After seeing the old man stunned, Gavin explained kindly
"Doing the paper is a kind of immigration test. It's just that this threshold is a moral test. Only those who pass the test can immigrate to Dongzhou."
"Humph, a moral test? People are the best at deceiving beasts. What a cunning fox. It's a complete slander against the fox." The old man snorted coldly and started smoking his cigarette again.
Gawain was slightly stunned. He didn't speak anymore, but stared at the old man carefully.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a picture emerged from the other person’s body.
This is an upgraded version of the power of prophecy, which can not only see the future, but also the past.
And seeing the past is easier, more detailed, and certainly more accurate.
Just looking at the picture of a burning house and thick smoke makes people feel breathless.
The old man covered in blood stood in front of the two dying women.
Opposite him was a young man with an indifferent face.
"Why are you being ungrateful and why are you being a white-eyed wolf? It's obviously us who gave you the alien species!" the old man roared at the top of his lungs.
"Because I don't want to help those boring ordinary people who became white-eyed wolves in the first place. I was saving people in the front, but someone behind me tried to kill me and take away my alien species. I just repeated what they had done.
I did it again." The indifferent young man said calmly.
"You are an adult, why can't you distinguish the relationship between the general population and the special cases? There are only a handful of white-eyed wolves, and most people still know how to be grateful." The old man's voice was slightly lowered, and he seemed to understand the young man.
"You are wrong. I have specialized in group psychology. Most people don't know anything and will just follow the information and the winner. The information tells them what it is and who the winner is, and they will follow it. This is a group of people who are not worthy.
The people you save. They are just garbage and weeds. Their only value is to produce a large number of samples for natural selection to select outstanding apple trees like me." The young man shook his head.
The old man was silent.
There was disappointment and pain in his eyes.
He seemed to know that no matter what he said, he could not undo the young man's betrayal.
"Haha, haha, that's it, everything I do is useless!"
The old man seemed crazy.
He used his head to hit the burning wooden pillar.
"We don't ask for good people from different species, but we ask good people to get different species..."
The old man was banging and shouting crazily!
"It turns out that good people can also become bad people!"
"Is there any extraordinary person in the world who does not deteriorate?"
The indifferent young man glanced at him and did not take action. Instead, he said, "You are not innocent or stupid. You want to control the extraordinary. However, extraordinary itself means uncontrollable."
Then he turned and left.
He seemed to think that a crazy old man wouldn't hinder him anymore if he stayed.
After he left, the old man immediately grabbed the two dying women behind him, one big and one small, and then rushed out of the sea of fire.
The cunning old man, or the wisdom of the old man.
Shame, acting skills...both sincere and fake.
Gawain understood why the old man was so hostile and wary of him.
If he hadn't provided the information about the granary, the other party would not have let him in.
The other party has such a past, no matter how much he helps, the other party will not give him corresponding rewards, but will only kick him away in the end.
If he wanted to get what the ant suggested, he had to change his mind.
Can we only rely on trading?
So what is it that the other person cares about most?
Judging from past information, there is only one thing.
He didn't say it immediately, but sorted out his words.
"Dinner is ready, Daddy Maple Tree." The team leader who had just brought Gawayne over came over to greet the old man.
"go to eat."
The old man pressed his cigarette, slowly stood up, and walked towards a large bungalow.
Gavin followed closely.
The others didn't make any move, but still looked at him with vigilant eyes.
There is a lot of food in the cafeteria today.
A stew made of canned lunch meat mixed with vegetables, three large bowls per person.
"Don't eat too much, or you may burst." The old man said one after another, and from time to time he would kick someone's butt.
"It's okay, Dad, I haven't had a good meal in several days."
After the old man sat down at an empty table, someone quickly served him food.
Gawain also sat down, and someone also served him a portion.
He took a few bites and suddenly said, "I know what you want. You want to control the extraordinary. I can help you."
"Then what do you want?"
"A different species that suits me." After seeing the scene just now, Gawain already understood why the red ant asked him to come here.
"As expected. The alien species is really the ultimate version of money and power. It can turn fathers and sons against each other, separate husbands and wives, and betray loyal ministers... It's such an ominous thing." The old man said in a completely unexpected tone.
"It can also protect the weak, suppress disasters, and stabilize order." Gavin continued.
"Okay, I'm willing to trade, but you have to explain your method first." The old man said directly.
"Okay," Gavin said directly without any concealment, "Have you studied history? How do humans put money and power into cages?"
"I only have a junior high school diploma, and McCann's history is only two to three hundred years." The old man said angrily.
"Okay, I can tell you."
"You tell me, it seems that my PE teacher who died a long time ago was right. The homework you owe will always have to be paid back in the future."
Gawain smiled and then said
"People in the past were ignorant, and knowledge was limited to a few people. And knowledge is power. Those who monopolize knowledge can monopolize power and money."
"Later, with the advancement of technology, the cost of printing books was greatly reduced. People all knew the truth, and found that there was nothing surprising about the knowledge. As long as they were willing to learn, the aristocrats who claimed to have the divine right to power were not as smart as the common people."
"So the people demanded a share of power, and those who could not satisfy this began to rebel."
"Later on, various contract theories emerged, and various governance systems were rotated one after another. Finally, it was discovered that the most stable governance system is to let the common people choose..."
"Do you understand?"
"I understand, you are saying that only by fully converting extraordinary power to civilians can extraordinary beings be truly restrained?" the old man said thoughtfully.
"That's exactly it. Otherwise, we can only do the same thing as the Dongzhou people, which is to forcefully separate civilians and extraordinary people. Extraordinary people of the same level can live and organize together. In this case, the extraordinary people themselves will become civilians again, and the application can be applied again.
The previous stable ruling system." Gawaine said with a smile.
"The mage system, the cultivation system, that's it. It seems that someone has thought of this a long time ago." The old man suddenly realized.
"Yes, but the same approach may not be completely applicable. The McCanns don't like too much restraint, and there are a large number of extraordinary people who like to show off in front of ordinary people and be on camera, especially superheroes...
...The methods adopted by people from Dongzhou may not work in McCann." Gawain shook his head.
"Humph, where is the McCann now? All there is is the radioactive wasteland." The old man said harshly.
It seems that he is planning to imitate Dongzhou's approach completely.
