When Wu Wei orchestrated Zheng Ya's entry into the scheme, Zheng Ya was busy recruiting followers and expanding his knowledge: "Come on, tell me about the cultivation techniques for supernatural abilities?"
Unable to access other people's memories, Zheng Ya desperately wanted to learn about cultivating supernatural abilities.
Who allowed the upper class of the Qian Yuan Continent to restrict the human rights of the lower class?
Zheng Ya understood that this was not just a flaw in human nature, but also applied to all living things.
This just proves the saying: Heaven does not recognize those who treat all things as straw dogs.
The struggle between all things is cruel and unforgiving; there's nothing to complain about.
But despite her understanding, Zheng Ya harbored some resentment.
I don't consider myself a monk or Taoist priest who practices spiritual cultivation, nor do I emphasize things like having a calm mind or cultivating virtue and the heart.
In fact, how many monks and Taoist priests in the world are without a sense of violence?
Even a fool, when starving, will fight with others for food; what else could that be but a manifestation of resentment?
A person lives for a breath of air; if they don't have a bit of fierceness, are they even human?
Zheng Ya thought of many things in an instant. His calm and composed expression turned sinister in an instant, which startled Xie Ming. He then recited his cultivation knowledge as if it were his own treasure: "Ahem, dear brother, don't get excited, I'll tell you."
It is not that an unwritten rule has been formed within the elite circles of the Qian Yuan Continent, that the three talents, human rights, and social classes are equal.
First, let's talk about the three classes of people: the lowest class of slaves, the commoners and laborers, and the privileged class who gave rise to the seeds of civilization..."
"Wait, what does 'third class of people' mean?" Zheng Ya was confused. The terms were simple and easy to understand, but contained many unknown restrictions.
Xie Ming said awkwardly, "Brother, don't be angry when you hear this, okay?"
“Tell me the truth, and maybe I can really take you as my subordinate.” Zheng Ya sat cross-legged on the floor opposite him, showing no intention of loosening his chains.
He verbally recruited followers, but his words carried a deadly threat.
Xie Ming was indeed a playboy, but he wasn't stupid either. He understood what was going on and said with a wry smile, "Brother, I will tell you everything I know."
The so-called three classes of people, including the lowest class of slaves, were mostly criminals who were demoted to slavery and made cannon fodder and perform the most arduous labor, their lives hanging by a thread.
Ordinary laborers are engaged in daily work and production, and their lives are guaranteed, but they have no hope of advancement.
The term "powerful people generate seeds of fire" essentially refers to the supply of top-tier geniuses with supernatural abilities to the elite circles, who also become vassals of powerful families and wield a certain degree of influence among the common people and the lowest classes.
The existence of Quanmin represents the inspiring progress of all humankind.
What exactly it represents, even I, as his brother, can imagine…
"Hmm, go on?" Zheng Ya understood, and his heart sank inexplicably. The human rights system on the Qian Yuan Continent was even more despicable than he had imagined.
But who can say that the rules of the upper class system are wrong?
It should be understood that the upper echelons represent the ultimate fighting force, and have been holding back the demons and monsters from their battle to exterminate humanity for many years. So what's wrong with setting the rules based on this one fact?
Even if it involves self-interest and has harmed many people, so what?
The way of Heaven is so cruel, a phenomenon that cannot be avoided in any era; the only difference is the degree to which it exists!
Zheng Ya could understand, but what kind of scene would You Si face upon returning to the Qian Yuan Continent?
Is it a leap from ordinary people to geniuses for all?
Or will it lead to suppression and enslavement by powerful families?
Or even become a tool for reproduction?
It seems that in order to protect himself and his ideal future, the only option is to target Xie Ming. Zheng Ya feels exhausted and is about to do something against his conscience.
Seeing his ever-changing expression and inability to conceal his emotions, Xie Ming said with a pounding heart, "Okay, I'll continue."
The so-called "three-tiered human rights system" divides human resources into three levels: Heaven, Earth, and Humanity.
Clearly, the lowest class in the three-tiered system of Heaven, Earth, and Man is the Man class, which belongs to a group of powerful and wealthy people who manage secular spiritual practice and daily work.
These people also guard the longest front line, openly protecting the safety of all mankind.
In reality, the powerful and wealthy are the main fighting force, but they only step forward when there is a crisis, preferring to cultivate their own power.
As for the talented individuals in Tiandeng, although they also have their own battlefronts to maintain, they will never step forward to save humanity on those fronts unless those fronts are on the verge of collapse.
That's all I know, please forgive me, brother!
"Hmm, how do you rank the three elements of Heaven, Earth, and Man?" Zheng Ya didn't blame him for having limited knowledge as a novice like himself.
Relatively speaking, Xie Ming knew a lot.
This single statement is completely outside the knowledge comprehension of ordinary people.
It's likely that none of the descendants of the entire nation are qualified to know about these systems.
Xie Ming breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he might get angry and kill him to silence him: "Ahem, dear brother, actually all those who are protected by the Tower of Babel mark and sent to cultivate in another world are undergoing a selection and assessment of talents from Heaven, Earth, and Man."
If nothing unexpected happens, brother, you must be a top-tier talent?
"Stop flattering me, tell the truth?" Zheng Ya thought to himself, but he didn't want to undergo this kind of screening and assessment. There was no privacy whatsoever, and it made him uneasy!
Xie Ming said with a wry smile, "Brother, you may not know, but all those who have awakened mental abilities are at least at the Earth-level talent level."
Those who awaken abilities related to time, space, yin and yang, and mutation are also considered talents at the Earth level or above.
Of course, I also know that my brother doesn't care about this. He must want to know how the upper class recruits talents of the three levels: Heaven, Earth, and Man.
It was exactly as his older brother thought: recruitment, using any means necessary.
The recruitment is only open to people with connections.
So, dear brother, you won't regret taking me in as your little brother..."
"Stop trying to fool me. This is useless. You know what I want to know. As for what you'll do, we'll see how you do it." Zheng Ya became increasingly annoyed as he listened, and sure enough, that was the case.
Every world has its context.
Without a background, even with exceptional talent, one is still treated as a tool.
How difficult is it to defy fate and change one's destiny?
Zheng Ya could even conclude that even if he wanted to kill Xie Ming to silence him now, he probably wouldn't be able to.
The Tower of Babel mark on Xie Ming's forehead could not be ignored.
Who could blame Xie Ming for having such an extraordinary background?
This is the advantage of having a powerful background.
Of course, Xie Ming didn't know if the Tower of Babel would protect his safety. After all, he had awakened a pseudo-Yin-Yang ability, not a true Yin-Yang ability. If he were to combine it with a true spiritual ability, he would instantly become a Heavenly-level talent and would be absolutely protected by the Tower of Babel, ensuring his safety.
Xie Ming's current situation is uncertain, and he dares not gamble: "Brother, your affairs are my affairs. Let me tell you about cultivation knowledge..."
It wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't said anything, but once I did, Zheng Ya got really angry. Damn it, the upper echelons were hiding so much knowledge about supernatural abilities and cultivation!
Whether it's the cultivation techniques for superpowers or the knowledge of superpower characteristics, these are the foundation of a superpowered person's cultivation, yet they've been concealed?
Although this is a method used by powerful families to recruit talent, a kind of unspoken rule, it's fine if people don't know it.
After finding out, I felt inexplicably angry and helpless.
Ultimately, you can't fight city hall. What can you do if you know you can't compromise?
Zheng Ya's three awakened superpowers are powerful enough, aren't they?
It's not that they suppressed Xie Ming and couldn't access his memories. If Xie Ming hadn't told them the secrets of cultivating supernatural abilities, they would still be complete novices, knowing nothing at all.
Moreover, those whose talents are not as good as Zheng Ya's will have to submit to the powerful families when they announce the rules for recruiting people with knowledge and authority.
The oppressive atmosphere both inside and outside the confinement room in Longshang...
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