Pioneering

"Not free, I would rather die!"

At the forefront are the genetically modified warriors of the Yaxia Standing Legion. After innate genetic selection and energy immersion, ordinary warriors in the Yaxia Empire now have combat effectiveness close to the first level.

"Liberty and security, liberty and life!"

Citizens who took action voluntarily risked their lives to deliver logistical supplies to the soldiers despite the frequent killings of drones.

"First you have freedom, then you can truly have bread!" The literati who were limited by genes and environment to "pens" mustered up the courage to express the articles they wanted to write for the first time in their lives.

Articles with sharp words and direct references to the soul were formed from their hands, and spread to the entire Asshai Empire through "divine magic. Voice transmission" and the network channels occupied by the rebels.

"You can live without surveillance!" The workers took the initiative to work overtime to produce the supplies needed for the front line.

"I never want the next generation to be a slave again!" Ordinary single young people say.

"Your Majesty, please give us our freedom!"

A man wearing the light blue uniform of a thought police officer stood outside the walls of the majestic Yashai royal palaces. While directing the freedom defenders in New Chang'an to storm the inner city, he abstractly shouted words that were very different from his identity.

……

In the palace, a middle-aged man in fine clothes listened to the sound of the exchange of fire. He sat on the throne with his eyes closed and calmly asked the captain of the guard and commander of the guards.

"Is the First Legion here?" Yashai V asked with his eyes closed, listening to the scorching sounds of the battle outside.

"Commander Anson said... the First Special Warfare Corps encountered extreme weather..." Guard Captain Yoder replied.

After a short moment of silence, Yashai V continued to speak: "Where is the second legion?"

"General Holder had a sudden stroke, so..." Yoder replied.

"Stroke?" Yashai V on the throne laughed angrily, "Where are the two lieutenants? Where are the staff?"

Yoder frowned and said: "A drunk driver hit and broke a pedestrian's leg and is being prosecuted; another turned himself in and embezzled military funds and asked to be tried. The process is going through.

Staff officers... The staff officers ate rotten mushrooms at a dinner party and are still in the hospital. "

"Okay, okay, what a coincidence!" Yaxia V's eyes showed a cold light, "Then the third, fourth... forget it, just say which special operations regiment is coming!"

Yoder said silently: "...Your Majesty, we can only rely on the Guards Corps now."

"What did the Church of Fortune say?" Yashai V asked, suppressing his anger.

"The church said, the church said... they have no religious registration quota all year round, and they have disbanded the church armed forces according to your order. They want to help, but they are unable to do anything." Guards Commander Yoder said.

hiss~ha~
boom! ! !
Yashai V took a sharp breath, punched the royal family, and said: "Three million extraordinary warriors, ten legions, not one of them came!!!

Not a single one of the 20 billion believers in the Wealth Church, which has inherited divine blood for thousands of years, is connected to the royal family and enjoys preferential treatment from the state, has come! ! ! "

"Watching the fire from the other side? Bastard, this is rebellion, this is rebellion!" Yashai V roared angrily.

"This is rebellion! Shameless rebellion!

Damn it, these untouchables, shameless untouchables!

How dare they?How dare!
Their food, clothing, shelter, and everything they use are all gifts from me, and they are all mine!
How dare they rebel against me!

Shameless!mean!ungrateful! "

"It must be the despicable foreign forces. It must be these despicable people who have received the benefits of the foreign forces!"

An unhealthy blush appeared on Yashai V's face, and there was incredible and indescribable resentment between his brows, and he roared at the top of his lungs.

"No," Joad muttered.

"What did you say? Louder!" Yashai V waved his hand and motioned for the captain of the bodyguard who had been raised by him to come forward and speak.

Yoder is different from ordinary pregnant women who take out fertilized eggs for gene editing. He is a "new human being" created by Yashai V himself by referring to the excellent genetic model and blood relationship principles accumulated by the empire over the years, encoding one base pair by one base pair. .

He was born in a breeding barn. He had no parents, or perhaps Asshai V was his father.

He is the "strongest barrier" designed by Yashai V for his relatively fragile wizard body.

Asshai V, who experienced the assassination of his father Asshai IV, became more suspicious than ever. The purely artificial human bodyguard Jod and Queen Monsar Linda were the only people who could get close to him.

"Your Majesty, this is against the rules." Yoder looked down at the floor tiles, his black bangs covering his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Oh, this is an order!" Yashai V said without question, "What is the first article of the new constitution of the Yashai Empire?"

"The Emperor's orders are above any law and are at the highest level of the Constitution. Anything that violates Article [-]..." Yoder recited in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Okay, Joad, don't carry it anymore. There are no thought police here, and you can't be a thought prisoner.
Come forward and talk.What did you say? Yashai V said impatiently.

Yoder silently lowered his head and walked closer, taking one step at a time, as if he was counting the number of floor tiles.

He came closer, so close that no one except the Queen had ever been so close to him: "Your Majesty, I was saying 'no' just now."

"'why no?"

"This is not rebellion, Your Majesty, this is a revolution!"

Before he finished speaking, Yoder raised his head suddenly, his dark blue pupils seemed to be burning, and there seemed to be a lion hidden in his fierce eyes.

The piercing light of the sword bloomed in front of the throne with an indomitable determination.

The sharp sword light also contained several powerful concentrated beams.

When the light dissipated, the captain of the guard flew out with a plop, and knelt down with his knees apart, his blood-streaked white bones pressed against a joint of flesh.

The hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

"Hey~" Yaxia V slowly stood up, and the dazzling magic light dissipated. He shook his head and glanced at the torn clothes on his shoulders, and then turned to look at the perfect Queen Meng who was sitting obediently beside the throne. Salinda said with a complicated expression,

"Joder, why did you betray me? Do you have any demands that I haven't satisfied?"

"Identity, position, reputation, title, wealth, residence, power, spouse... In what way have I wronged you?"

"why?"

"Why did you betray me too!!!"

The handsome and gloomy face of Asshai V was twisted together, without the mystery and omnipotence advertised in the sky, and looked like an angry cricket screaming towards the sky.

"And you, Monsalinda, your perfume smells great, right! How can I not forgive you? Do I need you to poison me and cooperate with others to assassinate me?"

"The best palace, the most fashionable clothes, the most delicious food, the most beautiful flowers, and the remaining tenderness in my heart, I gave you everything I could give you!!!" "Why did you betray me? Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Yashai V's bloodshot eyes poured into his eye nerves, forming dense bloodshot eyes, and he howled in despair, like a child who had lost a pet that had been with him for many years.

"I understand. You are afraid that I will fail and that those untouchables will attack me, right?"

"Don't be afraid, I have broken through to demigods, and I am still prepared. I will soon destroy these ungrateful pariahs!"

"Tell me, are you afraid, right? Tell me quickly!!!"

Yashai V stretched out his hand to release the spell and dragged the queen in front of him, staring at her with eyes like a man-hungry tiger.

"No!"

Queen Monsalinda suddenly raised her head, looked directly at him, swept away her previous cowardice and said bravely:

"No, my majesty, there is one thing that I love most, even more than I love you, but you have never given it to me. You hold it tightly and are so stingy that you never give me a single thing."

"impossible!"

Monsalinda spit out a mouthful of black blood from the corner of her mouth and said sarcastically: "How is it impossible! Have you ever given me the freedom I love most?

I have been a biological machine programmed by you since I was born.After I was born, my appearance, talent, personality, education, environment...everything about me, every step I took were all planned by you in advance.

My life is like a love simulation game arranged by you. I am the NPC in it, and you are the player who attacks me.

Am I an independent, living human being?Am I a machine made of flesh and blood or a puppet with a soul?Have I ever had my own thoughts?
I'm not even sure whether my current act of assassinating you was planned and arranged by you in advance! "

"Yes, my Majesty," Yoder struggled to straighten his bones and joints, relying on the support of Gangsha, and staggered to his feet, "I am also grateful for everything you have given me, but the freedom I love most, you He never shared any of it with me."

"Your Majesty, the "Population Lifespan Management Plan" you planned today is cleaning up the waste that you think is useless. Will I be the obstruction in your eyes tomorrow?"

"As a subject, I am unfaithful. As an Asshai, I have dealt with too many innocent people for you, and I am unrighteous. As an adopted son, I have fallen in love with someone I shouldn't have loved. Perhaps, I shouldn't have appeared. In this world..."

Yoder's gentle eyes focused on Monsalinda, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a black blood trail flowed out.

We can't be together in this life, not even in contact, maybe after death...

"Your Majesty, please give us freedom!"*2
After whispering this sentence in a tacit understanding, the two ended their lives in the poison.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Freedom, freedom, freedom from your mother! Freedom can give you food, freedom can give you work, freedom can make you a noble?!"

"It's me, it's me who gave it to you, all of you, it's me who rewarded you, everything you have is what I rewarded you with, and you still want freedom from me!!!"

"Die, die, die, die!"

Asshai V angrily cast a spell, trying to extract their souls from the two corpses, and a sentimental voice sounded from the palace.

"Those who are willing to give up freedom in exchange for security will ultimately gain neither freedom nor security." A vicissitudes of life man wearing a thought police detective's costume walked into the hall step by step.

This man's body is full of the flavor of a story. The wrinkles on his forehead are like the ravines of a river bed. His deep brown eyes seem to hold endless memories. His gray hair on his temples is like silver silk and his black hair roots complement each other.

There is a thick short beard on his chin, and each one is like a story.

The slightly pale skin was filled with the smell of blood and fire.

His voice was low and serious, with unspeakable enthusiasm.

"I also want to say something, Your Majesty, please give us freedom!"

"I, Moston Ellman, respectfully request His Majesty to abdicate!"

……

My name is Mauston Ellman, and I am a Thought Police Detective.

I hurriedly entered the office door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, passers-by looked at my rough blue uniform and dodged as if they had seen a ghost. This made it difficult for me to even take a taxi and I was almost late.

Pedestrians looked down at the road under their feet, as if their mouths were zipped. Even when they met acquaintances, they just nodded politely and refused to say another word.

Even at home, conversations between parents and children, and between spouses are so rare, and the occasional two sentences are full of the flavor of "Don't talk about state affairs."

This is undoubtedly our contribution.

Initially, I was proud of it.

Not only because this is a manifestation of our outstanding work ability, but also because this is how I feel, everyone should do what they should do, talk less and do more.

If you talk all day long, you might as well work harder and do your job well!
The empire has given you food, clothing and shelter, so what are you still complaining about?
……

Before handover, I took one last look at the countless surveillance images in front of me before leaving, and I thought sarcastically:

Perhaps these brainless guys have never thought that we no longer use plainclothes undercover tactics.

Now is the information age.

The pervasive electronic devices are our "eyes" and "ears".

I am very satisfied and enjoy my job.

Maybe, this is my destiny.

What's wrong with gene editing and model culture?

I really don't understand what those guys who make trouble all day think?

Everyone performs his duties and does his own thing, what's wrong with that?
Houses, living allowances, free education, free medical care...

Could it be that you eat less and drink less?

The only thing I regret is that I can't choose a wife by myself.

However, it can save a lot of unnecessary time and energy, what's wrong with it?

Your Majesty's "Marriage Matching Management Regulations" are a great gift to those losers who don't work hard, fools who can't even get married by their own abilities.
I comforted myself like this and returned home.

When I got home, I met the woman who changed my life. (End of chapter)