Wu Sen shook his head. "Father, I've always had a question. The economic environment is getting worse and worse. Poor people aren't having children, and more and more rich people are leaving the country. In the end, what will we do when we have neither slaves to exploit nor anyone to harvest?"
"That's a good question!"
Wu Tiande's lips curled slightly. "Whether the poor have children or not, whether they associate with the rich or not, it won't really affect us much! You have to understand, those who are meant to have children will still have children, and those who are meant to be exploited will still be exploited. As long as I'm at the top of the pyramid, no matter how many people you have, you have to serve me. I set the rules, understand? Besides, with today's high productivity, there's no difference between having ten oxen pull a cart and three oxen pulling a cart. It won't affect the people sitting in the cart either! Some people lie low, thinking they're getting revenge on us. Heh, they don't understand. They were just superfluous to begin with. Survival of the fittest! This is a dimensional reduction attack. We stand on the earthly path of Heaven, looking down on the world. Otherwise, why would ancient people call themselves emperors? Social development and productivity drive them, while we drive the entire social productivity! As the top class, with the ultimate power, as long as I firmly grasp this tool of power, our class will never waver!"
Looking out the window at the palace wall not far away, Wu Tiande said, "How many pavilions and towers have been built in Yandu, some have collapsed and others have crumbled. Look at the Forbidden City, from ancient times to the present, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, when has it ever changed? As long as it stands, our Wu family will never fall!"
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