Hobert argued: "All human beings have the same origin. This is the consensus of the entire society and all religions. That means that a long time ago, the people of the Southern Continent, the Northern Continent, and the Central Islands had one ancestor.

"Nowadays, some human beings are living a good life, and some are enslaved. Since we are all compatriots, is such enslavement reasonable? Is it in line with human moral requirements?

“If we don’t use some theories similar to the ‘ethnic distinction theory’ to whitewash aggression and enslavement, it will bring huge psychological pressure to the party that invades and the party that enslaves others.

"The idealist theory this gentleman just explained very well explains this fact and provides a legal basis for some people's immorality."

He didn't care how ugly the faces of the people opposite him were, but continued: "As for why the people of the Rhoside Islands always seem to prefer obedience, it's entirely because of their island culture.

“People living on islands are often hit by storms, heavy rains, and tsunamis. They must often sacrifice their personal interests and be highly organized in order to fight against these disasters.

"So do you understand? In order to survive, they can only choose to obey. Those who disobey are already dead."

For an AD person, the knowledge of anthropology is much higher than that of the so-called elites of the Loen Kingdom.

"As for why there are always criminals in the East District." Hobert said seriously: "No one is born a criminal, they must survive and survive!

"And the living space you have left for them is too small. They can only survive by breaking the constraints of morality and taking risks!

"If they can get everything they want as soon as they are born, and can meet all the requirements of this society, who would let go of a good life and take desperate risks?"

"Okay!" Gusta suddenly said with a cold face: "There is no point in continuing to argue about these things!"

Hobert spread his hands. It was they who first planned to use the "theory of evolution" and "theory of racial discrimination" to ridicule and warn Hobert about how ridiculous his current behavior of helping the weak was.

Now Hobert had rendered them speechless and meaningless again.

Gusta reminded Hobert again: "You are only one person."

"No," Hobert smiled: "I have hundreds of thousands of working class people standing behind me."

"What do you expect from those rude workers?" Gusta said with a smile: "Don't be stupid young man, your current behavior is not in the interests of the gentlemen of Loen, and you will be eliminated."

"It's just a legal and reasonable request for your own rights. I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Hobert said: "And the trend of the times is not something that the so-called gentlemen can dictate, nor can you set it.

"Your actions suddenly gave me an idea. In the near future, there must be a country that dares to recognize the equality of personalities and safeguard the interests of the weak."

"This is the funniest joke I've heard this year," Gusta laughed.

Hobert continued: "This country must not be the Kingdom of Loen, because the street lamps here are too short to hang people."

Gusta and others were stunned, not quite understanding what Hobert meant.

Hobert stood up and said, "I think there is no need for us to eat together. That will only make our differences worse."

Arnold, who had been silent until now, suddenly said in a teasing tone: "You'd better stay and taste the food here. If you miss this time, you will never be able to eat here again in your life."

Hobert smiled and shook his head: "I know you want to scare me with the luxury and high-end here, but what I want to tell you is that I felt your guilty conscience from the moment I walked in.

"Yes, you are afraid, so you are preparing to put psychological pressure on me. In fact, you are more afraid than anyone else that the workers will go against you."

Hobert put on his windbreaker and picked up his cane: "Finally, let me tell you a piece of common sense. Contempt is the most violent attack."

After saying that, he simply waved and left the restaurant.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was dull for a full minute. Gusta sneered: "Since he is so disrespectful, don't worry about the brigadier general's face."

Arnold nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll let him know how powerful we are tonight."

Hobert walked a long distance before he found a cab.

In the carriage, Hobert felt a strong connection between the spirit body and the potion, as if something was broken in the void.

The experience just now actually made him completely digest the "barbarian" potion!

While he was happy, Hobert laughed to himself in his heart: "The danger level of 'Barbarians' is no less than that of 'Provocateurs'. You have to go against the entire mainstream culture and interest groups in order to quickly digest the magic potion." .

"Either challenging a level 0 sealed object, or challenging a strong person at this level, who can also quickly digest the magic potion. These methods are all seeking death, or hovering on the edge of seeking death."

Without these challenges, it might take a year or two to digest potions through daily play.

Although Hobert has now digested the potion, he plans to end Bob's lawsuit before taking the Sequence 7 potion.

First of all, going from Sequence 8 to Sequence 7 is a hurdle for any Extraordinary. It is best to perform the role after thoroughly digesting the potion, in order to achieve a higher integration of spirituality and potion and achieve the best state. Take the "bribery" potion.

Bob's case is a good opportunity to act. He will face tremendous pressure again and challenge the existing order and unspoken rules.

Secondly, if he takes the magic potion in the past day or two, the overflowing spirituality will put a huge burden on his spirit body, which will make him unable to concentrate on the current case.

As his thoughts rolled around, Hobert came to Blanca Street in the Jowood District. Although the clothes of the pedestrians on the street were not very flashy, it could be seen that they maintained basic decency.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, which looks very prosperous.

Compared with the "Lun Kingdom Hotel" just now, this street has more fireworks, but these two places are like two worlds, one is as magnificent as a palace, and the other is like an environment where ordinary people live.

Back at No. 192, Forsi was cooking, and Xio had just returned and was sitting at the dining table waiting for the meal to start.

Hobert sniffed it, it seemed like fried fish: "It's so good, I didn't miss dinner."

Xio swallowed and tried not to look at the kitchen: "I posted all the tasks. There should be news tomorrow."

Hobert nodded.

Forsi came over with the sizzling pan: "Today I bought three large yellow croakers with the reward from Hobert! Haha, I haven't eaten this delicious dish for a long time."

Hobert took a deep breath, as if he had returned to the human world again.

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