The puppets' stage play

Chapter 411: The jar is 'massive'!

Dang Dang Dang.

There was a knock on the door with a certain rhythm. He didn't look back and just said one sentence.

"Come in."

He has a tight face, an inch of black hair, and is wearing solemn black and white clothes. The visitor is facing this way, with deep respect on his face, and the pace he is walking towards seems very regular.

"As you can see, most of the students enrolled this time are from major families and powerful federal generals. Due to the influence of public opinion, only 4 students are from the private sector."

Putting the document in his hand gently on the table, the visitor stood aside, waiting for the other party's instructions.

He picked up the document and with a focused gaze, he knew the specific information.

"...There's one more thing." He was deep in thought when a hesitant voice came to his ears, and then he raised his head and looked at the slightly embarrassed opponent.

"explain."

"There are all kinds of different opinions within the Ministry of Political Science and Law, the Military Ministry, and the Academy of Sciences. I even went to investigate privately and found that it has risen to the middle level. If this continues, that academy..."

"I'm a dictator. Do you understand what that means, Lingmao?"

He shook his head, his tone was calm from beginning to end, without too many waves.

"what do you mean......."

Ling Mao's body was shaken, and then he looked at the man in front of him. The man was the president who held a very high position in the federation and was also the superior he was serving now.

"As long as necessary, I will completely implement my will, and such a decision cannot be changed by anyone." Anga stared here, his eyes unwavering.

"Pass this sentence to those 'seniors' who want to test it. Tell them that there is no room for negotiation on this matter. This time, I will take action."

The faint voice fell, and Ling Mao's heart twitched, and he suddenly felt a little frightened and uneasy.

You must know that even in the face of those families who caused trouble among the people some time ago, colluded with major departments, and tried to seize the right to speak in the federation, this person did not take action and just watched the scene quietly.

Watching them grow strong, watching them prosper, watching them collapse, and afterward, when people looked at the figure that seemed to confirm this scene, they were all shocked in their hearts.

However, it is precisely this that makes people really believe that as long as he does not try to subvert the Federation, then this 'strongest man' will never take action, and will even suppress those who try to seize the Federation with strength.

From this, the Federation broke away from its original culture of blindly obeying its superiors and began to undergo a new transformation.

People began to believe that even the most powerful president would follow certain rules from the bottom of his heart, and their hearts were suddenly filled with inexplicable complex emotions.

At the same time, as soon as this incident came out, people were surprised to find that foreigners who were still on the sidelines during negotiations with the Federation came in droves, eager to join the Federation.

"You...I know." Lingmao wanted to ask, do you want to destroy the Federation? When he was about to say the words, he suddenly woke up. This was a warning.

Anga glanced at the other party, and then said in a calm voice.

"The existing career path, despite our interference, still has various restrictions. For this reason, the original path is divided and the owner of the source is suppressed. This is somewhat effective."

He shook his head, with a heavy look in his eyes.

"Do you know how quickly we became stronger before the expansion of specialized paths like 'career'?"

Lingmao opened his mouth instinctively and wanted to answer, but suddenly he remembered the things recorded in the record, and he immediately felt extremely ridiculous in his heart.

Anga didn't wait for a reply before continuing.

"A federal citizen who doesn't know anything and doesn't have much guidance can use it to climb the ranks as long as he comes into contact with the first knowledge of cultivation, even if it is a simple technique."

"Three changes in a day, soaring in a hundred days, swallowing thousands of miles, and traveling in the sky. After a certain restrictive condition has been removed, we immediately entered the fast lane."

"First level? This level did not exist at that time. As soon as we entered the level, it was the third level (acting as an image), then the fifth level (no form), and the eighth level (ascension to the gods). We called it ascension. The third level of God.”

Ling Mao's heart trembled when he heard this, and he was also deeply confused. Isn't this really nonsense?

An Jia's cold eyes paused, and with a tone of some reminiscence, he stared ahead.

"Maybe you think it's ridiculous, but I don't have that kind of interest in making up facts. Moreover, that's not a good thing. Being coerced by the sudden increase in power, if it weren't for that era, I'm afraid we would have done the bad things we did. More to come.”

As Ling Mao listened, he couldn't help but think of several cases with numerous crimes.

"A father wanted to congratulate his newborn daughter. Then, after seeing the first creature on all fours in the new world, he suddenly had a wonderful idea."

"A man with many friends and a bold temperament was relaxing when he suddenly thought of several friends who were going to come back in the near future. At this time, there was a commotion somewhere in the 'alienation zone' where he was."

"A certain young man who was called a future star decided to change himself after his dismal first adventure. To this end, he planned to set off immediately and prepared some 'interesting' things."

An Jia's eyes were indifferent, as if he saw those few figures complaining about everyone's injustice.

("Even if there is something wrong with me, it was those things that started the attack first. I am innocent. Hey, humanoid creatures. Well, maybe there are. I can't remember. Who cares about that. Alas, they are all celebrating my daughter's birthday. It’s your fault.”)

("I didn't mean it. Who wants that world to be so brittle? I just want something, and you dare not give it to me. I just took a little more. It's useless, but, I thought Rather than letting him disappear completely, it's better for me to take over.")

("...I did something wrong? It's impossible. Both the master and the companions said it's okay. What's more, aren't they just some slaves? Even if they are killed, serving me should be Their honor, as for this...")

The middle-aged man who kept saying that he was innocent but didn't even look at the creatures he killed.

With an excited expression, the usually peaceful face seemed to be irritated at this moment. The young man's face turned red and his eyes were full of anger.

The incomprehensible boy sat there quietly, just muttering to himself, with a trace of confusion on his face.

"The Wolf Cave Flower, the Well of Cave Names, and the Wanhua Finger Ants are all very 'characteristic' things." An Jia sighed softly.

Lingmao thought of that record, and then spoke slowly.

"The definition of the concept of living beings in the world of sacrifice is forcibly shaped into a wolf-headed vessel with an indented state as a whole."

"Take a well-reviewed neutral world and make it into a (well) mirror inverted mirror."

"The original power of the deceased is fixed, and by controlling the number of tens of thousands or more, the 'ant colony' that moves under the control of fingertips is used as a travel tool and 'toy'."

He sighed silently and looked at the man in front of him again.

"I always thought it was some kind of hearsay."

"But that's not it. It's the guys who were really my contemporaries, and it was precisely because that situation happened so often that they started to think about a possibility and started to solve it."

As if he was talking about a topic that had nothing to do with him, Anga directly used another pronoun to describe it.

"There is a certain measure of balance in this world, which we call 'balance'. Normally, people will neither deviate from the original track nor cause any turmoil, and will only live peacefully."

"But you also know that there is some kind of huge variable in us. This weight is even enough to easily collapse the original stability. At that moment, we are in a state of 'disorder'."

Ling Mao thought of the rumor circulating in the Federation. It was said that people born in the Federation would be haunted by a certain shadow throughout their lives and could never get rid of it.

He understood in his heart that it was actually referring to the existence of the 'Demon God'.

"In order to regain the sanity relative to that 'balance', we began to impose artificial restrictions, whether it was 'qi' or 'meditation', they were all restrictions on the abnormal speed at the beginning."

"The originally steeply rising slope was divided step by step to make it smoother, and we added new 'steps' to replace the original wild growth in the form of roads."

"First level (foundation building), second level (soul preservation), third level (appearance), fourth level (total transformation), fifth level (no form), sixth level (perfect person), seventh level (sainthood), eighth level Level (ascending to the gods).”

"That is not the pursuit of strength, but the purpose of being controllable, delaying one's own progress, allowing one's 'heart' to keep up, and not being left far behind, and ultimately becoming a prisoner of power."

An Jia turned his head, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes, and then disappeared. He looked at Ling Mao, who was listening silently.

"However, in order to ensure the necessary victory, we still have the power to switch the door. Once pushed open, we can easily break through the existing 'bottleneck' and reach a new level. That process is what we call 'alienation' .”

"Of course, since it is a door, there will naturally be some objects that are not very strong even if they are cast. Hehe, Lingmao, what do you think we should do in that situation?"

Angana looked at this place with a thoughtful gaze, and the light in his eyes became darker and darker.

Ling Mao felt a chill in his heart. At this moment, he thought of the well-known theory of talent in the Federation, as well as the numerous people who were in a difficult situation and were gathering dust. If he followed what the other party said, then, could it be... ....

"Lingmao."

A sound like thunder exploded in the depths of his soul. Lingmao's back suddenly straightened, forcing himself to face the man head-on.

"I have expectations for you. As my spokesperson, you also need to know this and make the right judgment when necessary, whether it is now or in the future."

Anga smiled, and then he continued to change into his original working posture and immersed himself in his work.

Looking at the president who was writing something on the document after some contemplation, Ling Mao breathed out silently, feeling only a thin layer of sweat on his back. He didn't say a word, but silently raised his hand to the other party. bow.

Then he walked out quietly.

Click.

The door made a small sound.

Lingmao had a sullen face and ignored the obscure sights around him. He just walked quietly in the corridor, getting further and further away from the room behind him.

While walking on the road, his mind was still a little empty and he couldn't help but start to make associations.

If the President and the others had set up restrictions back then, they would have prevented their successors from losing their minds, being confused by the easily enhanced power, and thus becoming violent.

So, what is the purpose of the creation of the current 'alien profession'? In his opinion, that kind of extreme evil should not appear here. There must be something going on that he doesn't know about.

He couldn't help gritting his teeth. The president must know the reason, but he couldn't ask this question that might offend the other party.

Ling Mao knew that even though he seemed to be in the center of power and had a high status, in fact, other people in the Federation would not have a good impression of him, an outsider, and even secretly hoped that he would make a mistake and pull him down. , so he can't make a mistake.

Wait... His chaotic thoughts suddenly calmed down. The president's previous speech was replayed in his mind. He couldn't help but stop and think carefully about the thought that suddenly emerged.

[“But that’s not it, but the real contemporaries of mine. It was precisely because that situation happened frequently that they began to think about a certain possibility and started to solve it.”]

The president's indifferent expression appeared repeatedly.

["In order to regain the sanity relative to that 'balance', we began to impose artificial restrictions. Whether it was 'qi' or 'meditation', they were the initial restrictions on that abnormal speed."]

The sentimental appearance of the great president also emerged.

Dots of sweat overflowed on his forehead, and Ling Mao's complexion turned pale. He suddenly remembered a person, an existence that was almost forgotten in the current Federation.

He swallowed and tried to think further.

If 'we' refers to the President and others, then who has nothing to do with the President and is placed in the same position?

He exhaled, his eyes looking extremely clear.

The thoughts in his brain instantly connected together, and he quickly came up with the answer.

That is to say, another great president disappeared shortly after the establishment of the Federation. Nowadays, people have long been accustomed to the scene of the great president alone, but in fact, at the beginning, there were two equal presidents in the federation.

So, where did the man who was once as famous as the president, or even alongside him, go? Ling Mao's thoughts were not only heightened.

At this moment, he clearly recalled that in the federal records, the last description of the other person was not death, but...disappearance.

The mind is trembling, as if it is issuing a warning, stop thinking downwards, stop here, and return to the original 'safe' environment.

Lingmao ignored the wail deep in his heart and continued to think calmly.

In the same way, based on the existing conditions, the following conclusions can be drawn.

1. The death of that person was just a deliberate disguise by the Federation.

Reserve it for now, but Lingmao thinks it is unlikely. After all, even people like Tiannu will clearly mark their death, and he doesn't think there will be any exceptions.

2. Due to the influence of alienation, the person chose to leave, so people who knew about it did not mark his death.

And this is also the most likely possibility. Although the details are still lacking, Lingmao believes that it generally meets the conditions. At the same time, a more terrifying conclusion is derived from this.

Lingmao turned his head, took a deep look at the location of the room, then turned around, took steady steps, and left without looking back.

A thought flashed through my mind.

So, has the president really not been affected?

This question flashed through his mind, and then he suppressed it, burying it to a depth that even his memory could not reach.

His eyes flickered, he shook his head, and then continued to move forward as usual.

After a while, it disappeared into the distance.

A cold voice sounded in the air.

An Jia withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, and expressed his judgment to the figure who appeared from the sky in front of him.

"It has some value, so let's continue to choose him."

As for the thoughts in the other party's mind, he didn't care too much. Even the subject wouldn't deliberately hide it, and he wouldn't even mind it.

"A boring plan." The figure in a gray coat said coldly, the person in front of him reflected in his blue pupils.

"Whatever you say, even if we are both clones, we have our own considerations, and this is what the main body likes to see. Oh, maybe he won't care."

Anga smiled, but he looked extremely cold. Even to the clones who were in the same position, his attitude remained the same.

"It must be Anli's bad influence on you. As expected, that good-for-nothing guy will cause trouble all day long." The professor shook his head, with a hint of coldness in his words.

"I think you are more troublesome than Anri."

"I'm not interested in arguing with you." The professor's eyes calmed down and he just looked at the other party. "The heterogeneous profession has been further improved and can be moved to the next step. I'm just here to remind you about this."

The professor's face suddenly became dark, and he stared at the other person with green and blue eyes.

"Don't let 'Andre' down."

An Jia's eyes trembled, and the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he froze on the spot.

"........."

After a moment, he resumed his movements and started working again.

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"The power of a jar?"

Qi Xiu recited this word and looked at Kalder in front of him inexplicably.

"Yes, a unit of measurement."

Calder looked around, his expression becoming serious.

"This is what I have in my hand. Look..."