Moody had received elite education on the island since childhood. He instantly understood the implication of Elena's words and his tense shoulder and neck muscles relaxed.
He leaned back in his chair, pursed his lips and revealed a cruel expression: "You are right, just sacrificing a small fry can make them all shut up."
Elena said expressionlessly and indifferently: "They will never understand that the earth only has so many resources, and there are too many humans now!"
"The world should be in the hands of a few people. We are just thinking about the future of the entire human race. People like Qiao Nian and Fred are always thinking about protecting the interests of those 'garbage' that should have been wiped out. They are standing on the opposite side of human civilization. What we are doing is the right thing."
"We will leave behind a small number of ordinary people, because both the human world and other animals need the existence of worker ants. But we don't need too many worker ants. They don't need to understand the true meaning of the world. They just need to concentrate on developing the 'ant colony'."
“Like the people who drive us, the people who hold umbrellas for us.”
The windshield was raised in the car, and the driver and assistant driving in front could not hear their whispered conversation, so naturally they had no idea what Elena was talking about them.
"They just need to do their role as worker ants well. The disobedient worker ants should be killed..." Just like that person.
He should have been the one standing at the top of the world like them, deciding the life and death of these worker ants together, but he chose to be the enemy against the Sixth Continent.
When Elena thought of this, her breathing stagnated slightly, her mood turned uncontrollably bad, a layer of haze covered her eyelashes, and her expression became cold.
Moody noticed the sound of her quickly descending and was about to ask her.
However.
The accident happened at this time -
“Bang!”
Moody only heard a loud crash.
His body was thrown uncontrollably towards the car door, and his knee was hit. After a sharp pain like a tear in the kneecap of his left leg, he felt something flowing out. The huge shaking caused him to feel dizzy and tinnitus at this moment, and he could only hold on to the handrail next to him to barely stabilize his body.
But he didn't forget the people around him.
Moody tried hard to grab the woman beside him, his eyes red as he shouted, "Elena, are you okay? Catch me."
His face was as pale as paper, and he was worried about the safety of his beloved woman.
Elena was not much better off than him. During the huge collision and the rapid rotation of the car body, she hit her forehead, and her red forehead was scratched and blood oozed out of the skin.
Her back and ribs also hit the seat in the car. The piercing pain penetrated into her bone marrow from every impact point. The pain made her lips lose their color. When she raised her eyes, she vaguely saw Moody's outstretched hand, but she didn't have the strength to grab it.
What, what's going on...
Elena held up her arms to prevent herself from falling. Veins bulged on the back of her hands, and her hair was disheveled. She no longer had the arrogance she had shown before, saying that ordinary people were just soldier ants that she could "wipe out" at will. She was like being suddenly pulled back to the ground and fell upside down.
…
Outside of a Rolls Royce.
A Volvo crashed into the front of their car, thick white smoke came out of the front of the car, and the car's alarm system made a sharp blast.
"Snail snail snail—"
The front steel plate of the Rolls-Royce that was hit had a big dent, the engine oil spilled all over the ground, and it only stopped when it hit the flower bed.