The essence of currency is a bond, which is a credit relationship guaranteed by the governing body. It is a note that the banker assumes to repay debts. When a person makes a specified contribution to the current society, he can obtain a note issued by the governing body of the current society and use it.
These bills can be transferred to other individuals in society, thereby realizing the conversion of resources, maximizing efficiency, and the free market will expand rapidly.
In an economy of a certain size, when enjoying the convenience brought by the economy, everyone is owed debts from birth, including maternal and child products, clothing, education, etc.
As a result, everyone was forced to participate in this involuntary forced labor.
Garner looked at the bright special bullets on the wooden table and did not believe what Luca said.
If you have to say what Di Wei did.
In the past era, those debts traded in the free market often spawned some people who used large amounts of bills to engage in monopoly and speculation. The free market could only guarantee expansion, but not distribution, and this was the root of all problems.
With the collapse of power and the collapse of the symbolic world, everyone was freed from this disaster.
But it has just entered another abyss.
Debt still exists in today's apocalypse, but the issuer has become...natural.
Special bullets are a kind of debt...to life.
There is no output in this world, only mutual fighting and plundering, and the weapon that burns people to death is... the bond of the universe.
The person who sits on the bank becomes an abstract concept like a god. When you please the god, you will be rewarded.
The essence of God is.
It makes people suffer.
Even if there is order, they are just violent groups. The Salvation Army is a violent group, and Camp No. 7 is also a violent group, they just kill each other.
Nothing can be repeated.
No one can shake this supreme system. In today's world, nothing is more convincing than bullets.
universe.
This is the strongest credit.
It is composed of the red blood of life and the blue veins flowing with murderous violence.
stock market.
"Don't you believe it?"
Even in the last era, Luca was one of the top ones. Although not as good as some hints of having unique control over the spirit, based on a general concept, he could more or less sense the moods of others.
"Did the person in charge of your camp ask you to come?"
To be honest, Luka didn't actually care about the lives of the mother and daughter. If necessary, he could kill them without blinking an eye. What he adhered to was something deeper.
In this apocalypse.
Only these deep things can truly be reflected.
"certainly."
"We have prepared some supplies and hope to reach some agreements with you."
"In addition to supplies, we can also meet any of your requirements within our capabilities."
"Even if you want the wife of everyone here, it's still feasible."
Garner said expressionlessly.
"Yeah."
"Can you make the decision for everyone?"
Luka asked casually.
"It's not the decision."
"No one can disobey the orders of the camp leader, otherwise they will be dragged out of the camp and will die."
Garner found a wooden bench and sat down, looking at the files on the table.
Luca quickly put it away.
Garner understood that this might involve a secret about this man, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"I told you."
"Without any conditions, I will destroy the Salvation Army for free."
"No need to say more."
Luka raised his hand and told Garner to get out of here.
Garner's eyes were solemn, and he had to have the worst idea. Perhaps he was from the Salvation Army. He already knew that Camp No. 7 would not be able to hand over any supplies, so he set out in advance to prepare for the final raid and massacre them all when the time came.
"There has to be a reason."
"In this world, everyone starts from their own interests."
"Without exception, you must be doing it for something."
"Even if you really... agreed to that woman's request just now."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to anger you. Only in this way can I go back and make a deal, not an ambiguous agreement."
"That would kill everyone in the camp."
Although Garner does not know which way to die is more suitable for people, compared to the fear of death, many people would rather contract the disease and slowly go crazy than make self-determination.
"You are very talented."
Luka couldn't believe that this was just a low-level infected person. There were very few people who had no fear in front of him and could still remain calm and speak rationally.
He has disregarded life and death and has become a boring thing.
"This is the consequence of violence not being redistributed and returning to its original state."
"There are too many boring people like you."
Luca stood up slowly, walked behind Garner, and put his weird and tall fingers on both sides of his shoulders like stick insects.
Garner felt a chill running from his shoulders, through his spine, to his cerebral cortex, and seeping into the depths of his soul.
Luca's words were too out-of-the-box and confusing.
"It's precisely because civilization was dismantled."
"There are so many crazy people."
"If everyone stays together, they will only retain their instinctive beasts."
"Reasonably distribute the remaining supplies in the world."
"Follow the orders of a manager, there won't be so many killings, there won't be so many deaths, and everything can start over again."
"So you'll find out."
"The most precious quality of human beings is not courage."
"But be patient."
"Even if you know that they live like animals, you can still be patient. Only in this way can you make progress under the leadership of the strongest."
"Like slaves building the pyramids."
"And the patients who died from drug experiments."
"Or all the corpses dissected by doctors."
"There is no death for them, no suffering for them, no sacrifice for them."
"We will have nothing."
"These people who sacrificed themselves for a just cause, this necessary shame, are the monument of civilization in a progressive world."
"It was just a piece of cake for me, but now I've changed my mind and you need to answer a question."
"You must follow your heart."
"You think... courage makes progress."
"Patience makes people progress."
Luca's weirdly long fingers rubbed Garner's shoulders and massaged him. An invisible pressure completely enveloped Garner, and a drop of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"yes……"
"endure."
Garner accommodated Luca, and for a moment, he couldn't tell which one was more cruel, civilized society or this apocalyptic purgatory.
"Um……"
"I said, you must follow your heart."
"But obviously, you deceived me. I can hear people's voices."
"However, in fact, I will still destroy the Salvation Army."
"Because this is my duty."
"I won't change my mind just because of a joke."
"You should be relieved now and can go back to work."
"Then...get out of here."
Luka lowered his hands from Gana's body. Gana felt like he had been granted amnesty. Even if he faced the crazy infected people from the outside world, he was not so oppressive. His breathing was a little quick, and he stood up and walked outside with some staggering.
Just as he walked to the door.
"etc."
Luca said calmly.
Garner paused, a little frightened.
"endure."
"My friend."
"Learn to be patient."
After Luca finished speaking.
Garner left his lounge and closed the wooden door.
The candlelight in the mine tunnel flickered a little.
When he came back to his senses, all the clothes on his back were wet with cold sweat.
