Take Taobao with you to another world

What is important?

is control.

The cold wind whizzed past, thin flakes of snow fluttered in the air, and the biting knife wind hit people's faces, causing bursts of stinging pain.The sky was pitch black, and the distant mountains and near hills were all integrated into the pure blackness. The tall street lamps illuminated the slightly snow-covered roads, and the lights and figures of people appeared from the windows of houses beside the road. In such a deep cold night, this area covered by light The shrouded neighborhood is like an isolated island in the sea. As long as people stay in their own homes, they can isolate all the cold and fear, and hunger and hardship can no longer threaten them.But there were some who were still elsewhere at this time, and the children left the dormitory for all the needs of this new place, and went to the auditorium for evening study, and some people went out for other purposes.

Young people squeezed into the gate wrapped in air-conditioning, the snowflakes on their hair were turned into water droplets by the warmth blowing on their faces. They shook their ears, took off their boots, stepped on the animal skin carpet, and walked into the hall. The number of tables and chairs It was all enough, and they each found a place to sit down and took out their notebooks and pens.

Boss raised his head, "Who else is missing?"

The gray wolf watched for a while, and the young werewolves buzzed back to them. He said to Perth, "It's a lot."

"Let's get started," Burth said.

There was a blackboard on one wall of the hall, and Burth stood in front of it.

"Where were we last time?" he said. "Oh, rule."

He thought for a while.

"We will be rulers, there is no doubt about it," said Burth, "but how to rule the land and the people in the land, so that the stable rule will last for a long time, is determined by the magician. It is not for us to choose, and fortunately there is no need to We choose. Not because orcs are inherently dumber than humans, the rest of humans are just like us, and what we can't do, they can't do either."

He took chalk from the box, tapped it against the edge of the table, and turned sideways to the blackboard.

The young werewolf looked up at him intently.

"We have a very big goal, but only a small number of people." Boss said to them, "Compared with other tribes or regions, we have a lot of talents, but it is far from enough. It's just that it is easy to conquer. Conquered lands are eaten into our own power, but it takes time and a lot of work. All that is really ours right now is this land, the rest remains unclaimed. The tribe is not The owner of the land, all the tribal people just live on the land, like all animals that eat meat and grass, they are the seeds scattered on the earth, we need to use a net to collect them all. The root tendon at the center of this net is the ability to produce and manufacture everything. The second layer is the absolute powerful force. The third layer is order, the fourth layer is the road, the road that connects the land, and finally One layer is the benefit."

Burth wrote the numbers and their corresponding words on the blackboard.

"First, production, production is the basis of everything, food, clothing and shelter, and weapons, and only production can give us all this, far more than plunder. For we can only plunder those who are weaker than us, and Ten must not be one; second, we must maintain overwhelming power, neither confrontation nor betrayal is allowed, no matter who wants to hurt us, soybean milk will be punished most severely, this is our guarantee to achieve our goals and implement everything; third , order." Boss looked back at these young werewolves, "Everyone wants to enslave others, as long as they can, even if the 'other' is a magician, there are also people who have such delusions, and in turn, no one wants to be enslaved Some people, one or two, or a dozen, or hundreds, will be willing to be slaves as long as they are fed and slept warmly, but these people are never many, and these people will not form a tribe. We will let When everyone is under us, we must give them a rule, and those rules can not only control them, but also control us. Only in this way, other people will believe that we can share their benefits and be willing to do things like us. Slaves are useless here, in the old days we could use them as breathing tools and make them do things we didn't want to do, but now it's different. There are things I have to say over and over again— Slaves can no longer be used as tools, and there are not many things they can do. Magicians need people, and we also need people. Only those who can learn and use their brains to do things are real people.

We are to be such people, and we are to make capable others into our strength, and we are to attract such people to come, give them food and shelter, and heal their ailments before their heads are like beasts. It is as simple as stupid, fill their minds with knowledge, strengthen their bodies with training, constrain their behavior with rules, cover the memory of the tribe with a rich, powerful and civilized life, let them act like us, let They use our rules to ask others, including their clansmen, to turn them into us. When they return to the tribe, it is like planting seeds, and our saplings will grow in the new land.

"But this is still too slow. Every tribe has its own shell. This shell is pinched together by blood, tradition, and force. It is something that resists outsiders. The apprentices who come to us are weak and unable to break. We cannot use them to break, they are the seeds to be planted in the cultivated land, the land is to be cultivated by ourselves. Only we know what fruits we want, we cultivate the seeds, and only we know how to make them Grow into trees, the tribe itself cannot support them."

He turned to look at the young men.

"String together the tribes with bridges and roads, select a few suitable tribes, feed them, lure them with bright futures and great benefits, set them in motion, take their youngest and most promising, let them We have to absorb new blood from other tribes, so it becomes more and more swollen and more complicated. We have to give them everything they can think of and can't think of, build houses for them, build walls, build schools, build Build a market, establish order, teach them to grow crops, process food, weave cloth, bind them to the land with wealth, within walls, and keep their ambitions in houses that cannot be sheltered from wind and rain. This is not charity, but deal," Boss said.

"Deal?" the werewolves asked.

So pay, where is the benefit?

Is it just those who submit and obey?

But people's greed will never be fed, not to mention such a buried cause——

“We gave them all of this, and they paid for it, themselves,” Burth said. “It was the tribe—all the tribal people, all the tribal land, all the relationships that formed the tribe.”

He looked down at the crowd.

"Apprenticeship is the first step; exchanging the young and strong population is the second step; the third step, we have to enter the tribe, starting from reclaiming the land, using the method we are already familiar with, the magician, to recruit those who want to follow us, learn Our people are bundled together, let them see that the tools, skills, and benefits of land production must depend on us to obtain, let them speak in our language, write in our characters, and use our mathematics And then not only them, not only apprentices, who were exchanged from the tribes, but all who remained in those tribes, and who came to those tribes. To depend on us for the cultivation of their land, and for the healing of their sickness, The acquisition of tools and the learning of skills all depend on us, and the transactions between people and tribes must also rely on us to go smoothly, until the disputes between people and tribes also depend on us ruling."

"There is no limit to the greed of the human heart, and everyone wants to be rich and easy, but there is no good thing in the world for nothing. We have almost everything. What else can these tribes exchange with us except themselves, except their own land? After we control their language, writing, cultivation, trade, marriage, and ruling, what is left of their power?"

Yunshen's strategy is nothing new.

At least he felt nothing new.

Meravia found it amusing.

The weather is no longer suitable for outdoor activities. The training programs of the barracks have been changed according to the seasons, but it has little to do with Meravia. His consultant duties are more complicated. When the factory area went to participate in the project, he accurately predicted the blizzard two days ago. At this time, he was walking with Yun Shen in the huge glass greenhouse of the settlement. Everywhere is verdant and verdant, with rows of planting racks, the sound of water gurgling through the pottery pipes, and bursts of beautiful fragrance of flowers, which are tireless white ronghua.

"You are humble and arrogant at the same time, as is your attitude to power," said Meravia. "You do not wish to enslave others, but you will not tolerate a second form of power in the lands you see. "

He looked at Yun Shen with a smile.

"Is it because of your inherent beliefs," he asked, "or is it because of past experience?"

A cluster of white rhododendron flowers rustled past Yun Shen's shoulder. Yun Shen tilted his head and said, "As a person with limited knowledge of the world, I can only make my own mistakes as few as possible by learning and imitating successful examples. Some."

"Why don't you follow the Romans and pursue the strength of pure individual strength?" Meravia asked, "A weak body not only limits your actions, but also limits your lifespan. Even if many pleasures in the world are not attractive to you, don't you want to see it with your own eyes?" See all your goals come true, spread the brilliance of wisdom all over the world, and let everyone look up to your brilliance?"

Yun Shen laughed.

"It's not that you can't do it," said Meravia, "it's just that you never thought of it?"

"I'm an atheist," he said.

Meravia's beautiful eyes looked at him.On the point of not believing, Meravia may be more confident than most of the beings in this world. After all, there is almost no power stronger than him.

"It's not just that I don't believe that there are all-knowing and omnipotent beings," Yun Shen said, "similarly, I don't believe in it, and I don't want to be such a person myself."

"But that doesn't contradict the pursuit of strength." Meravia said, there is no need to desire perfection, strength itself is perfect enough.

Yun Shen nodded lightly, "But my ability and knowledge are really limited. Before I have prepared a solid enough foundation, I am not suitable for exploring such an advanced field."

"advanced?"

"General people's cognition of things is partly obtained from experience and partly from learning. Concrete reality and abstract thinking together constitute a complete experience." Yun Shen said, "Based on my old cognition, even today , in the process of starting and developing my own small industrial system, I have never been disturbed by special observational phenomena, and I can presuppose with reservations that in the field of classical physics, this world and the other world refer to similar constants On top of this, the cases that happen to a small number of people with unknown probabilities, those special abilities to manifest natural phenomena through the human body, are the manifestation of deeper laws, which is a new field worth exploring. However, if the human body It is regarded as a system and movement as a whole like the development of human society, and it is difficult to obtain effective results in the research of the advanced stage without the accumulation of the low stage."

Meravia thought for a while, filtered out certain nouns, and then said: "I believe you can do it. But when it comes to the primary and secondary, even at that stage, what you want to achieve in pursuit of the mystery, what do you want to achieve?" The target designated by one's followers is not the individual's strength, is that true?"

"Yes." Yun Shen said.

"Do you trust groups more than yourself?" Meravia asked. "You trust their morals and will to do what you want?"

"The world is impermanent, and I can't guarantee anything." Yun Shen said, "It's just that the instincts of bringing people together spontaneously, organizing production activities, developing and continuing themselves are the same in both worlds. From the history of both sides , the context of development is roughly the same. The degree of organization of human society is always developing in the direction of becoming more and more complex, and the energy used is becoming more and more powerful. This process is often tortuous and repeated, sometimes regressing, and sometimes shortening. Laws, leaps and bursts are not unreasonable, but in general, no matter which era, the power of the collective is always greater than the individual. Where there are people, there will be society, and where there is society, there will be human organization activities. The results of all civilizations are Achieved under collective labor, the strength of the individual will eventually become the strength of the collective.”

Meravia smiled.

"But here," he said softly, "you're very likely to be confronted by these individuals."

"I believe we will have many opponents, which is a good thing." Yun Shen said.

Although they had a conversation on the way, it didn't take long to get to the other side of the greenhouse.They entered this isolated area, changed their shoes outside, put on smocks and hats, and performed a thorough cleaning before stepping inside.Above the whistling wind and snow outside, the sky is as dark as night, and the supplementary lights in the greenhouse are shining brightly, illuminating every corner, making the greenhouse like a dream garden. The light here is stronger and softer in the greenhouse, and the shadows are here There is almost nowhere to hide, from the walls to the corridors, to everyone working hard behind the glass windows, monotonous and clean white occupies most of the space, and there is a smell in the air that Meravia's sensitive sense of smell can easily identify They, however, were far from irritating him.

A door opened in front of them, and brighter lights came out. After closing the door, they were already standing among rows of white shelves. This was an almost pure white room, and the white shelves were neatly arranged. It is an unclear glass bottle, the transparency of the bottle is very high, there is something at the bottom of the bottle, and on the whitish substance, there are stars of small, very tender bright green.

"Sorcerer." A black-haired young man walked towards them across the room, "Your Excellency."

"Is this what you have prepared for the Horde?" Meravia asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Shen Lin said.