Are you talking about Sheng Wuxu Private High School?
Also, the ghost environment in the school was, to put it bluntly, created by Principal Sheng Wuxu Sheng in whatever way he wanted. It belonged to the Green Tribulation Powerful Ability to persecute the lower class.
The street fighters are powerless to resist and can only be alienated or die.
Although there was no exploitation or oppression in the education system established by Sheng Wuxu, he never regarded the weak as human beings, used force to convince others, and enslaved all sentient beings.
Lao Tie has adapted to the school environment, but people like her will never like that kind of environment, and they will definitely not like the people who create such an environment.
She said she remembered where she came from, which is probably what she meant.
In this way...although we are not very familiar with each other, maybe we can be called fellow travelers.
Liang De consciously understood what Thrips meant, so he stopped talking. He activated his martial arts spirit, used the Golden Snake Resonance Method to draw the electromagnetic force, and gently pulled a few light red mutated soul moss closer.
"The bodies of these mutated soul moss are more solid, not as fragile as before, and they will not be exhausted.
"I can use my natural divine power to directionally modulate them, retaining the ability to transform anger while limiting their population size, and allowing them to only survive in the network.
"In this way, even if the source of anger is contained, there will still be a mechanism for anger aggregation on this blue star, and the transformed anger will only exist in the online world."
"Storing anger on the Internet? Don't you want anger to become a weapon for ordinary people?" Thrip asked.
"There are many kinds of ordinary people, and so are their angers."
Liang De explained to her:
"The anger gathered by the source of anger covers all circles, and unreasonable twisted anger accounts for more than half. If those twisted angry people get weapons, it will only make the world worse.
So I want to keep the weapons in the online world."
"What's the use?"
…Can online violence still protect real people?
Liang De sent her an analysis report and said:
"I asked outside assistants to collect information and compare some Blue Star civilizations with similar development situations, and conduct a relatively comprehensive analysis of each development stage.
"We initially judge that the development of this blue star in the next few centuries will be inseparable from the Internet and electromagnetic waves, especially in the field of communications.
"So, if anger is allowed to reside in electromagnetic waves, and anger can cause damage to the Internet and the electromagnetic wave environment, then no matter what the governing philosophy of the upper class is, they must face up to the anger of ordinary people and do something about it."
"Just looking at it?"
Thrip's brief spiritual message contained only meaning, no additional sound or images, and no emotion expressed.
She has never been used to talking too much, because in her hometown, like all "Thrips", she had no chance to speak.
Zhou Bofu is a ruler who advocates high efficiency. He will eliminate all unnecessary steps to ensure that his plan is executed as quickly as possible.
Cultivate mortals, transform their souls, inject different background memories into them, and then place them on a conveyor belt running at a constant speed to distribute death in an orderly manner.
The incinerator at the end of the conveyor belt will inject different memories of death into the thrips. These woven memories are profound, vivid, real and credible.
In order to fabricate background memories, the creative directors within the Compound Eye organization worked very hard. At one time, they became the position with the largest number of deaths on the job, and spent a lot of office funds on the resurrection ceremony.
Their efforts were not in vain. After entering the ruins of the Sword Immortal, Thrip passed the review of the Demonic Sword Spirit like a normal person.
But too real background memories also bring some troubles, they make mass-produced "Thrips" feel like they are unique people.
They are in pain, they are angry, they want freedom and happiness, they want to laugh and cry, but these emotions and thoughts are meaningless to Zhou Bofu and his plan, they will only increase energy consumption and affect quality control.
Who needs the laughter and tears of Screw?
They only need to follow the steps to ensure the stable operation of the machine, the smooth progress of the plan, and the owner of the machine and the maker of the plan to achieve what they want.
So Zhou Bofu deprived them of their ability to speak and move, and the thrips were fixed on a terrifyingly long assembly line, motionless past those steel-blue cold machines, and drove to death in an orderly manner.
Anger, sadness, and hatred condensed in the standard process, but the thrips had no weapons and even no voice.
Their anger cannot be conveyed to their companions, nor can it be left to those who come after them.
More than 1,800 years after Sheng Wuxu's death, in order to explore the ruins of the Sword Immortal, the Compound Eye Organization released 150 million thrips spirits to the other side of the sea every year.
Du Gongtai told Ji Ma that Zhou Bofu immediately destroyed the planet factory that had lost its value after his failure in fighting for the Sword Immortal ruins, and the inventory of finished and semi-finished products was annihilated.
From now on, no new thrips will be born.
There is no record of this matter in the world, because that world is controlled by Zhou Bofu on behalf of Heaven, and this fierce bird that likes to plunder never contributes world entries to Yingxue Hall.
The anger and sadness, the silence and longing, all seemed to have disappeared.
But, but...
But there was another thrip, and she remembered where she came from.
So what she wants is not just to "face it squarely", nor to "have to face it squarely". If possible, she wants everyone to become a strong person in control of their own destiny.
That requires real weapons and real violence.
"Just looking at it?"
She repeated it to the man who saved her once. There was still no emotional expression in this spiritual message, but the repetition itself was an expression.
Liang De really understood what she meant this time, but he had no intention of changing his plan.
"I have no intention of going that far. You and I do have the ability to change this blue star, but do we have the qualifications and determination?
"I don't know if you have one. Anyway, I don't have one. I'm just a Jie Yuan traveler passing by."
"You don't believe in yourself."
"It can also be said that I very much believe that I cannot shoulder this responsibility, and I very much believe in them and the ordinary people in this world.
"What else do you want to do? Change this blue star into a place where whoever is angry will be strong, and let driving school coaches and elementary school teachers dominate the world? Of course, Warriors fans are not bad, but that is not the point...
"I mean, do you believe our plan is the best?" Liang De asked her.
"There can be more detailed rules and systems."
"Some systems are shackles, and some systems are railings. Give them railings to protect themselves, and give them some time. I believe they will find the answer.
"What do you think? Old man."
"Let's get started."
…
"well."
Deep in the void, Tai Fengxian sighed:
"Ade, you are not a Jie Yuan traveler passing by. You are obviously a helping knight here to do some good deeds."
Du Gongtai on the side smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are sighing so unreasonably, isn't it good to do good deeds? You used to like doing good deeds the most."
"Okay, okay, okay, of course I like to do good things. If I hadn't done so many good things, how could I be like this?"
Tai Fengxian was heartbroken and shook his head.
"Junior brother, please stop making sarcastic remarks and call Ji Shen over to make things right. Don't let that boy Ade get involved in the cause and effect so early."
"Senior Brother Tai, if there is such a good thing, why should I call you?"
There was a distortion in the void, and an indescribable sluggish shadow suddenly descended here.