It is fragrant for the strong to fart, and the breath for the weak is wrong.
In this world, the so-called morality is unconvincing in the face of the law of the jungle. You are weak, people smashed open the door of your house, snatched your belongings, and backhanded you a savage and backward hat. You are strong, the person who killed him deceived his baby, and he gave you a thumbs-up as a guest of honor.
Only those who are strong are qualified to be respected.
It was still the secret room, where the two people sat face to face. Li Muye once again became a guest of Lord Patton.
Ono doesn't have Sorge's right hand, nor Vontrich's left hand, nor Fritz's left leg, nor Johannes's right leg. After a failed reformation, Sir Patton thought that this abominable Eastern man had only a ridiculous stick. And now, in his eyes, this hateful Oriental was extremely cute all over.
Old Patton has been trapped in the dungeon for one hundred and six years. In order to get out of here, he is willing to accept any conditions. Now Li Muye even wanted to use that ridiculous stick bucket to have a meal at his back door. But Li Muye didn't mention any conditions, Xiaoye just asked him if he could start the plan as soon as possible
"It still takes time." Sir Barton smoked a cigar himself and prepared a bottle of wine for Li Muye.
Li Muye drank a whole bottle of highly distilled liquor and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
"Schroder is a terrible opponent. In this century, he has had countless opportunities to kill me, but I only have one chance." Sir Barton said: "We have no room for fault, so we must cautious."
"He had countless chances to kill you, but he didn't do that, and you only had one chance, so you took action." Li Muye sneered and sneered, "Mother, if I was born a hundred years ago, The two of us are fortunate enough to meet again, and we must become brothers who worship the hand."
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Barton said blankly: "Mr. Li, this joke is not ridiculous."
Li Muye said, "You are not a true god, and I am not a good bird. You and I have a few flowery intestines in your stomach. We two got together to deal with Schroeder. Don't pretend to be a fool in front of me. It’s too much, let’s talk dry."
"The ninth floor of the dungeon is completely different from what you imagined." Patton said he was a god, he was used to being aloof, but now he had nothing to do with Ono, so he had to go straight to the subject: "Even if Schroeder’s surviving brain is killed, It doesn’t mean that Schroeder was killed. As far as I know, at least three of his antidote products have completely mastered the same techniques as him. If we simply kill his brain, we can only escape from here at best. Go out without being able to control everything here."
"Isn't it enough to be able to escape from here?" Li Muye severely despised the red-skinned old ghost in his heart.
Barton said: "The innumerable wealth, the advanced technology that has surpassed the times, and the unsolved mysteries left by the last civilization era. Are you willing to give up?" He paused, and then said: "Even if you are willing, I will Reluctant."
"Just tell me what you planned." Li Muye said a little impatiently.
"I will not only kill the old ghost, but also get everything in the dungeon!" Barton's eyes shined, and he said, "Of course, I'm talking about us." He continued, "You've seen anything that can reach a depth of tens of thousands of meters. A saucer-shaped spacecraft that travels freely under the sea? Do you know that Schroeder’s replicas have been committed to expanding space a long time ago? Do you know that he has developed a combustible ice vehicle that can store energy for hundreds of years?"
Li Muye shook his head honestly and said, "It sounds like the legend of an alien flying saucer."
"The depths of the ice caps at the north and south poles hide secrets beyond contemporary human imagination." Sir Barton continued as if talking to himself: "The ninth floor of the dungeon is 80,000 meters below sea level. You can imagine deeper. What is it like? Do you know how magma is formed? Do you know where the sea water comes from? Why is there plate movement? Young people, what you call geological knowledge is just a tiny part of the complete truth, and surface technology can reach The deepest part will not exceed 20,000 meters."
Li Muye said: "I am not a curious person."
Barton said: "If there is no interference from external factors, I will live for many years. From the appearance, I can no longer be counted as a member of human beings. Even though I was born in the human world, I also had a family, father and mother. But now, I have evolved into a higher level of life, with a longer life, a smarter brain..."
"What are you going to say?" Li Muye interrupted him angrily.
"What I want to say is the truth of this world!" Barton's voice suddenly increased: "In a hundred years, most humans in the outside world will die, but you and I will live on. What you cherish now will follow. The wind is gone, and you are the only one left. If you have not learned to distinguish yourself from them at that time and shift your interest to a more worthwhile research direction, then there will be only tragedies in your life."
"How to transfer?" Li Muye said: "Do you think of yourself as a god like you, exploring and conquering this world?"
"Is there anything wrong with this?" Patton nodded, then asked rhetorically.
Li Muye said: "Everyone has his own ambitions. At this point, I and you are not of the same kind."
Barton was a little disappointed at first, and then he continued to look at Brother Ono enthusiastically, and said, "Sooner or later you will understand. Even if you don’t accept my point of view now, you will accept it in the future. When you have no more concerns, you will Knowing that those so-called concerns are just passing by in your long life, and only those who have the same prosperous life as you are worthy of your like-minded kind."
Li Muye said: "I haven't reached the level that you think, and I've always been a short-sighted guy. If you can't think of that long-term, you should tell me about your plan."
"Also, since you insist on thinking so, let this matter go first." Barton said: "Then talk about my plan."
Everything has to start with the underground city.
The structure of the dungeon is somewhat similar to an ant nest, but it is not naturally formed. It was constructed by humans in the last civilized era, and the ninth floor is the foundation of the entire dungeon, and it is also the only floor made entirely artificially. There is a huge reactor on the ninth floor, which supplies and controls all electrical equipment in the entire underground city. Controlled by a central supercomputer. Now this supercomputer has autonomous consciousness and life, it is Schroeder's dead head.
In order to protect this extremely fragile dead head, Schroeder not only suppressed many of himself and invested a large amount of cherished resources to transform it, but also created a very powerful security system. Want to kill him, not only have to fight against the army of reformers led by fifty Klein Schroeder super reformers, but also to avoid the pursuit of the security system. And this security system is specifically aimed at remodeling people... (End of this chapter)