Love, death, and false man

Chapter 75, Section 71: The Frozen Throne
Binhai No. 10 Middle School.

A rather conspicuous sports car was parked on the street, but it seemed to be invisible, and all passersby ignored it.

The Soul-Sucking Lord's satellite will have absolute dominance in 2030, and as the leader of the screening agency within Binhai High School, Luo Di has extremely high priority in the server and can remain in the [Purge Channel] for a long time without needing to report.

High-lumen xenon headlights, matte paint that gives the dazzling blue a subtle gray filter, and the carbon fiber pattern on the hexagonal wheel rims is as sharp as if carved by a knife.

The cool-toned leather scent is enveloped in the subtle fragrance of cedar and leather.

"That's really good..."

Luo Di sat in the driver's seat, playing with the strangely shaped steering wheel. On the dashboard was his lunch: a box of trendy snail rice noodles.

Unlike the Salvation Army, time-traveling terrorists can hack into the banking system and blindfolded press zero, because these people are evil forces that disrupt order, at least in Roddy's view.

Maintaining a historical narrative centered on the soul master requires a rigorous economic system.

Using algorithms and big data to capture the broad money supply in the market and discover loopholes and gaps is also one way to identify terrorists and charlatans.

The pseudo-people cannot simply ask for money; they still need monthly funding from the treasurer appointed by the summit. Even party leaders like Roddy need approval to apply for project funding.

The Soul Master has brought the entire history to a close; he is the ultimate axis, extracting energy from all souls.

However, the economy is the most important factor in determining the "energy" contained in these souls. A convention must be created and this rule must not be broken for civilization to spiral upward and for souls to have energy; otherwise, they are just a bunch of walking corpses.

Furthermore, the conventions and conventions of the economic system are the lifeblood. If everyone is a defaulter, and society exists only as a spiritual concept while the real world consists only of individuals, then there is no need to pay for bonds based on hypothetical conventions. The essence of money is bonds.

In this way, the game is formatted, returning to the law of the jungle. The axis of historical convergence will lose its effectiveness, the Soul Master will be replaced, and rewritten by others.

In order to unite all sophisticated egoists and bring them into the largest and strongest melting pot, only to realize their mistake too late and become part of the fuel in the furnace.

Therefore, these people must be implanted with violence, desire, masks, and consciousness through suggestion, mind control, and coercion, and then tamed into being gentle, harmless, and weak.

Such a person, constantly doubting and suffering in the labyrinth of thought yet still possessing the fighting spirit to challenge hardship, is a standard unit that provides energy, a model of humanity, and represents progress.

The unit of measurement is reg. If ten free wills completely regard the same free will as the master, leader, prophet, or god, then this free will possesses 10 reg of axial power.

Of course, this kind of manipulation is invisible. Take Binhai No. 10 Middle School as an example. The homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 12, where Luo Di is located, seems to be in charge of fifty or sixty students, but he does not have the core power of 60reg, or even 1reg.

In 2030, no one will respect the teaching staff. People have realized something. The so-called role model for teachers is just a person. There is no feudal logic of gratitude for teaching. Teachers are strange, as if they are mind-controlled and have received some kind of instruction. They are like pseudo-humans.

The conditions for achieving 1reg axial strength are very demanding.

It must be completely controlled by this person, and all actions, desires, and dreams must operate according to this person's will, in order to be counted as 1reg.

reg is a cheat-like way to obtain Soulfire strength.

Because of stealing another person's free will, making that person a part of one's core self, the heat of the soul fire will increase explosively. If the person also has an extremely strong will, then it will snowball and begin to multiply and grow infinitely.

The Lord of Souls is like a mirror of the soul suspended in everyone's mind. Everyone is watching the Lord of Souls' face all the time, and thus completely corrects themselves to become 1reg.

The intensity of his soul fire is immeasurable.

The economic system is the most important convention. If its structure is changed, it will shake the foundation. The majority of people must be kept in a state of calm despair, so that they are not rich and do not become walking corpses who can enjoy themselves by pressing a button on their brains with electrodes inserted. However, there must also be a minimum guarantee so that they can have illusions and not become crazy people who believe that society exists only as a spiritual concept and that only individuals exist in the real world.

To prevent instability, the False Humans were mass-produced throughout history by the Lord of Souls and used to raise humans in captivity.

As for those who perform exceptionally well.

Welcome to... the top of the food chain.

But what Roddy found truly infuriating was that even at the top of the food chain, there was a damn food chain.

Luo Di couldn't squander money as he pleased; he was still receiving a salary as a finance officer and was extremely reluctant to spend his own money. Of course, he didn't care about using public funds for meals and drinks, but he had to submit a performance report detailing where he had used public funds.

There's some room for maneuver, but Roddy's current performance isn't great. Five people died at No. 6 Middle School, all on campus, so there's no way he'd dare to do anything about it. This Lamborghini was also requisitioned; Roddy doesn't own it, only has the right to use it, sitting in the driver's seat of this top-of-the-line sports car, slurping up snail noodles.

One of Roddy's friends in the passenger seat was also instigating, while the two in the back seat were genuine genetic monsters, pseudo-humans, produced entirely in petri dishes.

These fake people were managed by one of Luo Di's female colleagues. Because of the recent commotion at the Sixth Middle School, Luo Di felt uneasy and transferred two of them over to be bodyguards.

“Brother, Nie Shan… sent a message saying that the Sixth Middle School can’t be contained anymore. A person who spouts nonsense and whose thoughts cannot be read has appeared. Based on his remarks, there is a high probability that he is a member of the Salvation Army. He may have exposed himself on his own initiative.”

The person in the passenger seat, wearing a black No. 10 Middle School uniform, looked at his phone and reported to Luo Di.

"Ok?"

Luo Di, who was slurping his snail rice noodles, suddenly stopped. "Damn, is he that awesome? Daring to imitate Lao Tzu and use himself as bait, this person must be either wise or courageous."

You want to fight me? This is setting the stage for a major war.

"show me."

After Luo Di finished consuming the powder, he picked up his phone and looked at Nie Shan's report. He was shocked by what he saw.

Overbearing arrogance! He's asking for it!
He read aloud what the man named Wang Ying had said in Nie Shan's report.

"An overly harsh fate, a symbol of utter darkness."

In the end, hope will betray us, dreams will betray us, and even death will deceive us.

Forever and ever, we will be forced to peel the rough skin off the earth, stepping on heavy iron shovels with our bloodied bare feet.

"Damn it, these terrorists can even compose modern poetry? Who do they think they're talking to?"

As Luo Di looked at the detailed report, he felt even more that this person was going all out, because Wang Ying could also get his hands on all the high-definition resources of adult films, which meant he was going to make enemies of the Earth Defense Base.

And I can contact him now, because Wang Ying is in the Earth Defense Base Group 9.

Immediately enter the server and open Wang Ying's box.

18 years old, 183cm tall, 72kg.

He achieved excellent grades, ranking among the top students in the senior year of No. 6 High School.

My girlfriend was stolen by a rich guy a month ago.

My mother died early, and my father was a miner who died of pneumoconiosis a week ago.

Holy crap, this is a classic terrorist template, it's about to turn the world upside down!

"Damn it, they dared to steal my people? They need to be taught a lesson."

Luo Di already had a million ways to kill him. Five people had died at No. 6 Middle School, so he couldn't settle it on campus. He would wait until the weekend when he had a day off to meet him and kill him.

But considering that the other party is a ruthless person who has deliberately exposed himself and is not afraid of trouble, we need to devise a meticulous plan to dismember him alive.

"Have Nie Shan keep a close watch on him. I'm going to meet him in person this weekend."

"I still don't understand, why did you create a resource group?"

"He who wins over the common folk wins the world; there must be a Lich King."

"So...so profound!"

"Without a master, the legions will be like wild horses, unstoppable. To maintain order, we must have a Lich King as a balancing force against madness. But if power falls into the wrong hands, like this one, the world will be reduced to mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Prepare... the big one is coming."

(End of this chapter)