I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Ugh..." Mo Sheng's breathing became heavier.

Si Mo's words were like daggers to the heart!

Chapter 128 The Origin of the Conflict

Admittedly, people still have great respect for these strong individuals because they are still protecting them, and therefore they are still useful to them.

However, behind the glamorous facade, voices of opposition have begun to emerge from the public.

Some people have begun to complain that people with superpowers have far more benefits and power than ordinary people, forming a group that transcends the ordinary class.

Although such speech is heavily censored online, it continues to snowball and grow larger, with similar situations occurring all over the world.

In fact, people with superpowers do have some privileges.

For example, last time Mu Mu killed Mu Yan and his son, as well as Zhao's father and son. Although there was no evidence, and everyone knew that Mu Mu was involved, would anyone dare to trace it back to her?

No. Everything was only touched upon briefly; investigators, having glimpsed even a small part of the truth, withdrew from the investigation as quickly as possible.

In other words, even if there is evidence, the outcome will not change.

This is a privilege.

Because Mu Mu is a crucial fighting force, judging such a powerful figure during this special period, the person who made this decision must be out of their mind.

Her being alive is far more valuable than her being dead, so valuable that it is irreparable. No one can fill the void of combat power lost after Mu Mu's death, so this cannot be done.

It's that simple.

Moreover, the dead were a few scumbags who had been secretly making a lot of small moves, doing things they shouldn't have done. The country had wanted to deal with them for a long time, and it can be said that Mu Mu's actions helped to get rid of a few scumbags.

After the apocalypse ends, the government will definitely reduce the privileges of those with superpowers, and no one knows what kind of turmoil will ensue.

The current policy still advocates equality for all and that the emperor is subject to the same laws as the common people, but how much of this can actually be implemented is unknown.

Of course, the state cracks down very hard on this privileged class. As long as you don't cross that line in anything you do, there's still room for maneuver. But if you do cross it... well...

In fact, if it weren't for government intervention, those superhumans with their 'chuunibyou power' would have been swaggering around like crazy long ago.

If there were no one to restrain them, would the people's government still have the power to make decisions in this country?

In fact, it's not just ordinary people who are growing resentful of those with superpowers; those with superpowers are also growing resentful of ordinary people.

Everything should be done in moderation. It's fine in normal times, but it's also acceptable to tolerate things in the face of major issues.

However, some idiots actually get brainwashed by those toxic motivational quotes online, and genuinely believe that they are absolutely equal to the strong, demanding that their treatment be raised to the same level as that of people with superpowers, or that the treatment of people with superpowers be reduced to the same level as theirs.

When one's interests are infringed upon, both ordinary people and those with superpowers will feel resentful, and thus, conflicts arise.

There is an absolute difference in status between people with superpowers and ordinary people. How could there not be? That's impossible!

The gap isn't just in social status, but also in knowledge and mindset.

To give a common example, if a ninth-level expert retires to a big city, and one day, some arrogant person harms his family, what would that ninth-level expert do?

Should we use legal means to protect our rights?

how can that be possible!

The powerful climbed to high positions at great risk, some to experience the feeling of being superior, and others to protect their family and friends so that they could use legal means to resolve any harm inflicted by ordinary people.

They'll just feel like all their cultivation over the years has gone to dogs!

Ordinary people think it's only natural that this doesn't exist, while people with superpowers think it's absurd; it's just a matter of perspective.

Just as ordinary people deeply hate capitalists who suck people's blood, they usually condemn them verbally, but once they have the opportunity to become capitalists who exploit the people, they are more eager than anyone else to live the kind of life they hate the most.

Therefore, absolute equality is impossible. This was true even before the emergence of superhumans, and it has become more frequent since their appearance.

No matter how much we emphasize that ordinary people and people with superpowers are one family, the gap between them does exist, and no amount of emphasizing it will change that.

Mo Sheng, as a high-ranking official in the country, has a deep understanding of this point.

She couldn't help but wonder—if one day, after the threat of mutated species is completely eliminated, will these powerful individuals be able to integrate into the lives of ordinary people?

The answer is: Impossible.

People tend to group together based on their kind, and ordinary people tend to exclude geniuses and those who pose a threat to them, preferring to associate with those who are close to them.

Top students and underachievers, geniuses and ordinary people, bosses and commoners... such combinations are everywhere. They each have their own circles, and if they don't have any opportunities, they will never cross paths with each other in their entire lives.

The people around the CEO are bound to be extraordinary; the trend of class stratification is an inevitable and unstoppable force.

The same applies to people with superpowers. When ordinary people reject them, they can only mingle with their fellow people with superpowers, and thus a separate social class emerges.

The conflict will inevitably erupt sooner or later, but not now; at least it should happen after the crisis has passed.

"What, did we hit the nail on the head? Speechless?" Si Mo said with a mocking laugh when she saw Mo Sheng's reaction.

“We admit that you humans are very intelligent, but also very foolish. Do you really think that the weak can control the strong? Impossible. How could a proud genius listen to the opinions of a worthless mortal? Conflicts will erupt one day, and you can’t escape them.”

For a long time, no one could utter a single word of rebuttal.

"Well... I think..."

Surprisingly, it wasn't Mo Sheng who answered the question, but Yan Zimo, who had been observing from the sidelines the whole time.

"Personally, I think that regardless of whether we are still of any use to them or what the issue of treatment is, we should just trust the government. These are not things we should worry about. As for rules and regulations, we just need to have a moral bottom line in our hearts."

"Yes, yes, Big Sister is right!" Ye Qianxue nodded vigorously from the side, though it was unclear whether she actually understood.

Well, based on Yan Ziming's understanding of her, she probably didn't understand and was just making random comments.

"Trust the country, trust the government? In other words, what you call faith? Okay, I won't say any more. Just remember this: we won't cause trouble, but if anyone comes to bully us, we'll deal with it the way we should."

Si Mo helplessly spread her small hands and continued to bury her head in Yan Zi Mo's chest, greedily breathing in the air.

After a brief moment of distraction, upon hearing Yan Ziming's reply, Mo Sheng immediately began to berate herself in her heart.

The fact that her political awareness as a high-ranking government official was not as high as that of Yan Zimo, a folk psychic, shows that her faith was not rooted in her heart.

"Mu Mu, keep an eye on her for me."

Mo Sheng said in a low voice, then transformed into a streak of light, hiding above the thunderclouds, and headed straight for the administration building to find someone.

She arrived at an unremarkable dormitory building and hurriedly knocked on the wooden door.

"Hey charlatan, are you there? If you are, just say something!"

"squeak--"

"Shut up! Let me in right now, I know you're watching me through the peephole!"

"You were the one who told me to say something, how come you're turning your back on me?"

Bai He reluctantly opened the door, looked at Mo Sheng who was covered in sweat, and pressed a bottle of iced cola that she had just taken out of the refrigerator onto her pretty face.

"I knew you were back." Bai He said with a rather profound tone, "Everything is fine."

Her words seemed to possess a peculiar magic, instantly calming Mo Sheng down. She straightened her clothes and regained her proper demeanor.

"........Okay, let me come in and sit down first. There are a few things I need your help with."

"it is good."

Chapter 129 Take Care of Your Health

"Um... Simo, could you... let go of me? I can't breathe..."

"No, unless you find us a bigger place."

"Uh......"

Yan Ziming looked around and finally sighed with an air of arrogance.

"Forget it, I'll take responsibility myself."

For some reason, Mu Mu and Ye Qianxue felt that their female dignity had been challenged, and Mu Mu's temples were bulging with veins.

Sure, you're the oldest person here, but did you have to say it in such an infuriating way?

She made a big fuss about Yan Ziming in her little notebook, thinking that she would definitely bully her big breasts in bed in the future, so that she would understand what it means to keep your "wealth" hidden!

If you reveal yourself, be prepared to be coveted!

"Uh...ah...no, it's too tight..."

Yan Ziming had already deactivated his elemental form and was now struggling to breathe due to the silk thread's constriction. He patted her back forcefully, signaling her to get down.

Ye Qianxue, standing next to her, looked at Si Mo with envy, jealousy, and hatred as Si Mo occupied her long-time exclusive spot, almost to the point of tearing her cherry lips.

But she just didn't dare to go up and reason with Si Mo; this sadistic little girl had really left her with a lot of trauma.

"Silk Mo...is someone a little younger than me okay?"

"Fine, you'll have to convince them yourself."

Yan Ziming looked to Mu Mu for help.

"Go away, I don't want to get pregnant out of nowhere. This guy even said he wanted me to have his baby."

Mu Mu waved his hand dismissively, ignoring Yan Ziming's request.

Pshaw, an unreliable woman, might as well dump her!