Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 302 The Nature of the World

In the twilight, he shifted his gaze from the shimmering skyline down to the clean desktop, and the tip of the pen in his hand fell gently, landing on the yellowed note paper illuminated by the twilight.

"December 12, sunny.

I witnessed everything that happened last night.

Even if the decay at the end of life is so short, it is gorgeous enough, and the brilliance burst out of the gene of the snake dragon class at the moment of transcription makes me crazy!

However, I think that's still not the real me.

That's still not the end of me, and it shouldn't be the end of me.

"Skeleton" represents death, "corrupted blood" represents the plague, and "madness" represents the inability of the physical body to synchronize with the spirit.

After all, it was a monster that failed to evolve and was buried in the dust of history.

But what he did is still valuable.

He showed me one of my endings—

"Once the rot occurs, the rot cannot be removed" ending.

For me, this is a very valuable experience.

I am very happy, because this dangerous experiment with me as the experimental product has finally achieved results. Although the results are not good, they are still precious.

In the future, I will take this as a lesson and be more careful. "

When he wrote this, his writing paused for a moment, as if he had made a decision after thinking about it, and continued to write:

"Before 2 o'clock in the morning today, that Ying countryman named after wolf almost killed all the intruders.

This is not surprising.

As long as it is something that can be resolved by force, it is not surprising to him.

Interestingly, he almost capsized in the gutter - I clearly saw that the spirit of enchantment from the choir interfered with his thinking and made him fall into a mental trap.

A person like him should have a strong will.

But he was still disturbed at the spiritual level, which shows that although his will is strong, he still remains "strong at the level of ordinary people".

I feel a lot less stressed.

Such a strong person still has weaknesses after all.

Everyone has weaknesses.

Any transcendent is by no means omniscient and omnipotent.

Even the gods are like this. "

He didn't know what to think of, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a very shallow, almost invisible dimple appeared on his pale face, and he continued to write:

"The forces that invaded this time have suffered heavy losses, presumably those forces will restrain themselves a lot. At this juncture of the general election, no force will want to attract unnecessary attention——

The Mechanical Ascension Secret Order that likes to "plant screws" in the heads of creatures; the technological pilgrims of the choral group; the Geocentric Research Institute of the University of Midland; Byron Weiss;

There are also those small forces that are densely packed like stinky mice. They are numerous in number and vigorous in life. Unlike those big forces, even if some die, they will not have any impact on the whole—from this point of view, small forces are the safest. "

He looked out the window again.

The dawn light has changed from a sliver to countless numbers, the fish-belly white in the sky began to turn slightly red, and the bitter cold in the wind seemed to be dispelled by the gradually brightening dawn light.

There will be fine weather today.

He was inspired by such a dawn. What happened during this period made him suddenly enlightened. Some things that he couldn't understand before were all answered, and some things that he didn't understand before became clear.

His consciousness has been sublimated.

He cherished this hard-won inspiration very much, and was afraid that he would forget, so he quickly wrote.

"The final general election is about to begin, and no one can stay out of it.

So do I.

The makers of social rules represent the will of the world. We must win the general election—at least part of the general election, and have our own agents in the House of Representatives in order to affect the formulation of social rules and obtain sufficient benefits.

For ordinary people, profit is just to have enough food.

For people like me, interests are for more resources: money, power, connections—after all, they are resources to help oneself move to a higher place.

However, for a person who is originally in a high position, what is the benefit for?

They have already obtained this world, and their words and deeds are like the will of the gods, which can have an indelible impact on the world.

Is it just to not get pulled down?

No, they have already transcended that level and become [absolute masters].

But since they have become [absolute controllers], why do they organize a general election and hand over power to mortals?

I didn't understand it in the past, but after going through these days, I probably understand it now.

Maybe it's because their strength is not as strong as I imagined.

They did not want to give power to mortals, but they had to give power to mortals.

When the snake rides in the fog, it turns into dust.

Even if they are extraordinary, one day they will lose control, rot, become monsters with neither human nor ghost, and die in the dust of history, just like the dragon of bones last night.

People will die.

Life will eventually die. "

Under the increasingly intense dawn light, the colorful scales on his chest shone brightly.

The rules he had learned transformed him in some way.

As the strokes get faster and faster, the colorful scales become brighter and brighter.

"Precisely because they are not that powerful, and precisely because their lives will eventually perish, they made a [Non-war Covenant]——

In order to make the rule last longer, for long-term interests, to integrate all resources, and to reach a higher level of life, they need the world to be stable enough.

They also have awe in their hearts—

They are in awe of this world, they are in awe of all living beings, and they are in awe of the small and fragile life in the world that is thriving all the time.

A man who is as useless as a man can also slay the legendary ancient dragon with a sword.

Ordinary people who are as ordinary as him may not be unable to perform feats like him once they hold a sword in their hands. "

The nib of the fountain pen was so hard it almost scratched the paper.

"Revere life, reverence everything. "

He let out a breath, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but even though he felt tremendous pressure from these eight words, he was still very excited.

He knew that he had discovered the underlying rules of society.

That is something more precious than everything he has now.

That is the nature of this society, and even the world.

The same is true of [The Pact of No War].

From this point of view, [The Covenant of No War] protects not ordinary people, but extraordinary people! "

He was astonished at the terrible fact he discovered, and trembled so much that his pen trembled violently.

"The makers of social rules make everyone abide by the [no-war agreement], which is the basis for the maintenance of the [extraordinary side] of this empire.

Once the [Non-war Covenant] is broken, the extraordinary will be exposed to the sight of mortals, and great fear will spread rapidly among the tens of millions of people in the empire.

Transcendents are not butchers, and most of them have close ties with the world, but once the existence of Transcendents is exposed, how will they deal with themselves?How would mortals react?Let a group of inhuman monsters live in harmony by their side?
How can it be!

I can't imagine a future like that. "

He wrote again:
"Revere life, reverence everything. "

He let out a long breath and looked up at the much brighter sky.

The vision is a bit blurred, because it is the time of cooking in the morning, and the residents of the old city, the lower city and the industrial area of ​​Yanan City have burned cheap coal, and the coal ash discharged randomly from the chimneys rises up, gradually obscuring Sky.

Just like the mornings in all the cities of the empire for the past ten years.

Fortunately, the corner building was high enough, the height of 50 floors was enough for him to see the sun exposed on the skyline beyond the smog layer formed by part of the soot.

No matter what happens in the world, the sun always rises.

He felt something in his heart.

When I put down the pen again, the tip of the pen was already stable and no longer trembling.

"The general election is approaching, and Yanan City will be more turbulent, because some actions of the Conservative Party are too excessive. They broke the balance and wanted to swallow the entire Yanan City.

They have lost their respect for life.

They went too far.

Obviously, some people know the need to be in awe of life enough, and some don't.

Those who know the rules remain in awe, while those who don't know the rules are unscrupulous.

I hereby prophesy that the Adams boy, a young man named Leonardo, must die in some gutter, worse than a mangy dog.

Because he broke the rules, because he didn't have the slightest respect for life in his heart, because he played with life wantonly!

The downtown area is already in chaos. Even in my building, some workers have begun to do evil in groups.

The situation in other corner buildings is similar.

That is an unimaginable number of people, that is an unimaginable number of lives.

Once there is a force that can organize them, once thousands of workers are organized together, once they rush into the workshop with their poor, rusty tools, no one can stop them!

But that was too difficult.

The power that can organize them is too difficult to appear.

The current workers are nothing more than a bunch of savage and despicable bandits.

No one can organize them.

nobody. "

As he wrote this, an inspiration suddenly appeared in his head:
'That's enough for today. '

He closed the notebook, placed the covered pen horizontally in the center of the notebook, straightened the collar of his white shirt, which had no wrinkles, and stood up.

He needs to record everything, and this behavior has been going on for a long time, because he is afraid that one day he will lose his memory due to loss of control, and this kind of thing happens from time to time among superhumans.

Once he loses his memory due to loss of control, the past events and insights recorded in the notes will help him get out of the state of loss of control as soon as possible - this is the method that Xanthium once taught him.

For him, although Xanthium is a lunatic, he has a lot of practical knowledge, which can help him a lot.

He was going to attend a meeting today as "Liang Ansheng". That meeting was an extension of the meeting in the tavern in the lower city a few days ago. The last time he was interrupted by a ninja, but this time it had to go on.

Even if he doesn't want to, he must participate on his own.

This meeting will be the beginning of some important social phenomena in Yanan City in the next three years, and it will also be the next opportunity for him to grasp his destiny.

He stood up, put on a black gentleman's suit, and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)