I really don't want to hang up

Gnome or goblin, Albert didn't care, and neither did Hannibal.

In their view, these green-skinned little guys are all the same, and there is no need to classify them.

Even if people don't distinguish each other because of their skin color, why are goblins of the same skin color so clearly distinguished?

Hannibal knew very well that subdividing individuals within a race would only intensify internal conflicts.

For goblins, this is not a good thing.

Of course, for humans, it's a different story.

Albert brought Hannibal because there was a goblin, wrote a paper, and it wasn't bad.

Let Hannibal review it, and if appropriate, he may vote for "Liu Zike".

The goblins warmly received the two of them, which was not much different from the usual company technology research institute, except that the goblins were more attentive.

It doesn't take too much time to read the paper, Hannibal's value, but some experiments need to be repeated.

Albert also took Hannibal to show the newly built laboratory on the island. Instead of experimenting on mice, experiments on goblins were directly conducted here.

In the eyes of the elves, the green-skinned, brainless and savage goblins are not of the same species as themselves, and are no different from mice.

If they can, they even want to kill those stupid goblins to maintain the average IQ of their race.

Looking at the materials in the laboratory, Hannibal frowned.

Even if he uses executed prisoners as his laboratory, he will still be wary of the sacred code.

What these goblins do is brutal.

Oh, Hannibal forgot, they weren't human in the first place.

This kind of humane thing doesn't apply to goblins.

Hannibal doesn't have much humanity, he's just assessing this creature and confirming that the other party has a big flaw in empathy.

After the visit, Hannibal and Albert set foot on their way back.

And the team responsible for welcoming them enthusiastically waved their arms at the pier, like a licking dog showing its kindness to its owner.

When the ship disappeared on the horizon, the smiles on the faces of the goblins cooled, and the waving arms hung down like swords hidden in scabbards.

A goblin asked,
We have been at the mercy of others and enslaved by the company?

There was hatred in his voice.

No, of course not, my friend.

The leading goblin, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, whispered,

It won't be long before the company's technology is ours, the funds are ours, and after the death of President Albert, the company will be ours sooner or later, we are better and smarter than humans, the world should belong to us, not those monkeys !

His words resonated with many goblins present.

The elves look down on even the goblins of the same kind, let alone the humans who seem to be inferior to themselves in all aspects.

In Tianjing's eyes, human beings are just monkeys with better luck.

Even if the company rescued them from the goblin squad, gave them shelter, taught them language, literacy, taught them science, and made them competent for their jobs.

In these careful, but not a little grateful.

Their moral system is completely different from that of human beings, and there seems to be a gene called betrayal in their bones. Once they are strong enough, they can't wait to eat back.

...

For these goblins, they are easily among the best in the company.

Today it's just technology and finance.

After that, medical treatment, medical equipment...even crude mining!

Of course, elves don't bother to do this kind of physical work. They can let those savage goblins do it. The strength of those guys is best for doing mindless things, and they can be easily dismissed by just giving them a few bites.

The goblins on the island seem to be able to see that a better tomorrow is waving to them.

The world, sooner or later, will be theirs!

albert.

Hannibal stood on the deck, leaning on the railing, without turning his head to look at the island, with a worried look on his face,
These green-skinned guys, it's not a good thing to let them go on like this.

After only staying on the island for half a day, Hannibal could see that these goblins were not easy to kill.

it's OK.

Albert is very calm. Over the years, he has become more and more calm. It seems that his emotions have been withdrawn, he will not get angry, and he will not smile.

Do not worry.

Albert obviously had a plan for how to deal with the unstable factors among the goblins.

Seeing the other party's confident appearance, Hannibal couldn't help being a little curious, and asked,

why?
If the goblins are allowed to master a lot of wealth and technology, these cunning guys hide behind the scenes and can easily manipulate everything.

if this happens
Hannibal's eyes turned cold.

That might be a disaster.

why?
Without thinking about it, Albert replied,

The emperor is always in front of the tomb, and what is hiding behind the scenes is always behind the scenes, and it cannot become a climate.

If the goblin is hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything, then the goblin will always be the manipulator behind the scenes, and it doesn't make any sense to see the light and die.

If goblins come to the fore, they win a place in civilized society and climb to the top of the food chain.
Then human beings are willing to gamble and admit defeat, survival of the fittest, so what's the problem?

Competition is a game of winners and losers, and no one wins all the time.

Since the fall of the Kingdom of God, there has been no unfallen city in this world, let alone any miracles.

Immortality is the only miracle.

Eternals, when they participate in the progress of the world, their existence has real meaning.When the immortals hide behind the scenes, they are just observers of the world, not participants.

If goblins choose to hide behind the scenes, they're wasting their time, thinking they own the world, and that's all.

Of course, conspiracy theorists would love a story like this.

A real emperor is never afraid of stares, and will stand in front of the stage openly.

Listening to Albert's explanation, Hannibal nodded slightly, half understanding, but most of the doubts in his heart disappeared.

In fact, these are all nonsense.

Albert overturned all his previous argumentation process.

These things may work, but only as a fuse.

If one day, the goblins truly integrate into the civilized world, the development of things is likely to slip into the abyss step by step, as Hannibal feared, and become the master behind the scenes of the world.

Although this event may happen hundreds, or even thousands of years later.

However, this trend, in Hannibal's view, once started, is unstoppable.

At least he couldn't think of any perfect solution to solve this difficult problem.

Neither did Albert.

He believes in human beings, but human beings cannot overcome all crises, otherwise, the Qiyun Kingdom nearly three thousand years ago would not have perished.

Albert articulated his real solution:

There is an Immortal who has never forgiven the goblins.