The Riddler Get Out of Terra

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"This is……?"

The Yeti team looked at the shining dishes in front of them with wide eyes. In other words, in the eyes of the Wendi team who were short of food and clothing, even the fat floating on the soup had a lustful light!

The white gas of the tomato and beef soup brought warmth under the lighting of the canteen, and the mellow taste of the potato stewed beef was so appealing. Yang Ke took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of milk added by the chef.

Chicken patties, chicken wings, chicken legs and even a whole feathered beast set meal are placed on a smooth and shiny white porcelain plate in an artistic way. Ordinary porcelain tableware made by an industrial base imitating the porcelain making method of the ancient kilns of the Yan Kingdom. There is something strangely beautiful about appearing on the table of rugged Ursus cuisine.

At the corner of the meat meal, vegetable salads, fresh cucumbers and raw tomatoes cut into several sections were all placed on small plates, with fresh and tender water drops after cleaning, waiting for the guests to taste.

This is a round table. The person who set it up has taken into account the number of people in the Yeti team and placed armchairs one by one. On the edge of the table facing the chairs, a large white porcelain bowl sits leisurely - on the periphery of the dishes, rice and noodles Even the "steamed buns" and "baozi" ordered by Yanguo's noodles are steaming.

There is even a heated milk jug containing freshly processed milk next to the cup next to the table.

So rich…

Even Shuangxing couldn't help but swallow.

Chapter 75 Night School

"Eat, it just allows me to taste the apprentices' cooking skills and judge whether their cooking skills are unfamiliar."

Qiao Lun pushed aside a seat without hesitation and sat down. Honglong picked up a chicken leg and took a bite without any fuss about etiquette. There was no courtesy at all like when Yan Guo invited guests to dinner.

This style of behavior that can be directly linked to the level of insult in the Yan Kingdom was carried out in the tundra. Seeing the base owners sitting down directly and opening their mouths to eat, the alienation of the Snow Monster team immediately dropped. Shuangxing looked at it. The team members who were eager to try reluctantly came out and sat on the seats next to Qiao Lun.

As the captain took his seat, the other snow monster teams immediately followed to choose their seats. Yang Ke followed his eldest sister Shuangxing, Ye Weier followed Yang Ke, and Big Bear took his seat next. Savile took the minor and sat behind Big Bear...

After sitting down, the hungry snow monsters began to eat with their chests pressed against their backs. It was indeed interesting to experience various base life experiences in the afternoon, but it was inevitable to be exhausted due to lack of experience.

They didn't pay attention because of the conversation with Qiao Lun before, but now when they saw the good food that they couldn't usually eat, the Yeti team almost hungrily took the food and swallowed it in their mouths.

"Don't grab it, Big Bear! Leave me a bowl of soup!"

"Yang Ke, stop it! Savile is taking Vicali with him! He is still a minor, leave some for Vicali!"

"No need, no need! Brother Yang Ke has worked hard all day, so it's okay to eat more!"

"Him? I've never seen him take Dad's class seriously! He probably asked Savile to take notes again!"

"Ah this..."

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The young man's shouts caused chaos everywhere at the dinner table. After all, Qiao Lun was just a clone. After taking a few bites, he put down his knife, fork and spoon, and turned to look at Shuangxing:

White Rabbit was different from his friends. Although the food in front of him was very rich, Frost Star was not in his mind and didn't know what he was thinking.

Snapped--!

Shuangxing was awakened by the snapping of fingers in her ears. She followed the direction of the sound and looked towards the source, only to find a transparent place appeared in Tartarus's palm - it reflected the dining window of the canteen, although due to the arrangement of plates and Because of the lighting, it is far less glamorous than what the Snow Monster Team is eating now, but anyone with a little common sense can tell that the two are the same dish.

"Actually, these are the dishes in the canteen today. The head chef just took the senior brothers to contact the apprentices.

It's just a plate presentation. "

Qiao Lun lowered his voice and blinked narrowly:

"There are no high-end items that are only for the leader. Integration doesn't care about these. Eat it quickly!"

The White Rabbit nodded to Jolon sheepishly, and even the Castor ears on his head were a little red. The White Rabbit quickly scooped himself a bowl of soup with a spoon to cover up his embarrassment of worrying.

But she soon discovered a problem:

Except for the first time when Qiao Lun took some of every dish and ate it regardless of his manners, the red dragon never took a bite of food.

So she asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Tartarus, what about you? Why don't you eat?"

"I'm sorry to say it now, but in fact, my current body is just a clone. It can be regarded as a combat specialization at most. I eat to taste the taste and provide guidance to my apprentices. But if I eat too much, I will be suspected of wasting food. "

Qiao Lun explained in a low voice.

For some reason, White Rabbit's mood seems to have dropped a bit?

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"How does it taste? The all-you-can-eat until full surprise is not bad, right?"

Seeing that the Snow Monster team was full of wine and food, Qiao Lun stood up with his eyes on the world and asked them.

"I'm full, I'm really full! Thank you Mr. Tartarus for the surprise!"

"I can't eat anymore, I really can't eat anymore... It feels so good!!!"

"Thank you Mr. Tartarus for dinner, what should we do now?"

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Words of thanks were everywhere, but Qiao Lun didn't care about them. After having enough food and milk, he continued to invite:

"Would you like to check out the night school at Base 36? It's almost time for ideological education, so you can go check it out."

The snow monsters looked at each other: "Won't it bother you?"

"No, you can even refute something that is wrong and you don't understand." Qiao Lun smiled.

Although they always felt that something was wrong, the Snow Monster team finally followed the red dragon to the teaching area on the second floor. During the day, this is a classroom for children to learn writing skills. At night, it is a classroom for adults to learn more information. stage.

"Today is the political answer time that is held every three days. This is not the first time for you all. Many of you have also read the current political analysis I wrote. Do you have anything to ask?"

The Snow Monster team was hiding behind a classroom, and Yang Ke let out a strange scream in a low voice: The person standing there making the noise was not a living person, of course, nor a dead person. There was a light screen glowing in the classroom at the moment. There, you can see that the room decorated with classrooms inside Base 36 is full of people.

"The classrooms are randomly selected, and the base will hold an ideological mobilization meeting every three days," Qiao Lun lowered his voice and told the members of the Snow Monster Team: "I think it is better to let the companions understand what, why, and how to do it than to learn the technology. more important."

Shuangxing's eyes moved, and when he was about to say something, the student reflected in the light review asked a question:

"Teacher Tata, everyone has heard you talk about the political situation in Ursus for a day or two, but until now, we actually only have a little understanding of it. What's the point of doing this? Everyone just needs to survive?"

Is it such a sharp question to ask right from the start?

Froststar fell silent.

This is also the problem faced by the Yeti team.

They only have revenge driven by hatred, and they must seize the time to capture the Ursus mines and rescue the infected every day, but this is a drop in the bucket and has no impact on the entire Ursus's harsh policy towards the infected.

"Then I also want to ask a question. Everyone in the base is infected, persecuted by the Ursus, and thrown into a mine that never sees the light of day. Who is the source of so much pain for us?"

Teacher Tata didn't care about anything else. He was still so graceful and confident, with a firm light in his eyes.

During the day, this light can make children obediently listen to lectures and learn the words and grammar in books. At night, this light can also make infected people no longer pay attention to the technical books in their hands, and instead focus on listening to the integration leader Tartarus. sound.

Chapter 76 Night School

"picket!"

As soon as Dr. Tata finished asking, someone answered loudly on the desk and chair in the classroom. Judging from the way he dressed, the calluses on his hands, and the accessories he carried, this young man should be an infected person who was driven out of the farm in the tundra. .

"And the Security Bureau!"

Someone else shouted, and Shuangxing could clearly hear it. The shouter's voice was full of resentment and anger that couldn't be washed away, and despair and pain that couldn't be wiped away were condensed in the woman's voice.

"Also, there are those factory owners! They were the ones who infected our family and killed little Bella!"

There was a man who was shouting at the top of his lungs. He almost shouted at the top of his lungs. The hatred that could never be washed away in the sentence was no less than the previous two. There were others who shouted together:

"Reporters", "spies", "ordinary people"...many targets that Shuangxing had never thought of were named one by one by these infected people who were repeatedly persecuted in the city and the tundra. The shocking results shocked the entire Snow Star. The strange team felt depressed.

There were also infected people shouting in the classroom they randomly found. Even if the doctor Tata couldn't hear it, the angry victims couldn't suppress the depression in their hearts that had been repeatedly suppressed. They followed their companions in the light screen and shouted what they should. I shouted out all the things that shouldn’t be shouted out.

A fanatical atmosphere is lingering in the classroom, and the sight of demons dancing, crying and shouting can make people who don't know the inside story feel chilled all over.

, the infected person has been continuously hunted by Ursus since the infection, and the senses of never-ending peace are aroused. The adults who participated in the night school are angry, and their words are full of revenge.

Just a little jump at this time...

"stop."

The roar continued for a while. When everyone took the opportunity to vent their sorrow by shouting out Ursus' persecution and cruelty to the infected, doctor Tata stopped the scene that was so frenzied that it was starting to get out of control.

He heard everyone's shouts, even if they were all curses and [Usas swear words], his expression did not change. Obviously his magnificent and beautiful appearance symbolized the upbringing of an elite family, but when he listened to the vulgar shouts of the infected, his expression remained calm. , receive them one by one carefully.

Qiao Lun's prestige in every infected base is supreme. When he shouted to stop, even the adults who were not in his sight and led by other teachers stopped speaking.

"Pickets, city guards, whistleblowers, gang leaders, and even factory owners who broke their promises..."

Tartarus, who was standing in the light curtain, just pointed at the blackboard. The types of personnel called out by the infected occupied half of the blackboard. Everyone was silent, and Tartarus talked eloquently:

"These are all direct persecutors. Some of them arrest people, some of them just watch, some of them just deliberately infect employees and then report them. There are also scumbags who are bored, poor and happy, and take pleasure in beating infected people to death."

"There are too many external forces that persecute the lives of infected people. From farms to cities, from factory owners to small merchants, even vegetable vendors are eager to see the infected people suffer misfortune - so, do many of us feel that it is normal? People are our enemies?”

He paused for a while, then asked a somewhat uneasy young man to stand up and answer: "Really? Anlovsky?"

"Chief, this shouldn't be the case, right?"

The young man twisted his face and said reluctantly - although it was very satisfying to frame all ordinary people as revenge targets based on impulse, but in the face of Tartarus's calm and indifferent eyes, Anlovsky was finally I don't dare to think too hard.

"Let me give you an example. A person lives in a city. Everyone in this city bullies him and makes his life worse than death. So he thinks that people in the whole world are so stupid and vicious. He Do you think it’s right to take revenge on the whole world?”

Tartarus gave an example casually.

"..."

No one answered.

"I think everyone here understands what I mean: these people do not represent the entire group of ordinary people. In this case, revenge on all ordinary people? None of General Dong's cold jokes are so funny.

What's more, I can tell you that the number of infected people in the population of Ursus is actually far less than everyone thinks, in fact, it is less than one tenth. "

Tartarus drew pebbles one by one on the blackboard without writing. There were nine pebbles on the left and only one pitiful one on the right:

"Even if you don't take into account the difference in weapons and physical fitness, and just talk about the number of people, can the infected people beat ordinary people?"

The red dragon cruelly burst the bubble of the comfortable infected who were unwilling to face reality, using the most intuitive data to express his contempt for the idea of ​​"revenge on all ordinary people". No one in the audience spoke. Tartarus' Prestige allows no one to doubt that he is lying.

"So, we need allies, we need the poor people among ordinary people who are being persecuted like us, and we need to cooperate with these people to finally complete the ultimate task together - to resist the oppressors."

"This is the origin of the name of our organization, 'Integration'. We are not trying to integrate all infected people, we are trying to integrate all persecuted people!"

The widely disparity between the stones on the blackboard changed. A full seven stones were transferred to the poor little one who only had one stone. The distribution of power quickly changed to an overwhelming advantage on the right side.

But soon someone raised objections:

"But chief, although what you said is very good, ordinary people don't think so. They hate us and will report us to the city. Even the most harmless farm will not be willing to take in an infected person!"

"That's right," Tartarus agreed, but he quickly asked another question with a serious look:

"Then do you know why they hate the infected?"

"Maybe we are sick." Someone replied in a low voice.

"Really?" Qiao Lun rejected his idea: "Then why don't those lepers, bacilli patients, and infectious disease patients come to the tundra to mine? Why doesn't a person with a rotten wound and pus-filled appearance need to be treated by ordinary people? Report it and send it here?"

"Maybe it's because we are infected by the Origin Stone?" Someone else began to look for reasons unconfidently.

"Then why are no infected nobles thrown into the mines? Why are no infected generals thrown into the mines? Why are only ordinary people thrown into the tundra to die without hesitation, while dignitaries can calm down even if they are infected? So, even if you are discovered, you can still go to other countries?"

Tartarus asked again.

There was no answer this time.

"It's actually very simple. Why are infected people persecuted? Why are ordinary people held accountable by guards when they are beaten to death, but it doesn't matter if infected people are beaten to death? Why can everyone persecute infected people?"

"Because killing ordinary people will be punished, death penalty, imprisonment, torture... As long as they do it, they will face the powerful Ursus."

"Then why ordinary

When something happens to an infected person, someone is in charge, but when something happens to an infected person, no one is in charge? "

Tartarus just talked to himself, his red eyes blazing with flames, looking at the team of infected people who didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was so calm that it made people breathless.

He was waiting for an answer.

Chapter 77 Night School

"Because Usas [Usas expletive] didn't write us into the law at all!!! Because Usas [Usus expletive] doesn't care about my life at all!!!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore. He jumped up from the chair wildly, exchanging tears. The paint of grief, anger and despair was smeared on the middle-aged man's face. He howled, rolled up his sleeves, and pointed at the black crystals on his arms. Roaring loudly:

"Because Ursus just [Ursus expletive] wants the infected to die!!!!"

"That's right!"

Tartarus shouted angrily, directly suppressing the man who blurted out treasonous words in a moment of anger. The red dragon looked at his ferocious appearance with his hair and beard spread out, and the blood vessels on his neck were swollen, and roared back with a louder volume: