Demon Lord 3

I asked curiously, why did they just open fire? He said there were rules here. He had previously stipulated that if there were more than three people causing trouble, it would be considered a gathering. This limit was normal. If a family had any conflicts, they could come here to find the dean, the director, anyone in charge, even him. His confidants would slowly be placed in different places. Also, the hospital had added many security services, so there wouldn't be any real problems. Furthermore, there was a common law across the country: when encountering an armed officer, you must stop making noise and squat on the ground with your hands on your head. This matter could be resolved later, but you couldn't challenge authority. After he finished speaking, he continued, discussing the fact that individuals could carry guns. Curious, I asked why. He said that people here generally didn't use guns, so there was no need for individuals to acquire them. Knives, swords, concealed weapons—anything would do. There weren't many security checks, so anyone carrying a gun could be considered an investigator. If someone was impersonating, there was no need to panic. Each investigator had a different certificate and demonstrated their strength. Their official position was revealed in their aura, making it easy for others to identify them. If they wanted to hide, unless someone's martial arts skills were superior, their aura would be used to prevent them from impersonating them. Furthermore, if those individuals refused to cooperate, they would have to shoot. After all, they were challenging authority. But if they didn't hear anything, they wouldn't shoot without authorization. He understood that his subordinates also had to exercise discretion and could be reported. Therefore, everyone kept a close eye on each other. If anyone reported, he would reward them handsomely. This wasn't about snitching, but about maintaining true peace. I asked him, "Was all this useful?" He nodded and said, "Perhaps. This is the most important thing I've done for this world. Perhaps everything I've done is wrong." The law of the jungle is the natural order here, but he felt the stereotype needed to be changed. In a world where the jungle prevails, women can be the stronger party. I asked him, "What if women are inherently weak?" She shook her head and said no, but women do show weakness during childbirth. I asked him why, and he said he was referring to the physical aspect. Who could beat someone when they were in pain? So, he wanted to start a new business. I asked what it was, and he said it was one that would satisfy women's wishes. This person could replace their husband, their parents-in-law, or their own parents, and be by their side. They could be in the delivery room, even if their husband was accompanying them. If the husband wanted to keep the uterus and not the mother, he would definitely refuse that request. It's like the mother in labor. The mother's interests come first. Before birth, the baby is an organ, and the uterus is an organ. These things can be removed, but the person must survive. Only when the woman's wishes are fulfilled can there be true peace. Curious, I asked him why he was so sensitive about this. Was it because of some unhappy situation at home? Thinking of this, he nodded and said that it was indeed true. His mother and his brother's mother were both his father's women, but neither of them had a happy ending. After learning about this, she realized something: if they stayed in that world, neither of them, nor any other women, would have a happy ending. But this must change. At least he should create a beautiful platform for women to develop freely. Only then could equality be achieved gradually. He couldn't achieve normal equality all at once, but he could do it gradually, which would increase the likelihood of achieving equality. I asked him if being born male was inherently wrong. It's always been said that men and women should be equal, but what if men are sometimes bullied? Some men aren't tall and strong, and some men are indeed small-minded. After listening to me, he told me that he couldn't consider everyone, but he could consider the overall situation. He shouted, "Give me back my original beauty." I curiously asked, what is original beauty? He said that original beauty is his mother gently holding him, stroking his head, and asking him if he was tired from playing today.