Wen Rensheng then said, "Seniors, please rest assured. Naturally, each generation will become stronger than the last, so that our great China will remain in the world forever."
Director Wang, who was drinking tea, heard this and raised his thumb, "Okay, that's good. Just because of your confidence, I will make an exception and drink a glass of wine as a toast to my friend."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. It is precisely because of the hard work of our predecessors that our generation can have such a good foundation. Of course, we cannot be the ones who ruin the ancestral heritage." Wen Rensheng said seriously.
All the directors smiled happily.
One of their greatest interests is to train future generations so that they can retire and enjoy happiness.
"Very good, very good. This is how you look. Don't learn those bad habits. They only know about eating, drinking and having fun, and regard alien species as the threshold of personal enjoyment. But they don't know that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."
Director An applauded.
"Yes, we should be prepared for danger in times of peace. The current climate is very bad. Many people are immersed in the dream of the Celestial Empire. They spend extravagantly and have extravagant folk customs. Instead of following the right path, they favor various side sects. Just like fugitives. How could there be such fugitives before? Everyone
People who are determined to move forward and lose are not upset. They only blame their own qualifications and insufficient efforts, rather than resenting the environment that gave them opportunities."
"Big empires all have this common problem. They care more about themselves than the public. Just like John Bull two hundred years ago, during the war, he was full of ugliness and harmed his teammates, which allowed us to improve our record. The reason is
They are used to enjoying it and are not willing to risk their lives anymore."
"Yes, people's hearts are hard to govern. No matter how well the regulations are set, they must be implemented by people... John Bull started with regulations. He was famous for a while, but eventually declined, because they enjoyed too much, and people only covet the immediate benefits.
, without in-depth cultivation and assimilation, the territory flourished for a while and eventually declined."
Several big guys talked casually, but the speaker had no intention, while the listener had intention.
Wen Rensheng's heart moved, and he said casually, "Regulations do not necessarily require people to enforce them. Today's big data, artificial intelligence, and mysterious puppet technology... can completely automate the enforcement of regulations."
He has long had this idea and expects himself to supervise himself. That is forcing people to become saints. Various past lives have long proven that the probability of becoming a saint, according to social laws, is extremely small, one in 10,000, or one in a million.
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Populations that can produce such saints are more likely to be passed down, while populations that cannot produce saints eventually die out, are integrated, and digested.
Therefore, the population that can survive into the previous life always has a probability of producing this kind of saint, who sacrifices himself and dedicates himself to others in exchange for the overall survival.
But if you want to extend a very small probability to everyone, that is a delusion that does not follow the rules, and will inevitably be hit by reality.
The other big guys heard this and shook their heads slightly, but didn't say anything.
The young Director Xing, on the other hand, very patiently explained to Wen Rensheng, "The enforcement of regulations is very serious, and rash automation will cause too much trouble. People have human hearts, and there are always human restraints, and they can self-correct, and there are redundancies and puppets."
But there is no such consideration. The reason why Qin was defeated was that the regulations were too harsh."
Wen Rensheng did not argue. It seems that the time is far from mature. These big guys will not let the most important authority fall by the way now.
A small episode just disappeared with the wind.
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At the same time, Jinling Xie Garden.
The three Xies were drinking tea and chatting in the pavilion.
"Zangyue, I still can't believe that those two such eye-catching large whirlpools are actually your handiwork?" Xie Yanjie exclaimed.
"It's nothing special. It's a big scene. It's just that others gave me a fulcrum." Xie Zangyue shook his head.
What he really wants is not these.
The mushroom scene is getting bigger, so what?
It can destroy billions of living beings, but it cannot solve a small virus, let alone let people live another day.
What he pursues cannot be given in such a big scene, but in a small place. However, that small place is a restricted area for him.
Xie Yanjie tried again and asked, "What kind of good things can emerge from those two vortexes in the end? Is there any elixir of immortality?"
"Yes, petrochemical medicine can meet your requirements." Xie Zangyue said calmly.
"Don't be kidding, I'm serious." Xie Yanjie was slightly dissatisfied, but didn't dare to show it.
"I'm serious too." Xie Zangyue shook her head.
Of course there won't be any potion of immortality. All good things are not worthy of their name.
The only useful thing is to accelerate the evolution of alien species. Of course, that may not be a real good thing for humans.
He touched his chest and thought to himself.
Man is always a creature of nature, not a mysterious creature.
"Okay, if I'm being more realistic, there should be alien species, right?" Xie Yanjie asked again.
She is not a mutant yet. The last sacrifice of two million people resulted in two blood mutants. The first time they were robbed, and the second time they were used as a bargaining chip to win over the Earth King. Of course they were also used as leverage.
She didn't believe that after Xie Zangyue's hands, there would be no movement on it?
He will definitely use his hands and feet, just like controlling this silly big guy Xie Linghui, Xie Zangyue is a very controlling person and will not allow anything to be out of his control.
For this reason, they also refused the cooperation of the Sovereign Society and moved the fantasy game to the land of Tianzhu.
The earth king was still very happy at the time. He really thought he was going to become a god, but he didn't know that he had become a puppet and was sent to his door.
"Of course it will happen, but it will require a huge amount of materials to be exchanged. However, for the power of a country, there can never be too many alien species. There is a price but no market. If ordinary items can be exchanged for alien species, they will
Crazy." Xie Zangyue nodded.
"Massive? How much does it cost?" Xie Yanjie began to calculate whether the money he had saved was enough.
"How much? It's impossible to calculate, because the value of handicrafts is immeasurable, no one cares about them, or they are priceless." Xie Zangyue shook his head again.
Xie Yanjie felt a little headache. Why was it so difficult for her to get a mutant? Others got it casually.
She has already participated in such a big scene, why can't she still get a mutant?
She seems to have forgotten that when making mushrooms, cleaners are also needed. Does it mean that cleaners also have the right to invent mushrooms?
Xie Linghui has been sitting next to him without speaking.
In such a big scene, more people should die.
After all, talent is the most complex artifact.
No craftsmanship, no piece of art can compare with it, no matter how expensive it is, it is only one ten thousandth less...