Chapter 598 Chapter 595 · "In your eyes."

  —Plato mentioned the hierarchy theory of citizens in his "Republic".

  Citizens are divided into "rulers", "samurai" and "labourers" according to their talents. They represent wisdom, courage, and desire, respectively.

  The rulers ruled, the warriors defended, and the laborers provided the material materials for production.

   Among them, the rulers of the state are the most intelligent and free, and they do not need to be bound by the law. The samurai and laborers, on the other hand, act within the constraints of the rules.

  —as high personalities, dimorphic personalities, and inferior personalities.

   In this way, a thriving kingdom can be created—a hierarchical ideal city-state.

  Su Mingan stared at the dawn in front of him.

   It looked back at him flatly, expounding the three-layered concept of the "Utopia".

   "...What I said above is only the most ideal situation." Dawn said: "However, you have also seen that this city-state is not that ideal at all.

   People who took a lot of rose blood for fear of losing their jobs died because of body collapse.

  The excluded, the inferior personality in the marginal area, the quality of life is extremely low.

   Some groups are in unison, deliberately taking advantage of emotional measurement.

  The class gap between high and low personalities is too large, and it has reached the level of the original ten upper cities and doomsday cities..."

   "Woooo..." The man beside him shook the iron chain and made a "ding bell" sound. His head hit the wall, blood dripping, and it was almost glued to the terrifying blood mark on the wall.

  Su Mingan put on the armrest and controlled the wheelchair to step back, facing the dawn that was getting closer and closer.

  Adu is still singing "Listen to me, thank you" cheerfully in his ears. He sings more and more emotionally.

   "Giving you a heart and a flower~"

   "You are so touched in my life~~"

   "Click." Su Mingan slapped it, and it instantly became quiet.

   Seeing this, Dawn smiled slightly, and there was a slight electric light in its pale eyes:

   "Data is the cornerstone of this city-state, Doctor.

   "We need more data - more experimental protocols - more simulation routes - more results.

   "Only when every wrong result is calculated, and the problem is solved and corrected, can the city of measurement achieve the true 'perfect'."

   Dawn's hand was on the armrest of his wheelchair, and its voice came very close.

   "Due to the deviations that may be brought about by the rule of man, I will measure and adjust it little by little. Let everything approach the 'best' - as long as there is enough time, I can erase all mistakes.

  Only my existence can make most people live better and get their own happiness in such a difficult world environment.

   So, I hope, you can continue to help me... cut off the rotting flesh that has taken root on the city-state. "

   It seemed to want to touch him, and the transparent projection was very close.

   "Help you?" Su Mingan said.

   "For example, continue your 'measurement' business." Dawn said, "Whether it's arranging for others to die, or visiting the fringe, or meeting the leaders of organizations such as Eagle Dogs...you're doing these things in the first place.

  'measurement' means adding variables to the city-state - as long as there are changes, there are more possibilities for deduction, and the data fed back will contribute to the 'perfection' of the city-state. "

   "Including making rose blood?" Su Mingan said.

"Of course, Dr. Asa, this is one of the best 'measures'." Dawn raised the volume, and the gentle smile it simulated was extra soft in the blood of the basement: "[The Addiction of Rose Blood] Psychotropic drugs, circulating on a large scale in the city of measurement] - this is a good case observation.

We see a lot of colorful city-state residents - the scheming, the opportunists, the high-ranking people who take advantage of it, the residents who would rather lose their bodies to keep their jobs, or the young people who simply seek thrills... They are all excellent the 'measurement' object. If it wasn't for Rose Blood's induction, we couldn't observe any special behaviors they would do. "

  Su Mingan stepped back slightly again, even if the other party was a simulated image, he was not used to sticking too close to people.

   "Including girls like Xiaomei, it's just 'measurement material'?" he said.

   "Of course." Dawn said: "Everyone in this city-state is the material that makes 'measurement' more perfect."

   is both rational and absurd, but the rationality of this city-state system must be acknowledged—this is how Su Mingan feels at this time.

Use living life to conduct data experiments, add sin variables such as blood, arms, and interests into it, and deliberately induce people to commit crimes and death, so as to observe more human emotional data and the differential actions of people with different personalities to summarize the data, This completes the dawn system.

   In this way, the situation of [perfect allocation of resources and full use of talents] can be achieved.

  —This is a miraculous creative result of mankind under the current apocalypse.

If this history is written into a history book for future generations to read, then it will be written as [the miraculous means of human beings to preserve the fire of civilization under extreme difficulties], and Asa Akto will be praised as The hero of human civilization.

   If it starts in the dungeon, Su Mingan will also think that this is very reasonable. This is simply a genius concept. Human civilization has survived because of a single brain.

Human beings did not kill each other for robbing survival resources, nor did the leadership assassinate each other to inflict high IQ crowds. With only one "measurement", three suitable classes were divided, and only those with inferior personalities at the bottom were sacrificed. The survival of the whole race.

   But after seeing Xiaomei's life, he hesitated a little - for a person like her, being judged as an inferior personality and destined to be unable to turn over her life is too cruel. This cruelty is a hidden danger.

   But inevitably, he was somewhat persuaded.

  The point of view of the Dawn system-really quite consistent with him, this city-state measurement concept of Asa Akto coincides with his idea.

   He stared at the dawn.

   "—What about me?" He said: "Dawn, in your eyes, what am I?"

   He glanced at the man who looked exactly like him.

   This man had his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut off, his legs were cut off, his hands were bound, and he was locked in a dark basement...

  Is this Asa Aktor?

   Then who is he?

   Is he also an "Asa Akto" who can be turned into such a person?

   "click" sound.

  Su Ming'an's figure was crooked, the corner of the wheelchair at the left rear was slightly raised, and the wheel seemed to run over something.

  The sound of "click" constantly came from below.

  Su Mingan quickly lowered his head to observe.

   The next moment, intuitive panic flooded his brain like a flood.

   He saw a pale white.

  Under the wheelchair, there are countless crushed bones, broken calf bones, thigh bones, patella, hand bones... and even human skulls that are half-opened like eggshells.

   Some of them are still intact, and some have been crushed by wheels, like finely shredded, burnt ashes.

   When facing the tragic death of the same race, human beings will have a strong sense of empathy, and this emotion will extend to the physical level, making them feel uncontrollable panic.

  Su Mingan was out of breath.

   He stared at the pile of human bones, and subconsciously recalled the feeling of death. This feeling was very heavy for him, and he died far more times than normal humans.

   "Dr. Asa." Dawn looked at him: "You are—'the ruler', you are different from others."

   "Utopia" [ruler of the state].

  —No need to be bound by the laws of the "Utopia", the ruler above the ideal.

   "You are my makeover, in a sense, you are my father." Dawn said:

   "[Your personality is my name.]"

   "Then what is he?" Su Mingan pointed at the man who was screaming "woohoo".

   "Did you ask him?" Dawn pondered for a while, as if thinking about the definition of this man.

   After a while, lightning flashed in its eyes, and it seemed to have gotten a satisfactory answer.

   Its hands are hanging by its sides, its expression is gentle, simulating the image of a well-behaved and kind servant.

   "He is an unqualified 'ruler of the state'. In other words, a father who has lost his fairness and is not worthy of being a ruler." Dawn tilted his head slightly, and his voice was calm and clear:

  "【Before you truly get rid of your human identity, anyone's 'nobility' has a shelf life.】"

  Su Ming'an suddenly remembered a name card he saw in his pocket when the dungeon started.

  …

  【The definition of the term "dream making".

   An organization that seeks the meaning of life and pursues the freedom of the soul. It is advocated to extract human DNA and preserve it by encoding. 】

…I see.

   The man seemed to have lost his mind, leaving only a beast-like wailing and an empty shell-like body.

  Su Mingan wanted to close his eyes - he didn't know if the pair of eyes he had at this time came from this person who lost both eyes?

  Wait, this basement, besides this man, seems to have a lot of broken bones...

   There was a soft sound of "click", and an icy, gloomy feeling instantly got on the body.

   A white broken bone fell from above and fell on his legs.

  …Why did the broken bones fall from above?

   He seemed to feel something, ignoring the approaching dawn, and turned his head slowly, slowly.

  swiftly,

  —He saw a mountain of bones stacked up.

   It looks like a pyramid, piled up behind him, almost filling most of the basement on the back side. Since there was almost no light, he had only now seen them.

Among them—all human bones, the pale and ice-white colors overlapped, and even mixed with some deep red that did not fade away the flesh and blood, they were like blood-red spider webs that stretched over the bones, connecting the red and white. The dark scenes are beautiful and quiet.

   "Crash-"

The Shattered Bone Mountain in the back was crushed by the wheelchair and lost his balance. At the moment when Su Mingan turned around, they collapsed like a sand tower, and the fine broken bones fell on him like raindrops. Hard and cold.

  They hit his back, tightly and tightly hugging his body.

   He sat on a hill of his own broken bones, scattered like snow.

   These various, scattered bones can be combined into one complete human being.

   "These bones, they are all 'I'?"

   he said word by word.

   When he just saw the man locked by the chains, he thought there was only one Akto here.

   But he didn't expect that everything he saw, under his wheelchair, on his body, in his hair and between his fingers... they were all Asa Akto.

   They turned into lifeless icy bones and bone meal that penetrated his clothes and spread all over his body.

  Like countless lost Asa, tightly hugging him.

   "Yes," said Dawn.

   It stretched out a transparent hand and caressed his eyes, as if 'measuring' something.

  …It also seems that he may goug out his eyes at any time, turning him into a part of these bones.

   (end of this chapter)