Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"What did you see in England?"

The parrot lost the information report in his hand, turned over and lay on the back of the couch, holding Kant's head in both hands and turned it over, from top to bottom, Kant's face was reflected in the shining golden pupils.

Kant was startled, then shrugged: "It's nothing."

"It's nothing, just like a fairy looking at the chapter of Heizhi." The parrot squinted and said, "Why, you doubt life? It's blackened? The truth of the world is discovered? Humans are going to be destroyed?"

Kant was silent for a moment, trying to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

"understood."

The parrot thought for a while, and sneered: "I am afraid that I have seen the dark side of your modern civilization with my own eyes. The cognition and sense of superiority of being a race of higher civilization began to collapse, and seeing our backward and lower civilizations can't shake their prestige. Right? Do you feel ashamed?"

She stretched out her hand and poked Kant's face: "Ah, this kind of self-confidence and self-reflection is really cute, as expected of you Chinese people, good at introspection, you should first think about what you did when you encounter anything. Well, no wonder Westerners like you guys so much, and you have to think about why you were beaten and whether you did something bad, so cute, I like it too."

Kant said abruptly: "You are **** endless! What does this have to do with this?"

He grabbed the parrot's face with his backhand, Marek scurried aside with a smile, and Kant angrily chased after him. The two circled around the sofa. Unfortunately, the difference in fighting power between the two was too great. The corners of the parrot's clothes are barely reachable.

Facing the opponent's ridicule, Kant took a deep breath and released his big move.

"Stand still!"

"Thinking beautifully, why!"

Kant's body was shocked, and he said sharply: "Otherwise I will force the Polish stupid donkey to bounce the ticket!"

The parrot looked horrified and took a deep breath: "Despicable!"

In the end, the Phoenix King, the predecessor of the Duoyue Dynasty, fell into the clutches of the earthlings. Kant squeezed her tender tofu face and rubbed it for a while, then turned over and gave her buttocks a few times.

"It's almost there!" exclaimed Marekise.

Kant snorted and exhaled slowly, falling back into silence.

"So..." The parrot maintained this posture, lying on Kant's lap, and said in a muffled voice, "What did you see? You were so stimulated?"

"It's not irritating, it's just that I feel... something can't be said, and it's sad."

Kant sighed softly.

"I think the world shouldn't be like this."

He has always felt that this other world is backward in all aspects compared to the earth, not only in terms of social form and technology and culture, but also some concepts that a modern person is proud of, equality, dignity, fraternity... At the moment when the land in Huisha Town was raised, this sense of superiority quietly grew.

But with more experience, this instinctive sense of superiority is constantly changing.

Not just the experience of the other world, but the experience of the earth.

From Comora to London.

One of the most backward regions in the world and one of the most developed regions in the world.

He stepped out of the country for various reasons, stepped out of the world where he grew up and took everything for granted, and saw the other side of the so-called modern civilization.

What he saw in London greatly stimulated him.

Not just witnessing, not just Sarana's death.

But these two weeks, from the confessions interrogated from the mouths of the barber, Gerrard, the remnants of the round table, from the confessions of the high-ranking people who participated in the banquet, the chilling truth shrouded this planet and stretched. Thousands of years of deceit, lies and gore.

There are also some things that are almost public, but not paid attention to by the public.

In today's world, in 2020, there will be at least 40 million slaves in the world.

It is not the house slaves that people make fun of themselves, or the social animals and wage workers that the exploited make fun of themselves.

but a real slave.

Only a few possessions are allowed to be kept, no legal support, personal liberty and right to life are not recognized, forced labor, no medical care, extremely long working hours, no pay or very little pay.

consumables.

Slaves engaged in sex, miners in dark mines, serfs on farms, fishermen on fishing boats... There are at least 40 million such people living in today's modern society where technology is prosperous.

Forty million.

Kant shook his head and laughed: "Maybe there are more slaves than the entire other world."

"Hey, you just don't see much."

As the previous monarch of the Dusk Moon Dynasty, the parrot has a long lifespan, and has gone through **** battles, and even fought against the world's most cruel will to extinction. What does it have to do with you? You didn’t do it, and it has nothing to do with your country. It’s not surprising that the Angsa pirates were dehumanizing and selfish.”

"Yeah, it really has nothing to do with me, but..."

Kant paused and said: "When I was an ordinary person, I saw injustice in the news, history books and books, and saw the sadness and injustice suffered by people I didn't know, I would be angry and sympathetic to it. The pain they suffered was nothing more than that, but now..."

Parrot smiled and said, "You want to be Spider-Man too?"

Kant glanced at her and sighed: "Da Ze can help the world... I originally thought that the Angsa gang had nothing to do with me, and it would be better if they died. I was originally a complete nationalist, and felt that the whole world Tricksters all want to harm us, except for our own country, we can be indifferent to everything else."

"In the end, the global movement that was in full swing in the last century is too far away from us. In today's era and the environment of all enemies, our narrative angle has also shifted from the international to the national, and the generosity and magnificent cause of the past have become illusory. Very...until I met that English woman."

He raised his head, leaned on the sofa, and said softly, "She is so weak, so pitiful, and so helpless, her whole life's resistance is worthless, her efforts are simply worthless in front of those who hold power and power. Like an ant. She can't do anything, she can't protect herself, and she doesn't have anything needed by someone who achieves great things, determination, strength, wisdom, and opportunity."

"During my trip to London, in my battle to intimidate England and bring down the Round Table, she was like a little background, a trivial footnote . . . not worth mentioning."

"She's a caged bird, she's being played with, she's dying in pain, but she's the kind of person who still acts with kindness and faith despite suffering, for another person she doesn't know. The girls of the kingdom run... such a person, such a person..."

When Kant said this, his voice stopped, and he couldn't go on.

Words cannot describe that night and the shock that followed.

Not because of Sharana's story and results.

It's her.

Compared with Kant, it is so weak, so humble, so irrelevant.

But he still lives up to his beliefs.

"I..." Kant said slowly, "I always feel that if I don't do something, it is wrong."

The parrot has quietly got up, she moved to Kant's side and took his shoulders.

"Then do it," she said, "to punish evil and remove evil, punish evil and promote good, and do what you want."

Kant smiled and said softly, "But who is my enemy... who is it?"

The parrot turned his head in surprise.

"Is it a small number of anti-human transcendental groups that destroy humanity, or are there more wealthy, ruthless and ruthless powerful people? Or is it a civilization that controls and affects the entire earth?"

"How can I remove the darkness and corruption from the human heart? What is the baseline for my wars and operations? Will such operations eventually evolve into global conflicts and engagements? Who is my enemy?"

When Kant said this, his expression was a little shaken.

In those eyes, there is some kind of inexplicable... uneasiness.

"I...I feel weird."

With his right hand, the parrot pulled Condra close, pressed it against his head, and half hugged him into his arms.

Kant leaned on the parrot's side, clutched his chest, and whispered, "A very, very strange feeling that starts from the moment I set foot on the land of London."

"The flesh and blood in the hideout of Viking skeletons, the twisted carnival under the equestrian center, I captured the ancient castle of the Round Table, and strolled through it, I always felt that something was missing, I looked at their confessions and lists, everyone involved, always It feels like everything, intrigue, bloodthirsty, conspiracy and carnival, all sacrifices and devotions, the origin of the round table, are connected by an invisible network, a huge network, what the **** is that... I can't tell, but …but…"

His words grew more and more rambling, even vague and indistinguishable.

The parrot just tapped his shoulder lightly and held him silently.

She can probably understand this feeling... walking out of the greenhouse and realizing the truth of the world is no longer the description of the book, nor the care of the courtiers and maids around, but the real appearance of the world.

Bloody, realistic, cruel, icy.

The great Phoenix King has long since forgotten how she felt when she first touched the truth of the world. It had been a long time, but this did not prevent her from understanding the feelings of the new fire thief. She could only give a warm hug. And patiently accompany him, waiting for his emotional catharsis and calm down.

But although she was the previous Phoenix King who created the golden age and led the twilight moon forward, Marekis was not a fire thief after all.

Some things she doesn't understand.

It's like Lee Man-wol didn't reveal to Marekise what she saw and understood before she disappeared.

Separated by two worlds, there are some things she can't think of.

Just like now, Kant confided to her the contemplation and unease of these days, as well as the inexplicable panic, she thought that this was just a necessary part of the hero's growth and belief.

"Let's go."

When Kant's mood subsided, she took Kant's hand and smiled brightly.

Kant said in surprise: "What?"

"Go out for a walk."

She pulled Kant to get up, thought about it, and drew the floor mirror in the corner.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she touched her chin: "Wait a minute, this can't be done. My mother's peerless beauty is too beautiful. Walking on the street will easily cause congestion and stampede accidents and affect the order."

So she fiddled with her hair and rubbed her face. The magical technique worked. In a blink of an eye, the face and hair of the previous Phoenix King changed, her soft temperament became heroic, and her lazy posture became Domineering, she once again put on the vest of the contemporary Phoenix King.

"Hey!" Kant couldn't help laughing and crying, "it's more likely to have an accident if she becomes her!"

"How is that possible!" The parrot grabbed Kant's shirt fiercely, "How beautiful is Delilah and I?"

Kant replied: "I'm blind, so I can't tell who you are."

"Damn it." The parrot laughed out loud, "The virgin is so quick-witted."

She let go of Kant, then pulled out two sets of cloaks from the closet in the corner, put one on herself, put it on Kant, put on the hood, stretched out her slender fingers, and outlined two runes in the void.

A stardust-like halo burst on him and Kant.

"Okay, put on the cloak, and two more spiritual hint runes, is it alright?"

The parrot pulled Kant and said, "Let's go, let's play my twenty-seventh favorite online essay - cover up your identity and make a private interview. Shall we find a way to catch a second-generation aristocrat who doesn't have long eyes and slaps him in the face?"

Kant's mood was relieved a little, and he replied: "I took advantage of the opportunity of two major purges to kill all the nobles with bad deeds. I'm afraid I won't be able to see them on the streets of Far Harbor..."

"Grass, shameful waste." The parrot was a little unwilling, "Where's the ruffian? What about the thugs?"

Kant said helplessly: "Those who commit **** and robbery are sent to the Broken Isles for mining, and the felons who bully men and women, and who play tricks on tigers are all targets in the barracks, so that the recruits can get used to it..."

The parrot said suddenly: "How can you play like this? You are fishing! And it's so inhuman."

"Then what to do." Kant spread his hands, "You can't just grab some civilians to practice your hands, it's not a beast, it's worse than a dog, spit, disgusting."

He said and laughed.

Therefore, he prefers another world... On Earth, he has to consider the safety of his family, the feelings of his own government, and whether it will cause a global conflict. There are many things to consider.

The other world is much better, there is no international order, there is no international public opinion, the rules are bullshit, and everyone is shameless... Just like before World War II on Earth, the powers were in power, and the big fists had the final say.

For Kant, of course the latter is more convenient.

He asked, "What are you going to do?"

"look."

"Look at what?"

The parrot pulled Kant out of the gate of the research institute, and the elf guard who served as the **** saw the person coming out, and subconsciously stood at attention and saluted, while scanning and confirming the identity of the other party.

Then he saw His Majesty the Phoenix King hugging His Highness Kant's arm like a little woman, walking out next to him like a bird.

With a thud, the spear in the hands of the loyal warrior fell to the ground.

Before he could regain his senses from this shocking picture, he saw His Majesty the Phoenix King staring at him, stretched out a hand like a jade, and drew a line on the graceful white neck.

"Dare to speak out." Her Majesty the Queen smiled, "I will send you to the polar ice plain to count the five hundred years of ice bears."

"Your Majesty... Majesty, Your Majesty, the Royal... Royal Sea... Navy..."

The doorman stammered and wanted to report the number he belonged to, but he couldn't even speak. He patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't get excited, she's just kidding... Pay attention to confidentiality."

The elf stared at Kant blankly, and even forgot to speak. He stared straight at His Royal Highness Kant, turned and walked back to His Majesty the Phoenix King, grabbed Her Majesty's cloak and hood, and put it on Her Majesty's noble, beautiful, inescapable. On the head of the violation, and then pull down with force until the entire head of His Majesty is wrapped in it, and the cloth of the cloak even outlines His Majesty's noble facial features.

The majestic and beautiful Phoenix King is struggling and protesting.

In normal times, this brave and loyal elf warrior would not hesitate to shout loudly with a weapon to stop this extremely blasphemous and disobedient act, but now...

"Am I having a nightmare..."

He watched the figures of the two chasing and leaving, and murmured, "Have you all reached this point?"

Then, he burst out laughing.

"It's so good, so good..."

At this moment, his keen sense of hearing noticed the sound of swallowing saliva not far away. The aunt's smile on his face disappeared in an instant, her eyes were sharp, and she stared to the right. The elite Sword and Shield Guard's eyes were blank and shocked.

He stammered, "Then...that elf is..."

"Don't tell me." The arrogant elf showed a fierce look. "Otherwise, when I go to the icefield to count the ice bears, the tip of the spear in my hand will definitely stick to your head."

"So, what are you going to see?"

The destination is the far port, and the location of the institute is the new city.

In the use of transportation, Kant and the parrot had a disagreement.

Kant is a modern person, and he is used to driving and flying all day long. If you ask him to choose a means of transportation, of course he thinks that horses are better, but Parrot wants to drag racing, and heavy locomotives are so interesting.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and the parrot said: "Okay, this way, it's fair, we two decide one thing, whether you ride a horse or ride a bicycle, you have the final say, I will sit in the front or the back, how about it? I will sit in the front while riding a horse. , I'll sit in the back of the bike."

Kant said sternly: "Nothing else, I just think that the air in the other world is too fresh, the original pure air lacks the taste of modern civilization, and it needs a little exhaust emission to add the brilliance of civilization..."

Kant got the middle finger.

But he also got the strong pushback that a modern top heavy-duty locomotive brings.

Who invented this word, what a **** genius.

The two of them arrived at the far port in a hurry. There were occasional cavalry patrols and checkpoints along the road, but there was no need to check. The roaring heavy locomotive was an unimpeded pass. Everyone knew that this magical alchemy creation must be the handwriting of His Royal Highness Kant. .

As for someone stealing all kinds of vehicles and driving around, such concerns are unnecessary.

because…

"Father, what a fast car." Horus's voice sounded in his ears, it was not the Iron Son body, but the Transformers contacted him through Kant's portable communication device, "I saw you and the Phoenix King racing on the monitor. , although the elf face recognizes Delilah—but that's Marekise."

Kant asked back: "How do you know it's a parrot?"

"Heh." Horus said lightly, "If it was Delilah, why would she be sitting behind you."

"…"

"Does Princess Tina know that you are so rough? Are you going to have a motorcycle shock?"

"To shut up."

"Oh."

The locomotive rushed all the way to the far port and stopped outside the city. Kant took the car back to the world of white fog. The lights were bright in the distance, and the voices of people were faintly heard, which was bustling and bustling.

He asked, "What are you going to see?"

The parrot took his hand, the lights were dim, and her smile was gentle and soft.

"Go and see what you've done."

She chuckled, "Go and see what you can do."

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PS1: Ah...painful, every time I adjust my schedule, it's very painful. I eat well and sleep well in the underworld. I'm trying to adjust it back and I wake up early and feel uncomfortable, yawning all day long...