Chapter 125 The ability to control
Lu Yuan was silent, and inexplicably felt a chill.
He suddenly recalled the information about the Meda civilization: most of the attacks between civilizations were mutual, and there were indeed some deeper reasons.
Now, he has discovered one of the reasons why.
Just one of them.
"This divine skill is really quite evil."
"However, if we can really enslave a [Monster], it would be quite tempting..."
If it were the Lu Yuan of the past, he would also consider the "trolley problem". Suppose a tram suddenly breaks down and cannot brake. At this time, there are two roads in front of it. One is to run along the established track and kill the five people on it. The other is a fork road next to it. If the driver turns, one person will be killed.
Choose one of the two, which path should you choose?
In the past, Lu Yuan would have been in a dilemma.
Now, he would still hesitate, but in the end, he might, probably, possibly, choose to run over one person to save more people, as long as that person is not one of his relatives... because this is an era of bloody killing and there is no time to worry about moral issues.
"In the Ninth Era, does the ability to control still exist?"
"How would I know...but the world is so big, I think it exists."
"Maybe it exists among you humans."
The old cat twisted its body and left.
It doesn't care about these things, it just says whatever it thinks.
When Lu Yuan wanted to see the next mural, he found that it no longer existed... The technological strength of this civilization might not be that good, which resulted in the gilded mural being incomplete.
He was scratching his head as if he was reading a novel with a chapter interrupted.
"One day when I have power, I will kill all the idiots in the world!"
After moving the stones for a long time, they only found some broken pieces of gold.
Take a deep sigh.
"It seems that this is the only information."
This was the first time he encountered such a clean and almost forgotten civilization.
Not a single bone could be found, only the last few ruins remained.
Perhaps they were attacked by the monster, or they encountered something else and disappeared completely...
This made the collapse artist Lu Yuan feel emotional. This small cave was like an hourglass, calculating the order of time and burying insignificant data. When everything returns to dust, who can witness the stories that once happened?
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Pangu Continent, safe zone.
The ninth branch of human civilization, Zero Wave City.
The sky was filled with a gray-black haze that blocked out the bright sun. Even at 12 o'clock in the afternoon, it seemed as if night had already fallen, and there was a pitch-black darkness.
Most of the light was swallowed up. Obviously, this was a field-level ability.
No one knows what that black cloud outside is.
The more they knew, the more terrifying it became for Zero Wave City's leadership.
Especially after human civilization came into contact with Rize civilization, the two sides shared their experiences and learned more information, the leadership of Zero Wave City became even more nervous.
Zero Wave City had bad luck. As soon as they crossed over, there was a cloud that looked like a skull, blocking them outside the safe zone.
It seemed to have discovered the existence of the safe zone and was watching it eagerly. Every once in a while, it would float over and stare for a while.
Zero Wave City's luck was just okay. At least, the cloud-like phenomenon outside didn't seem to have the superpowers to cross the safety zone.
As long as they stay in the safe zone, there won't be much risk.
"It doesn't look like a demon, so what could it be?"
"Don't count on other branches of civilization! We can only rely on ourselves!"
"You think too highly of those masters! They will only vote symbolically and then choose a result that will do nothing and nothing will go wrong!"
"We will eventually become a garbage civilization hiding in a safe zone. The dignity of our nation will be long gone!"
"All resources are controlled by the consortium, and we are just reptile-like slaves!"
In the military camp, a group of patrol soldiers were discussing angrily.
Just as the soldiers said, Zero City's future is long gone.
The government's actions are as slow as a snail, like a headless fly, and it has not yet stabilized the city.
Many citizens are on the verge of starvation.
You know, it has been more than 40 days now, not the first day! What is even more frightening is that the government at this stage is composed of various political parties, and the opinions of the various political parties are not unified.
Still arguing over trivial matters...
In fact, the top priority in many people's minds is to vote! Yes, they actually want to vote democratically and form a new government.
This is simply ridiculous! The anger of the people was ignited, and even ordinary soldiers could not help but complain about this absurdity.
"What a bunch of idiots! Even a pig on stage would be better than those idiots!"
The leading captain, named "Digdit", listened quietly to the words of his soldiers, with a faint red light in his eyes.
Divine Skill: Control.
This ability allows Digdit to mentally control almost all living things! Of course, such a powerful ability comes at a price.
It requires the consumption of something called "spirit", which is a bit like vitality, but not entirely.
"Ling" is a term invented by Digdit himself.
The "spirit" can only be obtained from intelligent life.
Ordinary animals have almost no spirit.
He speculated that the amount of spirit is closely related to the attribute of "God".
No matter how powerful a person's ability to control others is, it is impossible for him to control all his subordinates. Making use of the general trend and instigating public opinion are the compulsory courses for every ambitious person.
Every citizen of Zero Wave City is angry.
That's good, being angry is always better than doing nothing.
So far, Digdit has only "controlled" one person, and that is his immediate boss.
The only major general in Zero City.
An old man in his seventies.
On the surface, he was the general's subordinate.
In fact, the opposite was true. The general obeyed his orders.
"General, the cabinet meeting is about to begin."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Digdit acted as the driver, and General, sat in the back seat.
No one knew that the driver was the master and the general was just a servant who was dominated...
This kind of control is obscure and does not destroy subjective initiative. The general principle is to implant a subconscious goal into people's thinking, and the subconscious will guide people to make corresponding choices.
"How are the preparations going?"
"Everything is as expected, Mr. Digdit!" The general said with a smile, "Many residents are on the verge of starvation, and they are beginning to hate the past political structure."
"This ridiculous democratic vote has only exacerbated this hatred, making them furious and causing them to rebel!"
"They began to crave for power, a power that could crush everything, a power that could lead them onto the right path."
His voice became more and more enthusiastic: "Your appearance completely meets the psychological expectations of the people. You will definitely succeed!"
Digdit laughed and said, "No matter how powerful I am, I can't control everyone. And my current position is just a captain, so it's hard for me to convince everyone. So I need you to be the first leader."
"It will take me at least five years, or even ten years, before I can step into the spotlight."
"No problem, sir... But the point is, many consortiums have private armed forces. Our military power is not absolutely strong."
"I will mentally control some key figures in this council." Digdit said.
The major general fell into silence.
After all, the power structure at this moment is built up of layers of interest relations, like a pyramid.
Simply controlling those at the top of the pyramid may not be enough.
Because you go against the class interests, the class will naturally abandon you.
"Then command a few more people, it will work in the end." Digdit's voice was like frost from Antarctica, "General, you have to believe in my power."
“What about the vision outside?”
"Give me enough power and I can control the vision!"
"We can conquer Pangaea."
“Sizzle!”
There was a sound of brakes, and we had arrived at our destination.
This is a large prison where some criminals are imprisoned.
The death penalty was abolished in Zero Wave City long ago, but now, their good days are over.
Digdit began to execute these criminals personally in order to seize their spirits.
"Who are you to judge us?"
"You devil, you deserve to go to hell!"
"You murderer! Oh, God!"
The criminals were so scared when facing the gun that they shouted one after another.
Digdit said loudly: "Everyone, the world is no longer the same as it used to be. It is a world full of competition and malice. We, as a nation, should throw away the shackles in our thinking!"
“We should not be a nation that groans in humiliation.”
“We should not be a domesticated nation.”
"Instead, we should become a nation that can reach the top of the world!"
"Now, I will use your sinful lives to welcome a bright future."
His words seemed to be intended to prove his own righteousness.
He fired continuously, and with a few "bang, bang, bang" sounds, bright red blood splattered and dripped down the wall. The whole prison looked like hell on earth.
From Digdit's perspective, spirits filled this small room.
It's like fragments of the soul, one by one, like fireflies.
If it is not collected, it will soon dissipate between heaven and earth.
There are only a very few abilities that can see and collect "spirits", and "control" is one of them.
Balls of light, like tadpoles, gathered in Digdit's hands.
The more powerful the person is, the more spirits are needed.
Those good-for-nothings are not very strong, so it is not difficult to control them.
Digdit was very satisfied and whispered, "Now, the spirits in my hands are enough to stir up the situation in this city."
(End of this chapter)