Someone very vividly used a sentence to distinguish the difference between civilization and barbarism——

Barbarians eat meat with their hands and rub them on the hide after eating.

And civilized people eat meat with a knife and fork, and dip it on a napkin after eating.

Is there an essential difference between them?

In fact, there is no, eating meat is eating meat, not because of how gentle and elegant you are when you eat meat, you are helping the original owner of the piece of meat in your mouth.

You are just eating meat, and no one can change that fact.

But this is also a necessary process for the development and progress of social civilization. The law gives people a sense of shame when "eating meat", so they are so civilized and make themselves look so harmless.

It is worth noting here that they show such an appearance not for the capitalists of the same level, but for the middle and lower classes of society.

"Although we eat meat, we are not savage."

The amazing thing is that the middle and lower classes of society have adapted to this stupid set of rules under the indoctrination of capitalism. They can ignore the nature of the development and follow the script written by the capitalists for them.

But this is the federation, there is a "conspiracy atmosphere" from the capitalists everywhere, and there are lies everywhere!

"Anna told me that she learned a lot from you." Mr. Patou shook hands with Lynch, and the two walked aside and chatted.

Everyone here has the badge of the Holy Peace Association on their chest, and Lynch has it too, but his badge is a first-level member.

There are rules for upgrading within the Holy Peace Society. It does not mean that you have joined the organization for a long time, or you are rich, and you can upgrade.

No, the system of the Holy Harmony Society is not so simple and stupid. If you want to get an upgrade here, you must have a certain number of members nominated for you, and then you can get the attention of the Holy Harmony Society Management Committee, and then check to determine whether give you a chance.

What are the benefits of being a Premium Member of the Holy Peace Society?

The benefits are many...

Lynch withdrew his gaze from Mr. Patou's third-level badge, and then smiled naturally but also hypocritically, "We will learn together and make progress together."

Mr. Patou was stunned for a moment, saying such hypocritical words from Lynch's mouth not only would not give people any disgust, but a sense of self-deprecating joy.

He smiled and patted Lynch's arm, but he didn't pat Lynch's shoulder, because this action was very impolite and easy to offend others.

"You are very humorous, Lynch!" He said after a pause, "After the last incident, I prepared a gift for you, and I have never found a suitable opportunity to talk to you about this matter, if you If you have time, you can go to my manor."

Lynch suspects that this gift has not yet been born, it only exists in Mr. Patou's mouth, but it should be born tomorrow, so he gave Mr. Patou time to prepare the gift.

"I'm free next Tuesday."

"Then we'll talk after we meet next Tuesday."

He shook hands with Lynch again, then parted.

When Lynch turned around, he saw a fat man unexpectedly.

He was wearing a decent suit.

A lot of times people think that fat people are funny in high society situations because their clothes make them look like a clown.

Most people's stereotype of the fat, rich man always rests on the button that's about to snap, and the belly that's always shy.

But it is not.

Some tailors may cost twenty to thirty or thirty to fifty for a piece of clothing, but for some tailors, a piece of clothing costs hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands.

Tailors are not the same as tailors. Those "classical capitalist images" used to numb the nerves of the people in the lower society cannot be regarded as real phenomena. This kind of thing cannot happen in the upper class.

The fat man in front of Lynch's eyes, his clothes are very decent, there are no tight buttons, even if he is really fat, but when you see him, you will not feel that his fatness has caused any burden on his image!

Good tailors know how to make a suitable, decent, docile dress for the big guys, and that's what they do for a living.

There are really those with bad brains, and they have no chance to serve the big men.

The fat man is still eating.

Others are naturally socializing, chatting, or expanding their contacts, but this fat man is holding a plate and starting to eat the food on the cold table.

He's like an outlier, but no one can get in here, but few are truly outliers, maybe that's how he treats his work life.

Or maybe his status is enough that he doesn't even need to be perfunctory, directly revealing that he is not afraid of being looked down upon by others.

At this time, Mr. Wardrick came over. He had just finished talking with others, and saw that Lynch had just finished talking and walked towards him.

As soon as he walked this way, there was a clear purpose, and those other people who wanted to talk to him, or to talk to Lynch, stopped temporarily.

Even in the Holy Harmony Society, classes exist.

"Who is that guy?" The two of them knew each other very well, and they almost became a family, so sometimes some boring and hypocritical greetings can be given up.

Lynch raised his chin towards the fat man, and Mr. Wardrick turned around with a glance out of the corner of his eye, "Peleus."

"It sounds like a name from an ancient myth." Lynch took a sip from the glass and satirized the name.

Mr. Wardrick nodded and said, "Yes, the name of the **** of war in mythology."

"Really?" Lynch looked a little surprised. Very few people... No, basically no one would give a god's name to their child.

This will make many people uncomfortable. In this era of technology that is not yet considered a big explosion, theology still has a very deep soil. Even now, nearly 75% of the people in the Federation believe that God really exists. , it's just that they don't come out very often.

People's exploration of nature is still in its infancy. People believe that there are splendid palaces above the sky, that there is a temple of the sea **** hidden in the bottomless trench, and that there is a residence of the **** king on the moon...

So in an era when people still feared gods, it took more than just courage to name one's own children a god.

Those fanatics will go mad because this is blasphemy!

Mr. Wardrick had a . . . mocking expression on his face. "He and your friend, Truman, are good friends."

"What does this guy say?"

"His ancestors were the first soldiers to come to this continent, and they were also officers with the highest rank. If the army is considered an industry, then his family holds a considerable industry in this field, you understand. I mean?"

By the way, Mr. Wardrick also reminded, "The Vice Admiral whose freedom is temporarily restricted, you know, is one of his grandfathers."

"He has several such grandpas..."

Lynch has always believed that people can change their destiny and overcome God's will as long as they work hard, and this has nothing to do with birth.

But at this moment, he was a little dazed. Some people said that the descendants of the big family stood at the end of many people as soon as they were born.

Then this guy, as soon as he was born, he stood in the sky!

"No wonder he's so... strong." Lyn Qi found a word and gave a small compliment, as if the sarcasm in his words had never happened.

Mr. Wardrick liked Lynch's expression at this time, because few things can make Lynch feel frustrated, but Peleus made him feel a clear sense of powerlessness.

But soon his helpless expression disappeared, replaced by a very special smile, confident, sunny and clean.

"Actually speaking, he and I are also partners and friends?"

Mr. Wardrick was helpless. He seemed to know what Lynch was thinking, and then nodded, "This is your power."

"Excuse me then..."

Lynch pleaded guilty and took the initiative to walk to Peleus' side, holding a dinner plate and looking like he was going to get something.

"Can you tell me what is better?" Lynch asked suddenly.

Peleus was stunned for a moment. He looked to the left and right, and then to the right. He asked with a less confident face, "Are you asking... me?"

Lin Qi nodded as a matter of course, "Of course, should I ask those people who pretend they are not hungry even if they are hungry?"

He looked disdainful and pouted, "I don't know if they are hungry, but I am hungry and want to eat something."

Peleus hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a dish that was beautiful, but lacked half of it, "This is not bad, it's delicious."

This dish... It looks like semi-circles with a diameter of about an inch are buckled on the plate, the color is also very beautiful, and there is a beautiful sauce on the side, it looks really delicious.

Lynch sandwiched one, then poured the sauce and tasted it, "It's really good, I can only eat it as some kind of meat, but I'm not sure what kind of meat it is~lightnovelpub.net~ The taste is also very good."

It's very refreshing, but it's not difficult to refuse. When you bite the surface, the gravy and some special scented oils are released, which will bring a higher level of delicious experience!

Honestly, it's not unpalatable, and it's delicious.

"What is this?" Lynch made another one.

Peleus seems to be very happy that Lynch likes the food he recommends, and even he has a lot of goodwill towards Lynch, "This is venison. There is a piece of meat as thick as a finger between the neck of the deer and the sternum."

"That's where the meat came from!"

Lynch glanced at the dinner plate again, he could already imagine that to make such a plate of meatballs, at least dozens of deer were slaughtered.

But who cares?

Doesn't this just reflect the value and meaning of wealth?

He ate the second meatball, then took the napkin, wiped his hands, and stretched out, "I'm Lynch..."