"Many of the people here should have come for five percent of the promised ones at that time."

"That's it!" Many people in the Dragon Group said in unison.

"This time, the matter is also high risk and high return. I will wait for everyone for a long time until 7pm Italian time this afternoon."

After Bai Mo said that, he hung up the phone, quickly packed his luggage, and started to go to Shaowof.

He just made another purchase and generously booked a car. Although he would definitely be faster if he walked on his legs, he would wait in Shaowofu too quickly, so he would rather take the chartered car comfortably.

"Rome is like that, and there is a tsunami around you. Haven't you gotten into chaos?" Bai Mo talked to the driver.

"Some people who saw the news thought they wanted to fight a nuclear war were crazy about buying at supermarkets. As for neighbors who thought they wanted to be apocalyptic, they simply drove their cars and fled to the Alps. They felt that the great flood of the world should not be flooded."

"No one is causing trouble?"

"Of course there is, but before the police even took action, they were immediately suppressed by our 'second government'."

"Second Government? Do you mean, the mafia?" Bai Mo continued to ask.

"Yes, who else is the second government in Italy? Isn't it them?" The driver continued to quip, "If the society is in chaos, who will collect protection fees, who will ask for money from usury? How many people can be raised by robbery alone, and the underworld will have to have a meal. And if the social order is in chaos, why do you have to be the eldest brother and I am the younger brother? Everyone fights with a knife and doesn't know who will die or who will live."

"The protection fee is reasonable, but loan shark seems a bit far-fetched."

The driver called out and covered up the embarrassment that he could not explain, and continued to say with a gaze.

"After all, the underworld is promoting their order. If it is completely trapped in the isolation island between people as described in the apocalyptic novels, not to mention anything else, just those addicts who have no source of drugs will explode. Sicily is not a place to grow poppy and millet!"

"But those guys who have been eaten by poisonous insects for half of their brains shouldn't have thought of these." Bai Mo asked with a smile.

"Of course they are not as far-reaching as they think. It's better to think about where to get some money to get them in order. But the big leaders who control the sales network are different. If they can stand in that position, there must be a vision. Their huge interests are based on society or effectively operating. As vested interests, they will naturally make every effort to maintain order, at least on the surface."

"I feel like your conversation is not an ordinary driver."

"I am a PhD in the Department of Philosophy at the Academy of Florence, and my main focus is political philosophy, but my wife said that I can only brag about some ghost things that I don't know what it is all day long, and I can't make money, so my side job becomes a driver."

"Haha!" Bai Mo smiled again and did not comment.

"Sir, the situation in Italy is quite special. I don't know what the situation in your country is."

"It should be fine on TV, but a small number of areas are a little messy."

"It's understandable that there are ambitious people everywhere, but it seems that they have chosen the wrong time."

"How do you say this?"

"According to the news I saw online, a war reporter uploaded a video of his life shooting on Youtu. The video captured the Mao and Russian army directly dropped multiple nuclear bombs in the area where the guerrillas were occupied by the guerrillas, almost clearing the rebels and all the local people supporting the rebels in one fell swoop. However, although this behavior was crazy, it did not cause strong criticism from the international community, and it was all accusations that were not painful."

"All countries have devoted all their energy to disaster relief and stabilizing the domestic environment. There is no time to control foreign affairs. Tens of millions of people have died, and hundreds of thousands of people have died, which is just multiple numbers. After all, no matter how much they die, they are not their own people and they don't do anything."

"This method of maintaining stability is also a unique way. It is worthy of being a fighting nation. Taking advantage of the time when all countries are numb to the dead, I will uproot the rebels that have disgusted themselves for many years. I don't know what about China." Bai Mo thought to himself.

"I haven't had such a happy chat for a long time. Everyone around me knows my temperament and tries to avoid raising the topic. I feel embarrassed to chase them and talk to them all the time. Foreign tourists rarely talk to the driver like you." The driver said a little aggrievedly.

Bai Mo suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say, so he had to continue smiling.

The driver continued to chatter: "The world is about to change, and the emergence of spiritual energy has completely changed the political direction of the world. As long as the power gap between individuals continues to differentiate, the strongest dictator will definitely be the strongest dictator in the future, and this dictatorship will be more stable. As long as the strongest does not die, he still has the strength to suppress everyone, then his regime will remain unbreakable and the possibility of a coup will become very low. I suddenly remembered a sentence from Cicero, 'The strong will do whatever they want, and the weak will accept it'."

The driver's feelings seemed to be endless, but Bai Mo was rarely impatient, but instead listened to his words while admiring the scenery along the way.

"Do you think the strong are dictatorial?" Bai Mo asked the driver who was angry and pointing his advice to the driver.

"How can the system be generalized? The complexity of human nature leads to the complexity of analysis. Some people plan to establish an ideal country in their minds and let everyone live in the way they think they are good. At this time, the problem arises. What should we do if the "good" behavior in the mind of the strong is bad in the eyes of others? For example, he thinks that everyone should have the same values, outlook on life, and worldview, so that the contradictions between people will naturally disappear, and then he will forcefully promote this set, so what should we do?"

"Philosophers are indeed different from our scientific considerations." Bai Mo did not answer his question positively, but he had already silently remembered this unusual philosophical driver in his heart.

"Are you a scholar too?" the driver asked happily.

"Natural Science Researcher."

"I'm very happy to know you. Can you take the liberty to ask your name? My name is Tigra Su." The two people, who think differently than ordinary people, realized that they had been chatting for so long but still didn't know each other's name.

"Bai Mo. And your name reminds me of Socrates."

"Many people say that, maybe I went to study for a PhD in philosophy for this reason."

“Ask a question of privacy.”

"Um?"

"Are you a capable person?"

"Yes, it's just a very useless ability. In my eyes, people with different emotions will emit light of different colors. Angry people emit red, scared people emit blue, and regretful people emit purple... The darker the color, the greater the intensity of the relative emotions. However, almost everyone's emotions are mixed colors, and it's too tiring to distinguish one by one." Tigera said to Bai Mo without hesitation.

"Then, what color am I now?" Bai Mo asked curiously.

"It's strange, I can't see the color on you. In my eyes, you are just an ordinary person."
Chapter completed!