Pioneering

The "meteorite" with its huge tail flame cut through the night sky wantonly, like a meteor in the dark night, roaring fiercely and hitting the ground.

The earth trembled, the mountains and rivers shook, the sky shone, and the earth and rocks rolled.

The huge shock wave caused by the impact was like a ruthless tsunami, sweeping away with destructive power and slapping in all directions.

In an instant, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a dilapidated human figure fell in the center of the "crater" and struggled to stand up.

"You lost, Your Majesty." Moston clutched his injured chest and floated in front of Yashai V who was struggling to get up. His voice of joy and regret echoed on the ruins.

Asshai V's face was gray and his body was covered with scars. One of his arms was missing, and he looked like he was only half-breath away from death.

But he had no fear or anger, just like the betrayal and assassination just now, the battle and winning or losing were just illusions:

"It's amazing, amazing! Every step and every move I make is planned by you.

My spells, my armor, my weapons, and my props are all defeated by you. It's really amazing!
When fighting you, I can't use all my strength, and my punches can only hit the cotton. "

Let me guess, overclocking calculation?Mind reading?Predict future? "

Moston looked complicated and said nothing.

Yashai V smiled heartily, without any hint of the dark fury just now, and said calmly:
"Don't be so cold, Moston.

You are about to be the winner, the victor, the uncrowned king. Why don't you give some 'victory speeches' to show your sense of existence and courage? "

My respected future emperor, Moston Ellman, don’t you have the desire to express yourself!Or is it that you have considered everything I said, but you can't think of anything to refute me? "

Moston said: "Your Majesty, I will not be the emperor, and there will be no more emperors in Asshai. People no longer need emperors or wise kings."

"Oh, do you really want to practice that kind of harmony?" Yashai V turned around and spit out a mouthful of blood, saying disdainfully.

"Yes, my Majesty, I used to be your loyal believer. This was the steel seal engraved in my genes and education until you personally shattered it and freed me." Moston said seriously.

"Haha, what's the difference? Does it mean that if you replace it with 'President' or '**', you are no longer a ruler?" Yashai V said disdainfully.

Moston shook his head: "What's different is that we are not tenured for life. We will be elected every five years. If we do not do well, we will be kicked out by the people. We can only be re-elected for four terms at most.

We will let everyone watch over us, everyone can talk about us, everyone can curse us.

Everyone can speak freely and do whatever they want within the rules.And this rule protects those who oppose it. "

"Is this the freedom you seek?"

Moston said: "Yes, I think a person is free if he does not have to obey anyone but only the rules approved by the will of the majority.

The purpose of rules is not to limit or abolish the power of people to object, but to do their best to expand the power of opponents without harming the freedom of the majority.

That is, freedom is to do nothing if you don't want to do it. My companions and I fight for this.

Your policies suffocate and frighten us, and we have no power to oppose them.This is why we have no worries about food and clothing, but we still have to oppose you.

Your unlimited power, or your unlimited personal pseudo-freedom to do whatever you want, infringes upon our pursuit of the freedom to do whatever you want and not do.

And 'we' are now the majority...

A more democratic and enlightened policy is the way to solve the current predicament of Yaxia, and it is also... the best way to restrict me and my companions. "

"Don't do anything you don't want to do?" Asshai V asked.

"Correct."

"A lazy man who doesn't want to work, do you still need to provide relief to help him have the 'freedom' not to work?"

“Your Majesty, you are a wise man, please do not make these logical sophistry, which is a further breakdown of your strong side in my impression.

People who don't want to work can naturally not work. What we pursue is that they can choose not to work instead of being arrested and forced to do "work-for-relief". The consequences will be borne by the chooser alone, not by the collective tax. "

"Even if you starve to death?"

"Yes, even if he starves to death. Unless this person has signed a contract with society before he wants to work, invested energy and time, and under the witness of the contract, society has promised him security, then something should be done When it’s time to act.”

"What if they are people who have no ability to work? Are you also going to follow the "population life span management" I announced and let them die 'freely'? That is really kind of 'freedom'. They have lost everything, but they are free. ?”

Moston said: "No, it's not that they choose to be lazy, but they don't have the conditions to choose to struggle. We will work hard to create an environment that allows them to support themselves, and in the name of being human beings, give them the lowest level. life relief.

The logic of granting minimum relief is that starting from the fact that people are completely different, it follows that if we treat all people equally, the result must be an inequality of their actual status, and the only way to put them on an equal footing is to differentiate treat them.

Without pursuing as much equality as possible, there is no such thing as freedom.

What's more, the freedom I pursue requires social security to eliminate all artificial obstacles that hinder individual efforts, rather than requiring society or the state to provide specific benefits.

Before you launched the Population Lifespan Management Plan, I really admired the social benefits you created, and I once followed your footsteps enthusiastically. This is the influence of my genetic template as a thought police detective, which I cannot deny. True thoughts once upon a time.

But now I feel that I have a higher pursuit than your 'perfect' society.This is a precious harvest that I have paid countless sacrifices and blood and tears for.

I will not completely deny you, but will improve your 'masterpiece' and give it long-term vitality. "

"Even if your family and friends have suffered a lot because of me?" Yashai V asked.

Moston was silent for a while and then said: "It is undeniable that when I was the most angry, I thought about destroying, destroying, destroying! Destroying everything related to you!

But after calming down and doing 'simulations' again and again, I gave up the idea. "

"Because you are also related to me, right?" Yashai V laughed, "Haha, Moston, you are very similar to me, really similar, you are worthy of being of royal blood!
Even the side branch has such magnanimity!

But have you ever heard the saying that the things that make a country a hell on earth are the very things that people try to turn it into the kingdom of God on earth.

So do I, so do you! "

"Actually, I don't want to control so much, it's just that I can't help myself, I can't help myself!

Moston, you are limited, everything is limited, if you cannot break through this narrow planet, you will eventually become me! "

"That blue sun brings hope and light to this planet, but it will also be our biggest nightmare and shackles!"

"Get out, get out!"

Amid endless murmurs, Asshai V stood and closed his eyes.

Moston bowed respectfully, turned and left.

..."No, no!"

"Haha, beauty, if you still want to live, I advise you to follow me. I am from the rebel army..."

Moston, who quickly returned to the New Chang'an Palace, sighed as he listened to the conversations he heard many times in the simulation, and the phrase "You will eventually become me" kept echoing in his mind.

Before complete victory, have any of your companions fallen?

Veins popped out in Morston's hands holding the weapon.

"No, Moston, please listen to my explanation..."

"I, we are brothers and comrades... I even saved your life, do you still remember..."

Without hesitation, a flash of white light flashed by, and as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times, Moston quickly moved to the next place...

The killing gradually stopped the swelling desire.

Moston was about to call everyone together to announce his ideas on the best way forward...

"Haha, Moston, it hasn't even been two days and you've already started to change towards me."

"I have a sharp weapon and a murderous intention. I still overestimated you. I thought you could hold on for a while before you would change to me, tsk tsk."

A familiar figure appeared in front of Moston.

"How could it be! You!"

"Surprised?" Yashai V had already changed into decent clothes, and said calmly and with a bit of pride, "It is really an honor for me to surprise the 'predictor'."

"Moston, you are so arrogant. Why do you think I guessed that you have precognitive abilities, and why would you defeat me so easily?
Do you really feel that you are the male protagonist in an entertainment work, shouting about love and justice, friendship and hope, holding high the banner of 'freedom', and you can defeat me? "

puff~
Yashai V sneered and said: "I not only guessed your abilities, but also guessed the limits of your abilities!
According to intelligence analysis, your ability to predict initially only showed up once every seven to twelve days. You bought high and sold low in the market and made a little money. Fortunately, I restricted it enough. You couldn't make enough money, and you didn't make enough money. With the capital to leverage the market, I had to change my career to become a 'hunter'.

After going to the Jueling Mountains to hunt for Warcraft, your ability to display has improved as your strength has advanced. According to the cycle of selling Warcraft materials, it should be about five days...

You were promoted to the third level warrior of the Dharma Realm, and your breakthrough speed was almost faster than that of the researchers in the martial arts academy who switched to martial arts. The Dharma Realm exercises were forcibly predicted by you and were developed through trial and error, right?

It took you 330 six days to break through, which was 112 three days.

After that, I sent a lot of out-of-control troops to deal with you. I found out that the predicted time interval after your third level was once every two days.

Until you reach the third level peak now, you still do it once every two days. "

"How to defeat an opponent who can predict the future? Of course, first let people think you defeated me, then follow the wrong path and repeat the wrong plan in reality, and finally die from your own mistakes."

"Moston, you underestimate me! You are too arrogant to have the ability to see into the future! If I were you, and my enemy told me about my prophecy ability, my first reaction would definitely be to run away desperately!"

"Weakness is not an obstacle to survival, pride and prejudice are!"

Asshai V snapped his fingers: "Please admire the crystallization of the empire's highest wisdom, the great masterpiece, the Supreme Throne!"

Boom! ! !
As if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, a huge mecha was like a walking castle. Its huge body was like a living city, carrying a terrible sense of oppression, and suddenly fell outside the palace hall.

The huge limbs of the mecha are enough to make mortals feel the ultimate fear of giants. As Yashai V disappeared from the spot and entered the cockpit, its eyes suddenly flashed with red light.

The shell of the mecha is made of a strong, smooth unknown special metal alloy and sparkling nanomaterials. Just by looking at the breath, you can sense "excited red mountain red copper", "divine rendering magic gold", "estra" "Super energy conductor alloy"...and many other super materials.

The mecha's link uses technology such as suspended magnetic links, making Yashai V's control as easy as an arm.

The weapon system of the mecha is like a silent volcano, which can only be seen from the exaggerated muzzle on the chest, the black launch port blessed by the wrist, and the enchanted energy lines covering the inside of the body shell, as well as the ultimate energy reaction. A corner under the volcano.

The heart of the mecha is a power system composed of ten huge Z-element reactors. The low roar of the engine is like the heartbeat of mechanical life, which never stops.

Magic energy, qi, blood, and even the energy reaction of cloud qi are all flowing in the power system.

The main cannon on the chest erupted with a destructive flame, a super-compressed magic ray that seemed to be magnified ten times like the light skill of the Giant of Light, turning the rebels who had not turned around in cheers and panic into large numbers. ash.

The sweeping energy cannons left bottomless ravines on the neat streets, and the solid buildings collapsed, hitting the rebels, causing countless desperate wails.

The water of the gushing underground water system and the burning flames appear simultaneously in the new Chang'an City.

"No!" Moston, who was still in shock, saw most of his companions evaporate in an instant, and his eyes were split with tears. These were his backbone, comrades, and family members who had fought with him for many years!
Not to mention there are many "civilians" who joined later.

A humanoid energy body about three-tenths the size of the "Supreme Throne" surged out of Moston's body. The invisible power of heaven and earth blessed this new martial arts power called "Dharma", and the whistling of wind and thunder could be faintly heard. .

The approximately 30-meter-tall Dharma Prime threw sharp energy javelins at the giant mecha.

Yashai V mockingly ignored the blow and without looking back, he drove the mecha named "Supreme Throne" and quickly swept away the "rebels".

The light gun hit the right side of the mecha, and the mecha launched a defense without warning. Thick cloud fluctuations blessed the impregnable fuselage, and an indestructible and dazzling barrier was triggered.

There is no meritorious deeds, just like a mud cow drowning in the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the huge size of the mecha and its elegant movements formed a sharp contrast. The exaggerated "ship-cutting knife" that was overclocked and vibrated without flickering moved towards the head of the Prime Minister freely and smoothly.

Caught off guard, the severely injured Moston was knocked several thousand meters away before he managed to stop himself.

"How is it possible? Yun Qi is not!"

"Cloud energy is body energy, and spiritual energy stirs up naturally existing space energy. It may also contain some unknown rules, so it is an absolute weapon that can fight against some weak gods." The voice of Yashai V came from the mecha. ,
"Although I cannot fully analyze its composition, the preliminary results are enough to reserve cloud energy. I have attended every training session of the ten major legions."

"These hundreds of years of accumulation of cloud energy and the highest masterpieces in the fields of magic, mechanics, bionics, enchantment... please taste it!"

The footsteps of the mecha were like thunder, and every step it took left deep traces on the ground. The long-range energy weapon output suppressed Moston's magic form while approaching quickly with an agility that was not suitable for its size. It was exaggerated to the point that it was even bigger than the giant magic form. He wanted a slightly larger light knife to strike at Moston hard.

"Did you predict this scene?" Yashai V said contemptuously, "Do you really think that I had no idea about your rebellion, coercion, and control of those officers? Do you really think that I had no defense against those betrayers?"

"You are so arrogant! Prophet Moston."

Every movement of the Supreme Throne is like a mechanical ballet, full of the power and elegance of metal. The two light knives that rotate like a waltz are matched with long-range energy weapons, chasing and beating Moston "Ding Ding" violently. He retreated steadily.

"Damn it!" Moston was furious. The energy and blood in his body surged, and two lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes. The statue grew again, and the sound of strong wind and thunder entangled it, and it seemed to be half the size of the "Supreme Throne".

Seeing that the capital city of New Chang'an was about to be completely destroyed by the war between the two, a small but extremely clear voice reached the ears of every survivor:

"That's enough, stop!" (End of Chapter)