Chapter 155: The President's Philosophy, Moths to the Flame

Mi Lan's right hand made a seven at his chin.

"Of course ~ kill them all."

In Mi Lan's clear eyes, a deep oppression that seemed to drown people emerged, as if endless sea water was poured into his body, unable to struggle and could only sink heavily to the bottom of the sea, making people feel the horror of the deep sea.

Du Jiashi and others who were staring at his eyes were shocked.

Then they had an idea. As expected, they were people who admired white leftists. They were very similar to white leftists.

But there were some differences.

Yang Yu observed for a while and found that this was probably a child who wanted to attract the attention of adults, and then imitated the personality and behavior of the adult he admired, wanting to get the attention of that adult?

Unfortunately, the adult's personality was too bad, and he didn't even want to look at him.

Mi Lan was too persistent.

So, Mi Lan developed such a naive and cruel personality?

"Kill them all?" Du Jiashi was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue.

Yin Nu clenched her fists. She didn't know if she could do it. She could fight against the weird or kill the bad guys, but she couldn't do it to ordinary people who just had different positions.

Maybe she couldn't get over it in her heart.

People who have not undergone certain training, or whose own minds are not firm or cruel enough, can't do it to others.

Xu Rou: "The people in this world have struggled to survive with great difficulty. For those who didn't attack us, are there any other more peaceful ways?"

Xiaguo would fight back fiercely when attacked, but it was not a country that advocated aggression.

In ancient times, going to war also had to have a reason.

Yang Yu: "It shouldn't be possible for everyone to resist. There will always be people who will see the situation clearly and surrender. As long as we communicate well and let them know that after joining the Yiguihui, they can also survive well, or even live better than before, maybe there is no need to fight, they will surrender."

Yang Yu can tell what kind of life the people here live just by looking at the environment here.

A large area of ​​land is polluted. There should be some land that can be cultivated, but not much. The food produced may only supply the upper class. The lower class can only rely on labor to get a small amount of food that barely keeps them from starving to death.

If you want to eat meat, you can only hunt those polluted and mutated animals. It is not known whether you will get sick if you eat their meat.

No, perhaps the world is already sick and terminally ill.

Now it is just struggling to survive, and it is unknown when it will perish.

Mi Lan saw that they had already started discussing how to persuade the other party to surrender and not resist.

He laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, of course I lied to you~"

"Ah?" The four of them were confused.

"You are really a newcomer. Have you forgotten that there are human rules in the Deviant Society?"

"Human rules?" Du Jiashi touched his head, it was a little itchy, as if he was going to grow a brain.

Yang Yu: "I seem to have heard of it, but I don't know what the specific rules are."

Yin Nu and Xu Rou also recalled carefully, but they had only heard of it.

Mi Lan: "Because you were not a ghost master before, of course you don't need to know this, but after this you will be asked to memorize the long Human Protection Regulations, right?"

"Listen carefully, the fourth article of the Human Protection Regulations is to protect the fire of civilization and ensure the transmission of human principles."

"Not only can we not destroy the transmission of a civilization, on the contrary, when we see that civilization is about to be destroyed, we need to spend energy to protect it."

Du Jiashi: "Huh? This is the first time I heard that our organization is not a shelter organization?"

Yang Yu: "It sounds more like a salvation organization."

Xu Rou: "Really? It turns out that the organization also needs to do this kind of thing."

Yin Nu: "It will be very hard, right?"

Not only do we have to shelter the weird, but we also have to protect civilization. If the organization is not strong enough, it is easy to be careless.

Mi Lan saw that they had misunderstood, and he corrected their thoughts: "It's not what you think. If you think that Yiguihui is a savior organization, you are wrong. To be more precise, it should be the owner who maintains the health of the giant tree."

"If the civilizations in those worlds and spaces are compared to leaves, and countless universes are compared to giant trees, the extinction of civilization in a world and space will cause that world to lose the light of civilization, and the corresponding leaves on the giant tree will wither and fall."

"And the weird is more like a pest that damages the tree. If a leaf is ignored, it will be difficult for it to survive after the leaves on the tree fall off."

"What we have to do is to remove the pests and ensure the health of each leaf, so as to ensure the health of the giant tree."

"Then, getting a good harvest of fruits from these giant trees and strengthening ourselves is nothing more than a mutually beneficial thing."

"So, the organization will consider whether a world is worth saving. After all, removing some sick leaves is also protecting other leaves and branches from being infected."

This is just an analogy.

The specific situation will definitely be more complicated.

Mi Lan just gave an example to let these newcomers better understand why the organization would spend effort to do such a thing.

"Of course, you just need to listen. I heard that in the beginning, when the president established the organization, he wanted to prevent the Deviant Society from losing its original ideals in the process of growing bigger and bigger, and become unscrupulous, and finally lose himself and become a new pest that does all kinds of evil.

It was also to find what he wanted, and he set the rules."

The four newcomers listened very seriously, and they silently wrote down what Mi Lan said.

They became more and more curious about the president who had only heard of him but never seen him. They couldn't wait to get to know him.

What kind of person is the president who established such a powerful organization?

What is his philosophy?

What kind of mood did he have when he set these rules?

Suddenly, they seemed to see a pair of tolerant eyes, silently watching them.

The Alien Society, the Contract Master, the employees, and everything else turned into a sphere, held in the palm of the hand by the man who was as powerful as a god.

They all grew up slowly under his gaze.

Then they slowly floated in his hand, flapped their wings and flew, circling around him.

And he stood at the end of time, only looking back, and countless spheres gritted their teeth and chased after him desperately.

It seemed that those worlds were chasing him, but in fact, it was because he exuded a strong gravitational force, like invisible threads that firmly sucked them in, making them unconsciously chase him non-stop.

Several people were so excited that their heartbeats became faster and faster, and their eyes were full of yearning, curiosity and admiration for the president.

The world under his gaze, tolerance and salvation would probably run towards him like moths to a flame, without hesitation, right?