Although many people label it as something exclusive to high IQ people, or shroud it in a mysterious aura of psychology, its most important part still lies in the words "information asymmetry".
Deception only becomes possible when you have certain key information and the other party knows nothing.
Otherwise, it is unlikely that anyone with normal intelligence would be deceived.
Obviously, the dark side of the empire, which is completely cut off from the holy borders of the empire and cannot even communicate with each other within the same star zone, is such a place where deception can be practiced unscrupulously.
Because as the only person who can now travel faster than the speed of light in the subspace, no matter what Moscat says, the planetary governor on the dark side cannot verify whether it is true or false, and can only choose to accept it all for the time being.
After all, the word "loyalty" is engraved in the heart and even the depths of the soul of every human being.
Once someone is labeled a traitor or a heretic, it is not a problem that can be solved by killing one or two people.
Especially the huge fleets suspended in the planet's orbit, which could transform from guardians and reinforcements into terrifying rebel suppression legions at any time.
What's more, Moscat has a trade license authorized by the empire.
Don't think this thing is easy to do.
Only administrative agencies above the level of star governor are qualified to issue it, and it is definitely not something that anyone can get.
Only those who obtain a license are qualified to be called "Rogue Traders" and can legally engage in trade activities within the empire, and even come into contact with alien races and civilizations, exchange technology and materials, and hire them as thugs.
Although Moscat's merchant license was not the highest level signed by the God-Emperor himself, nor the second level signed by the Primarch of the loyal faction, it at least had the seal of the Terra Senate and belonged to the third level.
You have to know that the merchant license is based on who issues it, and who has the power to revoke it.
For example, if a Rogue Trader's trade license comes from a sector governor, then the sector governor and his higher-level government agency have the power to revoke the trade license when they deem it necessary.
Without a trade license, Rogue Traders can no longer legally engage in interplanetary trade activities.
But if it was issued by the God-Emperor or the Primarch around the 30th millennium, then according to the law only they have the right to take it back, and not even the Terra Senate can forcibly deprive these trade licenses.
It's like when my ancestors followed the Emperor and the Primarch to launch the Great Crusade, they completed all the work of my life.
As long as the wandering merchants who hold this kind of trade license do not betray the Empire and the God-Emperor, they can basically do whatever they want and are among the superior people of the Old Terra Plain Yellow Banner.
Some of them were even able to hire a small number of Astartes warriors, whose strength was no less than the army they had used when they launched the Damocles Crusade against the Tau, and some were even stronger.
In the eyes of the governor of Planet Irons VI, Moscat is undoubtedly such a super ronin with a profound background and a special mission.
Without the support of the Imperial Regent and the Terran Council, ordinary Rogue Traders would not be able to afford such a large fleet. Even the God's Machines - Titan Mechs, have more than twenty units.
After all, even the thousand-man Astartes regiment is only equipped with very few of these giant war machines, and losing even one would cause great pain for a long time.
The number of soldiers equipped with small and medium-sized power mechas is so large that it is impossible to count them. They can be regarded as an elite mobile force that can decide the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, the planetary governor did his best to please this "big shot" who should be a high-ranking official in his eyes at the banquet. He even took the initiative to introduce the situation in his star region before it lost contact, as well as the relationships and important figures among various families and forces, making it clear that he wanted to cling to this thick and strong thigh.
Moscat, on the other hand, grasped the opponent's psychology and brought out the devil's nature of lying, deceiving and playing with human nature to the fullest.
Not only did he agree to provide the planetary governor with all support including weapons, equipment, food supplies and industrial machinery, but he also provided medicines that could satisfy people's desires and calm the intense anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts.
After taking just one pill, the upper elite ruling class at the scene immediately felt its wonderfulness.
Both men and women cannot help but enter a state of being drunk, but at the same time their consciousness is extremely clear and excited, sensory stimulation quickly reaches its peak, and their nerves become more sensitive than ever, as if even time has slowed down a lot.
It was more than an hour later that the dignitaries at the banquet slowly returned to normal, sweating all over their bodies, as if they had just had strenuous exercise.
The governor sat on the sofa with a tired look on his face and sighed, "Oh my God, this feeling is so wonderful, as if all my worries and troubles have left me, and I have successfully become planet relaxed from head to toe. If it can really be supplied in large quantities at a very low price as you said, then not only will the cost of maintaining rule be greatly reduced, but the originally high crime rate in the hive city will also be alleviated."
"Haha, see, I told you that you would like it. Believe me, dear Governor Hulk, this is the greatest invention of mankind since entering the fortieth millennium. With it, there will no longer be any rebellion on your planet."
Moscat raised his glass to signal, then took a sip with a very graceful movement. The red liquid slowly slid down the corner of his mouth, as bright and dazzling as blood.
The planetary governor named Hulk nodded in agreement, "Yes. With this drug that can satisfy one's needs in the cheapest way, who would risk death to commit a crime or even start a rebellion? Everyone will become a cog in the huge machine of the empire, with everything arranged clearly from birth to death. This is the absolute order! The most perfect and ideal social state."
Hearing this, Moscat burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! That's right!
That's it!
It can eliminate painful and distressing emotions in an instant and nip all rebellious consciousness in the bud.
In addition, I also have many stimulants and violent drugs that can enhance the combat effectiveness and fighting will of soldiers.
With these, combined with the weapons and equipment I gave you, you don't have to worry about the orcs anymore.
And I accept HR paying the bill.
Well, this is a good deal, isn't it? "
"I don't know how to express my gratitude for your generosity and kindness. In return, I am willing to send people to go with you to other planets in the sector, so that all governors in the sector can enjoy the grace of the Imperial Regent and the Terra Council as soon as possible."
Governor Herke was obviously a smart man. He knew why Moscat gave him so many benefits, and he was also very happy to do him a favor.
"Great! With your help, my fleet should be able to quickly integrate the resources and production capacity of the Volk sector, and then use it as a springboard to connect the entire dark side of the empire, making all enemies who dare to take advantage of the situation pay the price."
Seeing that the target had been hooked and tied to him, a barely perceptible amusement flashed in Moscat's eyes.
Governor Herc had not yet realized what a terrible trap he had fallen into. Instead, he responded in a flattering manner: "It is my honor to follow a great man like you from Holy Terra. I swear in the name of my family that I will follow in your footsteps and be loyal to the Emperor and the Empire."
Moscat nodded with feigned satisfaction: "Very good. You are a smart person, and I happen to like smart people very much. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
"It's a pleasure to work with you!"
Governor Herke raised his glass and clinked it lightly, then smiled knowingly.
Just like that, taking advantage of the fact that the dark side of the empire was completely out of touch, Moscat finally began to implement his own huge plan, and at the same time, the flame of ambition in his heart began to burn more and more vigorously.
And his filial sons and grandchildren also began to sharpen their knives to fight for the future inheritance rights of the family.
It can be foreseen that this evil family, which had been twisted by darkness, became Zuo Si's tool and plaything from the moment it fell into his hands.
Whether it is the devil's egg or the greater power gained through sacrifice, they are all deliberately designed to lead to the development of the subsequent story full of irony and black humor.
For Zuo Si, this was like directing a dark stage playing himself, exploring and appreciating the evil of human nature.
This is not simply due to some kind of bad taste, but another path of transcendence leading to the root, a powerful force that can obtain extra bonuses in any world or even the universe.
If he could become the embodiment of the "evil" of the entire multiverse, then he would become the most powerful planeswalker ever.
In the pursuit of knowledge and power, Zuo Sike never slacked off.
It would be better to say that at this moment, he was telling Shaskel, who had just led the commercial fleet to visit again, about the current situation of the Tau Empire's sphere of influence.
Every time a potential enemy is mentioned, the expression on this "little titanium girl's" face will immediately give a series of quick and timely reactions such as shock, fear, panic, etc.
Although Shaskel had anticipated that the situation of his civilization might be dire, he never expected it to be so bad.
Similarly, she suddenly understood why the powerful human empire chose to cease fire after only one Damocles expedition and no longer had the slightest intention of starting a war.
It turned out that the entire area ruled by the Titanium Clan was intended to be used as a buffer zone to resist those truly terrible enemies.
Especially after hearing about the origins of the Necrons and the terrifying level of technology they possessed, Shaskel was completely numb.
In addition, there are the Chaos forces and endless demons hidden in the great rift in the Warp, the Tyranids whose numbers are unknown from outside the Milky Way, and the Orks who can never be killed no matter how hard you try...
"So... our civilization has always been on the brink of extinction? The reason it has survived to this day is entirely due to some coincidences?"
There was a very obvious tremor in Saskel's voice, and he raised his head to look up at the galaxy map projected in front of him.
For the Tau, this stereographic projection of the Milky Way alone was worth any price.
After all, up to now, they still don't know how big the Milky Way is, and they don't know whether there are other powerful civilizations with which they can communicate besides themselves and the human empire.
Zuo Si smiled and asked, "What else do you think? You should know that when you just learned to use fire, humans, who had become the overlord of the galaxy, planned to send a fleet to wipe out the Tau and then colonize your home planet.
Furthermore, the reason why you were able to quickly conquer and absorb the intelligent races around your sector in a short period of time was all thanks to the ruthless slaughter of alien species by the Emperor, the Primarch and the Astartes Legion during the Great Crusade of the 30th Millennium.
The most brutal and terrifying ones had already been destroyed and wiped out in this expedition.
Otherwise, with your backward technology at the beginning, you would probably encounter some terrible enemies and suffer heavy losses not long after leaving your home planet.
Remember, if you want to protect your right to survive in this crazy universe, you need three minimum foundations.
The first is the ability to resist the corrosiveness of the evil gods of the subspace, the second is a sufficiently advanced level of technology, and the third is a sufficiently large size.
All three are.
But unfortunately, your Titanium civilization currently has none of them.
Although due to the relationship between your souls, the projection you form in the subspace is very weak, and you cannot even be called a psychic race, so you have not yet become the target of the Chaos God.
But the threat of the Necrons is real.
Imotek, the "Storm King" of Sotek, is one of the few terrifying beings who can set the entire galaxy on fire.
Even the human empire may not be able to withstand his attack."
"So when do you expect these sleeping Necrons to wake up?" Shaskel asked with a serious expression.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm not sure about this either.
Maybe it will be in the last few years, maybe decades or even hundreds of years from now.
But what is certain is that with the arrival of the Tyranids, all the sleeping Necrons are likely to wake up.
With the technology you currently possess, you will probably be completely defeated in just one encounter.
There is no civilization in this galaxy that can defeat the Necrons in a long-range weapons engagement.
They have reached the pinnacle of physics in the real universe, and even the guns held by the most ordinary low-level soldiers can easily decompose the target into the most basic atoms.
In addition to technology, the Necrons also hold fragments of the Star God.
Believe me, you don't want to see the power of those real-world gods unleashed."
"Star God..."
Hearing this word, Saskell clenched his hands into fists subconsciously.
She had just heard about the War in Heaven between the Necrontyr (Necromancer) and the Old Ones, so she knew what the C'tan were.
In other words, these guys are equivalent to evil gods in the real universe, feeding on planets and mortal souls.
Fortunately, the Necrons' backstabs tore all these guys into pieces and sealed them away.
Otherwise, if we were to mess around with the Chaos God of the Subspace, the entire galaxy would no longer be a place for humans to stay.
In fact, in the Warhammer universe, the so-called science and technology actually have two completely different development paths.
One of them is the psychic technology created by the Ancients, which mainly relies on the subspace as the sea of souls, which can also be understood as magic.
The other is the knowledge that the Star Gods imparted to the Necrons, which relies mainly on the rules of the real universe they represent, that is, physical science.
There is no difference between the two.
The reason why the Necrons were able to win the War in Heaven was that the Star God personally participated in the battle.
At that time, the subspace was still very peaceful, and no powerful gods were born.
The best proof of this is the Eldar, who later rose to power with psychic technology and became the overlord of the galaxy.
There is no doubt that these revealed secrets from the ancient times of the Milky Way to the present day, and for the newly born Titanium civilization, they were an unconscious and violent shock that shattered their worldview.
It took several minutes for Saskel to digest all this information. Then he raised his head and cautiously asked, "Are you one of the Star Gods?"
"Oh? What makes you guess like that?"
Zuo Si asked back with a smile.
"Because of the sparkling oil! It is almost like a reproduction of the physical laws in the real universe. It can not only decompose and reorganize all matter, but can even store amazing energy. Isn't this the best proof of the power of the Star God?"
Saskatchewan gave his reasons bluntly.
Hearing this, Zuo Si immediately couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "No, you are wrong. The sparkling oil is not the embodiment of physical laws as you think. On the contrary, its essence is actually closer to the subspace psionic energy. It's just that you don't have the talent for psionic energy, so you can't really observe and understand the mystery."
"Then according to what you mean, can't the oil be used to resist demons and the evil gods of the warp?"
Saskel's eyes lit up instantly.
"Sparkling oil can indeed be used to fight against the power of the warp, but it is limited to the real universe. Once it enters the warp, its effect will be greatly weakened or even completely ineffective."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and gave a definite answer openly.
Because he knew very well that the Tau people had no power to choose at all.
The latter is not like humans who have an emperor who can directly compete with the Chaos God, and they don't even have any psychic talent at all.
Although this ensures that they are ignored by the evil gods and demons in the subspace for a long time, it also means that once they are invaded, they have no power to resist at all, and are basically lambs to be slaughtered.
In contrast, the Human Empire focuses on both psychic power and technology, and the Mechanicus even uses a very strange method called "machine soul" to combine the two together.
It is said that many machine spirits in the Imperial Army have their own "personalities".
Some are loyal to only one family, some are only allowed to be used by women, and some will secretly hide their ammunition in the subspace during normal times, and when they encounter a crisis, they will suddenly launch a powerful firepower far exceeding the upper limit of the magazine capacity...
Anyway, machine souls are so mysterious that the empire has to dismantle a large number of weapons and equipment that cannot be used normally because of them into parts and reassemble them every year.
After a brief silence, Shaskel finally raised the issue that the Supreme Ethers were most concerned about.
Obviously, the leadership of the Tau people has realized their dangerous situation, so they have begun to plan direct mechanical ascension when necessary.
In fact, they have conducted a lot of live experiments in private, and it can be basically confirmed that people who are completely transformed by the Shuo Oil will not lose their memories and personality, but will only express infinite admiration, awe and obedience to the owner of the Shuo Oil.
Although this price is very high for any living thing, it is not unacceptable if it is facing a huge crisis of imminent destruction.
After all, the essence of civilization is to maintain its own existence and continuation.
Zuo Si smiled meaningfully and responded, "Don't you already know the answer? Shuo Oil is an extension of my will. Anyone who uses it to perfect and transform themselves will inevitably be affected. In other words, they will become my servants. Of course, the choice is in your hands from beginning to end."
"Do we really have a choice?"
Saskel gave a bitter smile, as if he had seen the near future of the Titanium civilization.
“Who knows what will happen in the future.
Perhaps your scientific researchers can use the oil to develop some powerful weapons and successfully defeat all the enemies around.
Moreover, if one day the Titanium Civilization really reaches the point where it has to use the oil to transform itself, I promise to protect you and let you stay the way you are now forever."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his cold metal hand and gently stroked the other person's hair and cheek.
"Give me shelter? Why?"
Saskel blinked in confusion and did not make any evasive moves, but let the cold touch of the metal scratch his skin.
Since marriage and reproduction are arranged within the clan, there are special agencies responsible for selecting the most appropriate genetic match for each Titanium member using the most scientific methods. Therefore, there is no concept of free love, and everyone waits until they reach the best childbearing age.
Moreover, she didn't think that a god-like being would have any sexual interest in a mortal like herself.
"Because you have an interesting way of thinking. Much more interesting than most Tau."
After saying that, Zuo Si ignored the other party's surprised expression and directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
Shaskel obviously wanted to continue asking questions, but it was too late. He could only quickly sort out the large amount of explosive information he had obtained this time, and then encrypted and stored it repeatedly. Finally, he sent three warships to return immediately.
She herself planned to stay here for a long time in accordance with the Supreme Ether's request, even though there was a certain probability of being attacked by the Human Empire's fleet.
After all, the Tau have no astropaths, and have no way of directly contacting their home planet across the vast galaxy.
Even the faster-than-light travel in the subspace relies on the positioning device provided by Zuo Si.
Otherwise, with their almost non-existent psychic talents, they would probably just end up wasting time in the subspace.
If one wants to navigate freely in the warp like the human empire, first one needs an Astronomican made of some unknown black technology, then one needs a psychic as powerful as the emperor, and finally one needs to train a group of psychic navigators.
The Titanium civilization does not possess any of these three conditions.
In fact, there is only one way to achieve superluminal travel in this universe, and that is with the help of subspace.
If the Warp is viewed as a pool of water, then the Tau are skipping stones, humans are creating a bubble and diving underwater, the Eldar are sticking a tube in the water and drilling into it, and the Necrons are flying directly over the water, close to the surface.
Among them, the Necrons have the fastest FTL travel, followed by the Eldar who use the Webway, then humans, and the Tau are the slowest.
Just as Shaskel watched the three warships start their engines and jump into the warp to embark on their return journey, a Grey Knight in a silver power armor suddenly appeared behind her and warned in a hostile tone: "Alien, no matter what plans or intentions you have, you'd better stay away from this planet immediately, otherwise we don't mind burying you and your fleet in the warp."
"Is this a threat?"
Saskel turned around abruptly and stared at the Astartes warrior who was so close to him, without a trace of fear on his calm face.
In terms of combat power, ten of her added together would not be enough for the other party to kill.
But the reason why she was able to appear in public so openly was that she had obtained permission from Zuo Si himself.
Based on this point alone, Shaskel was certain that the other party would not dare to do anything to him.
"No, I'm just stating a fact. Don't think we are blind and can't see the changes in those battleships' hyperdrive engines. You have crossed the line!"
As these words came out of his mouth, the Grey Knight suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed the slender neck of the "little titanium girl" in front of him, and lifted her up from the ground.
"Remember, our patience has its limits. If you dare to use any means to steal technology again, I swear to crush every bone in your body, dig out your brain and put it in a life support system to torture you for a hundred years or a thousand years."
“Wuwuwuwu——”
The huge feeling of oppression and strong feeling of suffocation suddenly made Shaskel feel the breath of death. He struggled desperately to pry open the big hand that was stuck on his neck.
Unfortunately, even though she was wearing a combat suit that was also a powered mecha, she was still unable to shake the Grey Knight's overwhelming power. In the end, she even began to lose consciousness and rolled her eyes involuntarily.
"snort!"
There was a flash of contempt in the Grey Knight's eyes, and then he let go of his hand, causing Saskel to collapse on the ground and cough and retch violently. He then turned around and left without looking back.
There is no doubt that this was a typical death threat.
Saskatchewan had no doubt that the other party would dare to put his threat into action.
Because she knew very well that these Astartes warriors were nothing but killing machines. Their thinking was completely different from that of normal people and they were not afraid of death at all.
During the Damocles Crusade, it was these Space Marines who left a very deep impression on the Tau high command, and even caused psychological trauma to the ground troops for a time.
Just when the Grey Knight completed his mission and was about to return to the base, he suddenly discovered a metallic figure appearing on the road ahead.
"Who gave you the courage to threaten the guests I invited?"
Zuo Si stared into the Grey Knight's eyes and questioned with an expressionless face.
The latter was surprised at first, and then explained: "Sir, please do not forget that you are now an ally of the Empire, and the Tau are the enemy of the Empire. What's more, they have stolen the secret of the hyperdrive and can even travel into the subspace without a navigator."
"You seem to have made a mistake, Grey Knight.
These technologies were not stolen by Shaskell, but given to them by me.
The most important thing is that this is not an empire, and it is not your turn to interfere in what I do.
Even if Robert Guilliman comes, he must ask for my permission before doing anything.
Who are you to threaten my guests?"
Before he finished speaking!
Zuo Si suddenly raised his hand and made a grasping gesture.
moment!
The Grey Knight only felt that an invisible force field hand had grasped him completely, and the force was getting stronger and stronger. Even the hard ceramic armor on the outside of the power mecha began to shatter on a large scale. Soon, the muscles and bones made creepy breaking sounds under the pressure of the terrifying external force.
Click, click, click——
“Aa ...
Even an Astartes could endure such pain, and screamed with a red face.
You have to know that his bones and muscles are completely different from those of ordinary humans.
Not only is there a layer of hard shell beneath the skin, but the hardness and toughness of the bones are even greater than steel bars.
After the initial transformation surgery, these supermen need to eat a large amount of metal in a certain proportion to strengthen their bones. Only in this way can they support their extremely strong bodies.
"Stop! Stop now!"
Upon seeing this, several other Grey Knights in the base immediately rushed out, wanting to rescue their brothers.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si did not give them any chance at all. He directly controlled the invisible force field and crushed the Astartes who violated his bottom line in front of everyone.
Bang! The blinding blood plasma mixed with internal organs and minced meat gushed out directly from the shattered shell under the skin, forming a spectacular huge blood flower in the air.
However, the blood did not splatter as expected. Instead, it was directly frozen by the biting cold into a gloomy and terrifying frozen sculpture, looking like a corpse tree made of flesh, blood, and internal organs.
After doing all this, Zuo Si turned around and said to the angry and sad Grey Knights: "Tell the Inquisition for me. Since this is just one time, I will not pursue it too much. But if there is a next time, I don't mind killing all the guys who participated and planned it. I assure you that neither the Primarch Robert Guilliman nor the Living Saint Celestine can save these people."
After saying that, Zuo Si threw the work full of dark art atmosphere in his hand directly to the gate of the Grey Knights' residence.
Watching his receding figure, another knight couldn't help but curse with a voice full of anger and hatred: "Damn bastard! He actually killed our comrade, is this just the end of it?"
Another Grey Knight asked gloomily, "What else do you want to do? Go to war with this unknown entity whose body density is higher than that of a white dwarf or even a neutron star? Don't forget that the weapons and equipment we are using now are provided by him. And we have to report this matter to the Grand Master and the Inquisition as soon as possible."
"It is indeed necessary to alert the Inquisition. If they hadn't suddenly issued an order this time, we wouldn't be in this situation."
"Shut up! You can't discuss the decision of the Inquisition. We are just executing it. No matter what order is issued by the higher-ups, we must obey it without hesitation."
"But our best brother is dead! He was crushed like a jar of sauce! Look at what he looks like now, all because of the stupid judgment of the Inquisition."
"That's enough! Unless you want to become heretics, it's best not to talk about this matter anymore. Everyone, get back to the barracks, and I will handle the rest myself."
Following a fierce argument, a commander finally came out and dispersed the Astartes warriors.
Although he was very angry, he understood that Zuo Si's identity was definitely not as simple as it seemed.
Especially the several hours-long secret talks with the Imperial Regent, which must have hidden some shocking secrets.
Compared to the restlessness of the Grey Knights, Zuo Si acted as if nothing had happened, not caring at all about the possible violent reaction from the other party.
He knew that all Astartes were merely tools created by the Emperor of Mankind to fulfill his plans, just like the Primarchs.
Judging from the role he has demonstrated now, the emperor would not care even if he destroyed the entire Titan headquarters, let alone killing a few Gray Knights who offended him.
Because the emperor of mankind is a typical extreme utilitarian. He hardly brings in any personal emotions when thinking about problems. Instead, he judges the current situation purely from the perspective of gains and losses.
As long as the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages, the Lord of Mankind will do it without hesitation.
It is as if during the Great Crusade, in order to quickly take over the entire galaxy and achieve the established strategic goals, the planetary governors were allowed to continue to implement the backward slavery, serfdom and feudal systems, even though they knew that this would be a huge hidden danger.
It was this extreme utilitarianism that ultimately led to the failure of his Webway plan and triggered the Horus Heresy.
After all, the reason why many Primarchs joined Horus' camp was that they did not receive even a little care from the Emperor, and they even worried that they would be dealt with like the original Thunder Warriors after the war.
"Are you okay?"
Zuo Si walked straight up to Shaskel and asked with pretended concern.
The latter stood up with the support of his combat uniform and shook his head vigorously: "I'm fine, just a minor injury to my throat. I should be fine after repairing it with the help of medical equipment. Thank you for your concern and care. I hope this will not cause any rifts in the alliance between you and the Human Empire."
"Don't worry, the death of a Gray Knight won't cause much trouble.
After all, they were the ones who made the mistake first. I just expressed my dissatisfaction in a more bloody way.
You have to know that the Inquisition of the Human Empire is a huge organization that likes to push its limits.
If I don't take action this time, it won't be long before all kinds of spies, detectives and assassins flood the city beneath my feet, and then mess up the originally good social environment.
I don't want them to mess up the utopian social experiment that I worked so hard to create."
After saying that, Zuo Si cast his gaze towards the residents in the distance who, knowing that they would not receive any reward, still chose to find something to do for themselves.
After the initial wave of eating, drinking, having fun and enjoying oneself passed, an indescribable feeling of emptiness began to sweep over everyone, causing them to involuntarily think about the meaning of life and the value of themselves.
To put it bluntly, I'm just bored and have nothing to do.
Some people even became mentally anxious.
In order to alleviate this spiritual and psychological emptiness, some people begin to cultivate all kinds of strange hobbies, others indulge in the ocean of knowledge and study madly, and the last type is to completely lie down and give up, constantly taking drugs and alcohol to numb themselves.
In just a few months, billions of people died from alcohol poisoning due to excessive drinking, and a similar number of people died from overeating.
In addition, there are also many deaths caused by excessive indulgence such as stroke, and death caused by chasing excitement and playing various extreme sports.
It turns out that for humans, simply satisfying their material needs to a large extent cannot make them feel happy and satisfied.
However, Zuo Si obviously had no intention of interfering, but instead provided whatever these people wanted.
As long as it does not affect or interfere with other people, you can enjoy full freedom whether it is self-harm or suicide.
"A social...experiment?!"
Saskell keenly grasped a key word, and an expression of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.
She had wondered before why the human inhabitants of this planet were so different from those under the rule of other empires. Not only did they not need to work, but they didn't even have the concept of money. They could get whatever they needed from the corresponding places. It was simply the ideal paradise described in the Greatest Good.
But now that we know that all this was done deliberately by Zuo Si, everything immediately makes sense.
Only a god-like being can single-handedly establish a country of absolute equality and freedom that would never exist under normal circumstances.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, a very important and interesting social experiment.
It will ultimately prove how high the human race can theoretically reach.
Okay, since you're fine, I'll leave first.
When you get a reply from the Supreme Ethers, we will continue to talk about the future of Titanium civilization.
Be careful these days. I am not sure if those mad dogs of the Inquisition will get angry and send assassins to kill you."
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