Is it really the Ark of Tomorrow?

Life is what people have to live

“Huh…”

Looking at the glowing sky outside, Li Lin took a deep breath and walked towards his booth.

If you want to say that it is absolutely impossible to improve Terra’s political environment, that would be too absolute.

But if this is a problem that can be solved in decades or a hundred years, it is absolutely impossible unless all those in power above die suddenly.

This is not a so-called problem of breaking the iron house.

The premise of the Iron House is that the enemy is really mortal, they will be afraid, they will have gaps, they will die of old age, and progress will eventually occupy the high ground.

This is an unstoppable historical process, because awakening means advanced productivity and power itself. The weapon of criticism is not as good as the weapon of criticism. It can only be realized under the desire of profit and morality and commonality. And this world is completely different.

It’s not the same at all.

Its natural soil does not have any changes.

This world really doesn’t allow it. There is evidence for this.

To give the simplest example, ore disease.

This world has had ore disease discrimination and records of ore disease since the beginning of writing.

The records of these diseases, the methods of infection, and the signs and conditions of ore patients have also been recorded for thousands of years.

Then, has it changed even a tiny bit in the thousands of years? No. No one acquires knowledge, education has not started, and people who infect the world with simple dust don’t know anything about it, and don’t plan to know it.

This kind of lethal weapon that can ruin a lifetime once it gets infected can even be used to play games between children, and can be used to frame fights between workplaces, but the whole world knows nothing about it. Really? Is it because these people are naturally stupid and unenterprising?

no. Rather, these things, these records, have long been artificially blocked for an unknown number of years. Everyone is consciously curbing the spread of this knowledge and allowing ignorance to expand. Is it because people in this world are naturally despicable and vicious? Li Lin believes that this may not be the case.

There is a force blocking all of this.

It came from the eternal void, and from those high and mighty figures.

They have followed the ancient way of life for thousands of years, and their era is still at that time.

If in the non-eternal world, this stubborn, conservative and decadent faction would gradually disappear over time, but this world is different, it’s the other way around.

With the progress of history, these decaying forces that have become more powerful will only expand their tentacles wider and wider. The gap between people is not a gap in knowledge, wisdom, or talent, but time, race, innate, and predetermined destiny from birth.

The most suitable political system for such a world is theocracy. Even so-called capital needs to unite the interests of the majority. But whether it is productivity, profit or combat effectiveness, it is never the people who really have the upper hand, but those princes and generals who are born with kindness. This world is born noble, and the existence of gods completely controls the power at the top. Spread from nothing.

The longer and ancient time they have experienced, the stronger and more prosperous their power will be, and the stronger the resistance to reform will be. And when thousands of years have passed, this kind of resistance can no longer be described by iron boxes and external forces.

It is a kind of obedience instinct that has been engraved into the genes like an instinct through the genetic inheritance of tens of hundreds of generations and the cultural imprint of thousands of years. Just like creatures are afraid of fire and darkness, they have formed an unbreakable steel seal, which is bound to the population forever.

Only their chosen heirs can inherit their power. Only the inheritors they choose can be allowed to pass on knowledge.

Currently, the only one left outside is Sarkaz’s kingship, and this kingship has been completely smeared and tarnished.

No matter how many countries, how many people, how many organizations, the corruption and stench will always linger at the upper level and will never relax. Forever and ever shrouded in this land.

Unless there are violent means that can solve everything, any action is meaningless. Their worldview is complete and logically self-consistent, and they live comfortably in the cesspit. It is not a house of iron that hangs over this world.

But hell.

not from the actual environmentIf you don’t think about it, just relying on your mouth to think that something can be done, that’s not an idealist, that’s a cerebral thrombosis, and a fool.

Even if there is a little bit of hope, it is hope, but there is not even the most basic little hope. How can we talk about breaking the cage? Both change and progress require the injection of fresh blood. What change do you talk about without fresh blood? By delusion?

Science and technology are the props they use to enhance their own abilities, and population is the sacrifice they use for consumption. Princes and generals are born with kindness. No matter how hard you work, the limit of what you can achieve lies there. You’re not of the right race, you’re not old enough, you’re just not up to the mark. Even if there is a saint king who wants to improve all this, he will soon counterattack and reckon after his death, and the government will die.

Many technologies and techniques in this world are inherited by blood, and rough stone skills are often passed on in a single line, maintained by natural blood. Their blood and innate identity are the source of productivity and progress. What can be liberated by liberating ordinary people? Tens of millions of ordinary people have been liberated, all of which are used for work and ordinary engineering transportation, and there is no way to match the work of the manipulators with inherited rough stone skills.

Such a world is naturally the carrier of theocracy, and those without blood are worthless.

It is not difficult to completely solve the foundation of this world, but Li Lin never wanted to reveal the solution.

In the world I was in back then, there were at least nine human subspecies, and there might actually be more. But in the final world, only a subspecies of Late Homo sapiens remained.

A war, an unprecedented war, a war that can bury everything in the world, destroy all races, and leave only one kind of war can fundamentally solve the vicious circle brought about by blood.

In the world I was in in the past, the history of human killing each other far exceeded the history of normal civilization development. All human subspecies slaughtered each other as instinctively, slaughtered those creatures that resembled themselves but were completely different, or married, or killed, turning the world into a species, and civilization could sprout.

But in today’s world, where hundreds of races have gradually merged and have their own racial consciousness, what can they do?

It was also a bloody battle for millions of years. Will there be a winner in the end?

…But anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

When he traveled to this world, he was not a human being, but a Vajvan orphan. Natural racial advantages will not let oneself starve to death or be killed by ore disease in a short period of time.

In addition, I also have a certain understanding of this world and the corresponding actions, and if I save my life, there is no special problem with my gunskills at close range, so the future may be the same as I was in the original world.

Becoming a cog in any big city has neither the possibility of promotion nor the risk of immediate death. Some serious illnesses or possible potential waves will tear up the seemingly bright future, but compared with people struggling in the wilderness and the poverty line, they are extremely happy.

“It’s better for me to live an honest life…”

Just work so honestly.

Looking at the gradually dazzling sunlight, Li Lin sighed and walked towards the intersection.

Then he bumped into the policeman who was towing his breakfast cart and the black and blue color scheme who were signing some forms.