Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

"what are you talking about……"

Barr Darkrod had no idea what the guy in front of him who looked like he had a serious mental problem was thinking. The only thing he was sure of was that this person might have some special information channels.

Victor Corleone drank another whole glass of red wine. Such barbaric and vulgar behavior once again aroused the contempt of the surrounding nobles. In their eyes, only the most vulgar nouveau riche would drink like this, and they would not even drink red wine. Why? How about attending such an elegant occasion? Why do you want to be the organizer of such a feast?

——Although they all think so, they will not say it, nor will they express it at all. They will even praise him when necessary, because they still rely on this vulgar upstart to obtain dangerous benefits.

"In fact, the world is much more complicated than we think."

Victor Corleone sighed, looked at the nearly 30-year-old lady from the Yamashita Group with a lewd attitude, and said in a melancholy tone:
“Everything we see before us has happened countless times, and the history we have experienced can even be seen as countless repetitions of their lives by countless people. From this perspective, everything seems to have lost its meaning. "

He wiped away the drool that was about to drip from the corner of his mouth:

"So, it's important to have fun in the moment, it's important to do what you want to do, and it's important to pay the price of your life for temporary pleasure. When the whole world is restrained, as long as you are crazy, you are invincible!"

He said crazy things to Barr Darkrod in a very serious manner, but the latter had to listen due to the occasion and the other person's current status:
“Our ancestors learned an astonishing fact over the long succession of generations—everyone has a purpose for coming into this world, and each person’s existence has its own unique meaning and unique mission for its own existence.

And my mission is to suddenly jump out at this time, this place, and this occasion and pull Chen Yan down from the position where he does not belong! "

He looked straight at the lady of the Yamashita family and spoke very fast and slurred:

"I have to pay a lot because I have such a mission. I need to be paid enough to be willing to work for my mission, so I deserve something like her, do you understand?
She is the reward I deserve, and all the enjoyment I can get at this banquet is also the reward I deserve. Everything I can get is the reward I deserve! "

Barr Darkrod couldn't understand what he said at all. Such crazy nonsense made Barr firmer in his determination to leave him, so he said goodbye in a perfunctory manner and prepared to turn around and leave.

"You can choose to leave, but I will definitely win the final victory."

Victor Corleone was not as angry as he imagined, but was still talking to himself while pouring himself red wine:
“My heart will tell me the right path, and it’s right every time. I just need to follow my inner voice and I can have everything you can’t imagine.”

What a madman...

Barr Darkrod turned his head and glanced at the other party, only to see the other party staggering towards the smiling woman.

He frowned and walked to the other side of the banquet, joining a small group of people communicating.

His arrival caused a burst of snickering from everyone. Such a smile full of restrained sarcasm made Barr Darkrod instantly know their mentality.

"That wasn't a very pleasant conversation."

He tried to use a joke to cover up the unpleasant conversation before, but everyone present was obviously not ready to let him go.

"Barr, how do you feel?"

The people in the small circle are all old guys from the former logistics center. They were once outstanding officials in the pioneering era, but because there was no one behind them, they only got a pitiful melon and a half when it came to rewards, so that later on It has not made much achievements, and today it has completely become the afterglow of the old era.

"It feels very bad. He seems to be completely irrational. How could such a person be helped to the position?"

Baal Darkrod spoke frankly about his dissatisfaction and doubts. His frankness was not because of his trust in them, but because his status as a master of violence could not be shaken by any of their actions, including reporting.

"Everyone supports him."

The old guys whispered an answer that sounded ridiculous:

"He didn't take down everyone, but only the largest consortiums. You know, the ones who had previously bet that the apocalypse would not destroy the world."

Another guy chimed in:
"We all know that it was just a coincidence, and the bet was just a big gamble, because their financial situation was very poor at the time and they could not support the development of Starlink."

Another old man took over the conversation while holding a wine glass:

"Obviously, they won and they lost - they did win some opportunities to develop, but then Apocalypse really destroyed the world and their future was over.

As bettors in the old days... well, it's called 'venture capital' now. Almost all of their venture capital in the Mechanical Hive was confiscated by Chen Yan. Who can tolerate this?
So they became the main force supporting him...Victor Corleone, they gave money to support this madman's political lobbying work, gave it to others, gave him guns, all those dangerous things...that's how it came about. "

Barr Darkrod didn't understand that even the people in this inner and outer circle knew about these things, which meant that these things had been spread to everyone, and it meant that Chen Yan would definitely know about it soon after he came back - that Wei Wei. Corleone, is he so confident in his own strength?
Barr Darkrod has had some contact with the extraordinary society and knows that Chen Yan is some kind of very powerful extraordinary person. Combined with Victor Corleone's remarks, could it be that what Chen Yan is relying on is "Namo Quantum Entanglement" "Buddha"?

This thing...sounds like some kind of Asian evil god.

Is there no god of destruction in Apocalypse... It seems reasonable to be so hopelessly powerful.

The old guys in the small circle exchange information quickly. The situation in the mechanical hive is not good during this period. Once they are still thinking about their official career, they cannot meet and communicate frequently at this juncture. Today is an excellent opportunity.

"Actually, it's not just them. Who is the reputable person in this banquet hall who was not bullied by Chen Yan and was about to have his family destroyed, so he was ready to fight to the death? Victor Corleone just united them together."

"If you win, everyone will eat meat together. If you lose, Corleone will suffer alone. The law does not blame everyone... The law does not blame everyone!"

"Well, they are just trying to kill Chen Yan's soft-heartedness. When the time comes, they will leave all the dirty work to Victor Corleone. They are completely 'forced' - no matter whether they are or not, as long as they follow Chen Yan like this Yan said that with the merits they had made and the fact that they were very clean - they basically had no criminal records - it was impossible for Chen Yan to do anything to them."

Barr Dakrod heard more details, and thus verified the authenticity of what Victor Corleone said before - Victor Corleone agreed with everyone's calculations about these things. Clearly - everyone is very clear about this. "As for the other people at this banquet... they probably all have the same idea. They showed up at this banquet. If Victor Corleone wins by then, everyone can join in and get a share of the pie. If If he loses, everyone has nothing to lose.”

Barr Darkrod squinted his eyes:

"Don't you know that he just blew up the Z Group building and killed some very important people around Chen Yan?"

The guys laughed and said something to each other:
"This is the brilliance of Victor Corleone - he bombed the Chenyan Building and killed some core personnel, but perfectly preserved the peripheral cooperative enterprises and non-core staff. In this way, The power that Chen Yan organized to maintain the operation of the mechanical hive these days has not actually been damaged."

"No matter how emotional Chen Yan is, no matter what social and personal attributes he has, he is first and foremost a politician - all his actions reflect this. What he wants is absolute rule over the mechanical hive. All his Administrative actions and all efforts are based on this."

"Yes, it seems that we, including everyone who came to the banquet hall today, are the political foundation for Chen Yan to have power."

They suppressed their laughter:

"So, we won't suffer big losses!"

One guy added:
"Unless a new generation takes full power in a few decades, if Chen Yan is still alive at that time, there will be a reason to attack us - and we will be dead by then!"

One of them raised a glass:
"Here's a toast! He is a great politician who sacrificed everything for the long-term stability of the mechanical hive!"

While drinking and drinking, Bardakrod, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a decision and raised his glass to clink with them.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory and the food and benefits that victory would bring. Suddenly, someone asked:
"Speaking of which, where does this Victor Corleone come from?"

An unreliable voice answered this question in a low tone of disdain:
"I heard that he was originally a porter on the dock of Days Island, a mud leg from Franji. Before the apocalypse came, he was nothing. When the apocalypse came, he escaped from the dock and entered the mechanical hive. He was frightened and went crazy, and he became It’s like this now.”

The tone of discussion was filled with ridicule and disbelief:

"You were so scared that you reached the pinnacle of your life?"

They didn't care, they just wanted to show their contempt:
"Who can say this kind of thing? Maybe he made omnic modifications after the apocalypse, or maybe he believed in some evil god, maybe... maybe the tsunami inspired his potential when he was on the dock. Who Do you know?"

They said something to each other:
"Anyway, he got lucky. Who can say for sure about luck?"

"Luck is completely unreliable, but without luck nothing can be accomplished!"

"Who knows what to do next? No one knows what will develop next, so now that you have the opportunity to seize benefits, you should quickly grab these benefits in your hands. Luck will be fleeting and come to you. You have to hurry up when the time comes!”

"By the way, where did the ingredients for this banquet come from? The roast goose tastes weird."

"They are all quick-frozen inventory from the previous logistics center. They can be stored for six months. If you keep them, they will probably be distributed by Chen Yan to those poor people. Corleone did the right thing by opening the warehouse and taking out these things. We are the ones who let them Without us, the power of the mechanical hive to operate, those mud-legged people will definitely become blind!"

They laughed, their smiles filled with cheerful disdain.

"It's a waste for poor people to eat chicken, duck and fish. Now the factories are not operating, and small workshops can't accommodate many jobs. The poor people stay at home all day long and eat relief food. They are completely excrement-making machines!"

There was a hint of indignation in their voices unconsciously:

"Chen Yan is quite normal sometimes, and the restoration of the mechanical hive infrastructure should be said to be a credit.

But why should the white rice be distributed to the poor? What a sin! "

"He is probably afraid that the poor will cause riots. There are only a few of us, and there are 50 poor people in this mechanical hive. Even if you kill them all, you still won't have the strength to transport all the bodies out.

Besides, without this labor force and without this labor force to create a new labor force, who will maintain the operation of the mechanical hive in the future?
There are always people who have to work. I think this is what Chen Yan meant by setting up a compulsory school - to train children to learn skills and later enter various departments to maintain the basic operation of the mechanical hive.

A point I have always insisted on is that Chen Yan is a very mature politician and sociologist. Everything he does is to maintain the operation of the entire society without caring about any personal gain——

Have you seen him making a lot of money? Have you seen the chaos in his personal life? Do you see him wasting resources on the tacit privilege of everyone? He doesn't have any!
His only stain was that when he was seizing the W District chaebol, he moved a box of wine into his company building - but what kind of stain is this? ! "

Everyone echoed and raised their glasses together.

"A feast for you!"

They praised him, and then continued along their lines:

"I have a different view than everyone else. I think his fatal flaw is not soft-hearted, but some kind of inexplicable self-confidence. He always has an inexplicable belief that he can really save everything, even if the situation is getting worse. , he also insists on doing these things to try to save everything——

I think, from a psychological point of view, he has some kind of personality defect - he has an obvious savior plot. In fact, I don't quite understand where his savior plot comes from.

If you look at it from these perspectives, this perspective can explain the motivations for everything he has done up to now.

This is his fatal flaw, and it is also the core point of conflict between everyone present and him. "