"And then what?"
"I will not allow military commanders to touch my mother. In other words, I want to build a world where humans and ghosts can coexist peacefully!"
"Pfft!" Fang Zong spat out a mouthful of wine: "A roundabout way to achieve the goal?"
Because his mother was a ghost, ghosts cannot be discriminated against.
Because he couldn't allow ghosts to be discriminated against and treated with hostility, Zhao Changle wanted to build a world where they could coexist peacefully.
The reasoning is good, but the ideal is too lofty.
Zhao Changle continued mixing drinks: "Actually, it's very difficult in some ways, and very simple in others. Ghosts are all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. Whoever is bigger, more evil, and more righteous is the only way. Just make their fear outweigh their desire for the life force of the living. It's not difficult. You humans also have a saying: 'Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who build bridges and pave roads leave no corpses.' Everyone knows that burning, looting, and plundering bring in money quickly, so why is society so peaceful?"
Before Fang Zong could speak, he calmly said, "Because there are laws!"
Fang Zong asked, "You want to create laws for ghosts?"
"That's for later. Right now, we need the generals to scare the ghosts to death."
Zhao Changle pushed another glass of wine to Fang Zong, pursed his lips, and wanted to talk about his lofty ambitions and the general strategy he had thought about many times in his mind.
But suddenly, a rumbling sound came from outside. Three helicopters, disregarding the disturbance to the residents, landed directly on the streets of the old town.
Before they even landed, a series of stretchers were thrown down and rushed toward the clinic across the street.
"Supporting general Fang Zong!"
"Mr. Fang!"
"Sir!"
Various languages and accents rang out in a chaotic cacophony.
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