's a pity..."
He looked at the gun in his hand, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the opened bottle of wine in the cabinet, and smiled to himself: "I really want to go have a drink with everyone."
At the last moment, he looked at Ai Qing and nodded slightly: "I'll leave the rest to you."
Then, he swallowed the muzzle of the gun in his hand.
Pull the trigger.
Bang!
Blood splattered.
The weeds died of their own accord, and the solidification of diffusion came to an abrupt end.
All the hosts froze in place, unable to bear the simultaneous impact, and quickly fell into shock and fainting.
The sound of falling to the ground was endless.
Amidst the screams, someone had already raised his gun and wanted to point it at others.
Fall into madness.
But before pulling the trigger, he was the first to spurt out blood and fall to the sky.
Ai Qing tightly held the pistol left by the engineer, choked and coughed, and blood sprayed from her mouth.
Suppressing her anger and unwillingness, she turned around and shouted: "Maxim, what are you waiting for? Take off the shackles!"
Before that, Maxim had already jumped out towards Ai Qing. Regardless of the pull of others in the chaos, he pressed his fingers on the shackles and released the authorization!
"Execution of the decree——"
At that moment, Ai Qing raised her hand towards the conference room that was in uncontrollable chaos, and lowered the authority from the Ministry of Justice: "For damaging London and endangering public safety, all members of the Regeneration Project are now subject to physical imprisonment and forced dormancy. "
When the engineer died, Ai Qing finally understood.
Perhaps the damage suffered by the regeneration plan had nothing to do with the redundant participant. No, rather, it was because she herself fell into instinctive chaos under the unknown threat.
Subconscious search, subconscious search for clues, subconscious attack.
But he ignorantly entered the predetermined wrong path.
No, from the beginning, their own struggle may have deviated from the track, driven by the invisible hand...
But it's not too late and everything can be undone.
As long as it stops here.
if only……
Click!
At the last moment when the authority was reduced, the final cracking sound sounded from her ears.
Everything seemed to freeze in an instant.
The running crowds, the frightened faces, the participants who retreated, the people who rushed forward to attack the enemy...the dancing dust, the flying blood, the fallen corpses.
Everything seemed like amber, falling into stillness.
Only a joking voice sounded from afar.
“Hell is other people.
In your current situation, someone once said this. I like it very much. It vividly illustrates the nature of human beings, no, thinkers - you will be afraid of people other than yourself, or, in other words, afraid of other people who think differently from yourself.
As long as the starting point of thinking is slightly different, it will lead to completely different results. Misunderstandings lead to disagreements, disagreements lead to antagonisms, antagonisms lead to contradictions, contradictions lead to struggles, and the blood and hatred brought about by the struggle pour everything into the wheel of the cycle.
Therefore, you are so eager to find a solution. Like a hedgehog eager to be together.
Until finally, you finally found it - after so many years of evolution, exploration, chasing and thinking, you finally no longer have to be afraid of others who are different from you, because you have a new, common, and inescapable object of fear.
That's what binds you together.
——The so-called [order]! "
That voice laughed with great appreciation, offering applause and cheers.
"Ah, ah, ah, what a genius idea. People in this situation, you are so wonderful!"
Hoarse voices praised and cheered: "Erase differences, eliminate individuality, abandon characteristics, turn yourself into parts, clamp them together, and do not allow anyone to be freed from this torture... You are united in one place, You have created your own hell!"
At that moment, a strange figure appeared in that brief moment that froze the soul and thoughts.
To be precise, it appeared in front of Ai Qing's eyes.
As if staring at her.
As if staring at everyone at the same time.
The blurry and incomplete figure seemed as illusory as a bubble. At this moment, it seemed to be hunched over, making a humble plea and a desire from the heart.
Praying to them: "Why don't you take me with you to play together?"
At that moment, Ai Qing closed her eyes in despair.
Piper!
It was him who twisted the regeneration plan...
"No, no, no, no! No! No! No!"
Angry arguments rang out, as if he had suffered a huge injustice, furious and indignant: "You can't slander me, Ai Qing, you can't! How could I break the rules of the game, how could I not follow your rules?" order?"
The twisted figure came closer, as if looking at her, and the face like a stick figure suddenly evoked a smile: "This is the most important thing, Ai Qing, I did not invade, I did not destroy, and I did not interfere. Your game progress.
I respect your order and agreement and have never even set foot in London.
I just signed up and reserved a spot for myself. "
He bent down and told the soul in front of him warmly:
"That's all."
In the despairingly long silence, Ai Qing's thinking seemed to have stopped.
She had found the answer, but she was still confused.
She couldn't understand that answer.
Nor can I accept this reality.
But the laughter sounded from my ears again.
The figure wandered proudly among the souls, singing and dancing, overjoyed.
"Don't you understand, my lovely humans, this is the most wonderful place."
The being who could perhaps be called the flute player spread out his twisted arms and looked around - such a look could almost be called appreciation and admiration.
"Behold, these lost souls, look, this is what you are."
He happily recounted: "The gap between ideals and reality brings fatigue and emptiness, and at the same time, it ignites surging fighting spirit and determination. The belief in self-assertion and the resistance to other beings walking on the wrong path bring anger. , and at the same time, it gives you courage and anger.
The reservations in the alliance and the restraint between each other have brought doubts and suspicions... In your souls, every moment and every moment of thought is shining!
Like fireworks in hell.
——Finally, when everything burns away, what is left is this extremely bright crystal! "
As if he were familiar with the treasures of his family, the flute player clasped his fingers and chattered endlessly: "Adrian, stick to yourself, never bow to the enemy, despise everything except your own opinions, and the [paranoia] created by your soul.
Camilla hates reality and herself, resists wavering and giving in, and ultimately burns everything with [Rage]!
Engineers overlook the overall situation, but find it difficult to know the details. They are afraid of the unknown but dare not take a step forward. In the end, they are [fear] formed by death.
Maxim tried to control the situation again and again, constantly forcing himself to exceed the limits of his own abilities. He hated his own dullness and incompetence, but he couldn't help but envy others' talents that seemed to be God-given. In the end, the remaining [jealousy].
Solomon longed for peace but had to obey war. He was used to sacrifice but could not bear sacrifice. In the end, he desperately used his soul to try to change the status quo of the world once and for all. Ah, ah, what kind of [laziness] this is.
And [Vanity], and [Greed], and you—"
The increasingly clear outline suddenly appeared in front of Ai Qing's eyes, very close at hand.
A top-down view.
So enjoyable.
"——Understand the value of order but long for destruction, understand the insignificance of oneself but not change, know the value of the group but still self-exile, understand that there is something more valuable than life but dare not love."
The empty fingers stretched out and touched her face, and the flute player sighed tenderly: "Ai Qing, your [arrogance] is so terrifying and so intoxicating.
Why is there no treasure like you in my treasure house? "
"In any case, I would like to congratulate you all for the essence of hell that you have obtained from your desire and struggle. At the same time, I also want to celebrate - and also for what was born from the collapse of this order and the fragmentation of the soul. 【I】!"
At this moment, a baby's cry and dying laughter sounded from the broken outline.
It's like a fusion of the newborn and the deceased.
The twisted [soul] convulsed in pain and danced with joy, cheering for the birth and death of order and self.
Why don’t you understand, people in this situation?
It is precisely your suspicion of each other that denies the order you desire. Every moment of vigilance, every precaution, and every promise destined to be betrayed.
It is precisely your stubbornness and hatred that create strife and pain. Every contempt or resistance, every disgust and rejection, every struggle and fight.
It is you, once again, who created me!
From the closed sandbox of this regeneration plan...
In the abyss, the flute player before the projection smiled silently.
Witness the harvest moment.
Why go to all the trouble to sneak into the situation, why go through the sea to get close to the key point? Just invest a seed and wait for enough rain and climate for it to germinate.
Just give it a push quietly at the critical moment.
The chain of destruction has already begun!
At this moment, when the answer was finally announced, the outline of nothingness gradually took on physical form, and the limbs and face of a person emerged, but the face was shrouded in a mist and could never be seen clearly.
No, in other words, all everyone can see from it is themselves.
What I fear...that ugly self!
"The smell on your body seems to have interacted with another 'I', right? You saw the reminder left by 'I', right?"
In front of Ai Qing's eyes, the other girl raised her hand, rolled up her waist-length hair, and spoke cheerfully with a charming smile that she would never show:
"Then, let me repeat it again - [What you love is nothing. There is nothing created except hell.]
This is the essence of the current situation, Ai Qing!
The so-called present situation is a place used to create hell! "
"People don't need to create heaven, but people need hell, and they desire to destroy it from the bottom of their hearts. Sometimes, even if you only need one reason, you will become enemies of each other."
"Different skin colors, different political opinions, different positions, different races, different genders."
"Or, a person who doesn't exist."
But now, amid my own doubts, suspicions and even malice, the non-existent person has descended into the illusion composed of this order.
The enemy of order, the lord of discipline, the trapped beast in the cage... This name has had countless titles, countless achievements and resumes, but none of them are like him now.
The 'him' he is now is completely different from all the other 'hims' he has ever been.
When the last belated participant logged in, deep underground, in the cave hall of the pilot meeting, at the end of the list on the empty screen, a brand new sequence was judged to be completed.
[Organization under the jurisdictional bureau·Human Destruction Bureau (unregistered)]
——Agent: The Piper.
Then, the flute player felt someone tapping his shoulder.
The bloody fist slowly raised.
Hold tight.
"What the hell are you talking about all day long?!"
Huai Shi swung her fist at the little brat who appeared out of nowhere, and hit the dog's head without mercy.
boom!
Because the Piper's terrible plan is about to succeed and the current situation is at stake, in order to highlight the sense of impact and increase readers' sense of involvement, this book has been specially linked with Tencent Group to explode the "Commandation Bureau Decision-making Room" of the readership group.
Yes, this is the reason why the group exploded. Please remember to unify your external tone.
At least it makes us look good.
As for why the group exploded... I don't know. The group exploded just as they were walking around. It couldn't really be because they were flute players, right?