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The casino is not small.

There are also a lot of gamblers inside.

The whole place was filled with smoke and the noise was boiling.

From time to time, there were cries of pain and screams of joy.

There are also many ways to play.

Shen Bei even saw a group of people playing rock-paper-scissors...

Simple and violent.

Rock's favorite game is cockfighting.

It is an extreme test of one's psychological quality and courage.

It can be said to be a very exciting game.

Shen Bei is not very interested in gambling.

Playing Niu Niu alone, winning or losing depends entirely on luck. All you need is arithmetic, no skills are required.

"Hi."

Shen Bei was counting the drinks when a tall man sat down and poured a glass for Shen Bei.

Shen Bei knew who it was from the voice, but he still poked the card, slowly turned over the points, and said without looking up: "Ice, thank you."

"Your requirements are quite high."

The man turned around and called out, "You, an ice-type psychic, right? Give me some ice."

"Thank you for your patronage. 10 intermediate crystal source cores, thank you!"

"God, why don't you just go rob?"

"Respected Chief Edward, I am just robbing."

"Haha, okay, here you go."

Edward handed the iced drink to Shen Bei.

Shen Bei turned over the cards, Niu Wu, although the cards were good, he was still killed by the dealer Niu Ba.

Shen Bei filled up his bet, took a sip of wine, and continued playing cards.

"You Wuchang went to inspect my shelter today." Edward leaned back on the table and said to Shen Bei.

Shen Bei turned his head, his expression calm, and said, "You must be soulmates."

Edward laughed heartily: "You're right."

Edward's Sanctuary is an outlier among the many Titans.

There were no RVs hanging, and all the members were people with special abilities, not a single ordinary person.

This is exactly what You Wuchang envisioned as his ideal shelter.

When the two of them get together, Edward will naturally have something to brag about, and You Wuchang can also learn from him.

Shen Bei also had a question about this: "I'm very curious, who takes care of your daily eating, drinking, defecating and urinating?"

Without ordinary people, what will we do with those complicated but indispensable little jobs?

All the people with special abilities are high and mighty, just like the landlords in ancient times. Can people with special abilities handle the chores like washing clothes, cooking, tilling the fields, growing flowers and grass, maintaining houses, etc.?

"You are just like You Wuchang, you always ask this question."

Edward shrugged.

Shen Bei grabbed the cards, staring intently at them, poking at the bottom of the cards: "This is the most important issue."

Edward took a sip of his wine and chattered for a while.

Edward finished speaking only after Shen Bei had played three hands of cards.

Shen Bei also learned about the bloody history of Edward's shelter.

According to the information passed down by Edward from previous leaders.

When the old world and the new world were changing, their shelters were also mixed.

Later, people with special abilities continued to appear.

The leader at that time set out a development plan.

That is total elitism.

In other words, it is better to have nothing than to have something of poor quality.

When the number of people with special abilities in the shelter reached a certain size, a purge plan was started to drive out all ordinary people.

It's a dark history.

Ordinary people naturally wouldn't leave. The world outside is even more dangerous, with evil spirits everywhere. Going out means death.

Furthermore, Titan belongs to everyone, so why should ordinary people leave?

So, the repression began.

The elitism of those with special abilities is unwavering, and ordinary people must either get out and find other shelters to accept them, or be executed on the spot.

You can imagine how blood flowed like a river at that time.

According to Edward's words, some were driven away, some were killed, and only less than a thousand people with special abilities were left in the huge shelter.

Over a long period of time, the school continued to accept other people with special abilities, and thus reached its current size.

Even so, the population is only about 30,000.

In the process, Shen Bei's questions were also answered.

There are no ordinary people, everyone is a superpower, so there is no distinction between noble and noble.

Through the indoctrination of ideas, every person with superpowers now believes that they have to do the work themselves.

It's become a habit.

But Shen Bei raised another question: "Does your shelter practice self-castration for childbearing?"

Edward shook his head in denial: "Of course you can have children."

"What if the child really can't awaken his superpowers?"

"We are not cruel and ruthless. We will drive them out peacefully."

Shen Bei: ...

Edward continued earnestly, "This is called survival of the fittest. It's a saying from the old days. No, survival of the fittest has been going on since the birth of the Earth. This is the law of survival for all things."

Shen Bei couldn't understand it at all. In this day and age, how could a big family still expel useless members?

Shen Bei didn't want to interfere in the internal affairs of other shelters, so he raised his glass and said, "I wish you prosperity."

Edward swallowed the drink in one gulp, exhaled the alcohol, and did not end the topic, but continued: "Do you know why I want to talk to you?"

"strength."

Shen Bei flipped a few cards and finally won. He took back some crystal cores and counted them while continuing, "Without strength, you're just an ant on the side of the road. No one will even look at you, let alone say anything."

"I thought you would be modest."

"I never pretend. I say what I think. I will fulfill my promises to my enemies."

Edward curled his lips: "I like your personality."

Shen Bei paused his betting and turned to look at Edward. "My friend seems to have lost money. He was planning to hook up with a white girl, but it looks like it won't work out. I have to go and comfort him. But don't worry, he's going all in for his last hand. We still have three minutes to talk."

"Then I'll be straightforward."

Edward's face was calm, and he said slowly, "Join us."

"I'm just an ordinary person."

"But you have quite high combat power. The so-called psychic's performance is nothing more than combat power and assistance."

"why?"

"You just told me about the history of our shelter. It was a dark change. If..."

Edward paused here and said, "If You Wuchang also wants to implement this plan, he will inevitably repeat the same mistakes. I think inviting you to stay away from right and wrong is a good choice for you."

Shen Bei was silent for a moment.

You Wuchang did have the idea of ​​turning Shelter No. 36 into a shelter composed entirely of people with special abilities.

This process will inevitably be accompanied by great pain.

After all, Shelter No. 36 is a big ship and it is difficult to turn around.

Nearly 150,000 people rely on Titan to survive.

If You Wuchang really acts recklessly, there will be unimaginable rivers of blood and mass graves.

It can be said that You Wuchang missed the "good times"

In other words, the basic structure of the entire famine-stricken world has been determined, and there is no time or opportunity to replicate Edward's shelter.

At this time, Shen Bei stood up and walked towards Rock's gambling table.

Edward said: "I need your answer."

Shen Bei paused, thought for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand: "Errors in thinking will lead to errors in language, and errors in speech will lead to errors in action. And I will correct some people's wrong choices."