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Chapter 1170 Paradise City

Lijiya was really angry, far more angry than Aivas and Sherlock.
This 100-year-old human extraordinary person has long seen all kinds of bizarre and suffering in the world, and her personality has been half integrated with the authoritarian path.
Even when he saw the petrified Rock Cellar City not long ago, Li Jiya just frowned slightly.
Because Lijiya, who was once Meg, had long understood the truth that "the essence of the extraordinary is the entity of violence."
Everything changes with the existence of the extraordinary. A country without the superior supernatural power will surrender to a country with the superior supernatural power; a right and weak will surrender to the wrong and powerful side.
Even if the human country follows the bottom line of struggle designated by the elves, it is essentially because people are afraid of the more powerful violence of the elves.
Whether it is star antagonist or iris, or even Avalon - if they suddenly get the most powerful violence that can completely ignore the church country, they will eventually break the rules, rule the world and become the world overlord. Even for other countries and other races, if they can reach this point, the result will be the same.
The state is an entity. But it has neither personality nor morality. Only "strongness" is the law that overwhelms everything and determines everything - a powerful country says and does everything right, while no one cares about the words of the weak, no one listens to the wail, and no one upholds justice.
——This is the truth of the way of authority.
Its essence is to reveal the truth about "violence changes everything."
Its essence is still the "strong ones are king" and "successful ones are the enemy" and "successful ones are defeated". Therefore, for Lijiya, she is actually more acceptable to the "strong extraordinary ones do whatever they want" than others.
But she could not accept the ignorant fanaticism of these people.
——For her, the word "savior" has a special weight.
Who else can be more worthy of the term "savior" than Aivas who reverses life and death, reversals desperate situations, and reverses destiny?
She witnessed with her own eyes and experienced Aivas' step-by-step rescue move - reversing her destiny and overcoming the "impossible".
Let the dead be reborn, let the old be child, let those who are about to fall into desperate situations and destruction laugh in the sun, let the solidified and decaying Avalon get new "possibility", and let the dark future she had vaguely seen in the promotion ceremony be reversed... That is the real savior!
Not to mention, the good Lord even dared to use the lie of "save the world" to deceive these desert people and let them sacrifice their lives for his selfish desires!
The "unconditional loyalty" advocated by the authoritarian Taoist path actually has one only premise - that is, the orthodox and wiseness of the superiors, and the absolute loyalty of the subordinates paying the price of their lives.
Giving a lie as a reason and excuse for subordinates to sacrifice, and using deceitful means to make these troll wizards perform dying tasks without knowing it, so that those rituals who are more loyal to him and superstitious about his lies become executioners who superstitiously superstitiously superstitiously superstitiously execute executioners who supervise the death of their colleagues - deliberately sending their subordinates to die and using lies to kill each other. This is the taboo of the authoritarian path.
Even after being transformed into a demon and reversing his thinking and cognition, the two eye demons still had absolute conviction in Adil's nonsense -
"Adil gives us flowers and water, honey and olive oil. Give us sweet and salty, give us color, give us food."
The slightly larger eye demon shook the air and said piously: "He gave us gifts - to make us live in Paradise City happier than anyone else."
The smaller eye demons, with a missionary attitude, told Adil's greatness enthusiastically to the enemies they just wanted to kill in a painful repetition of the troll wizards:
Paradise City is not like other good cities. The water resources here are not sold to everyone after the good government are exclusively enjoyed by good government, but are taken by all free people.
Not only water, but also food is free.
Every day in the square and next to the street, there are copper dishes filled with fresh food. There are baked naan, stewed chickpeas, stewed lamb, honey, olive oil and salt. People can use it on demand anytime, anywhere, and the food will be replenished at any time.
They have new clothes every year, fruits to eat every month, and everyone gets a bottle of pomegranate juice every three days - all of which is still free.
People do not need to work or fight. They only need to recite "Adil is the Savior" devoutly a hundred times a day, kneel down and worship nine times in front of the statues that are visible in the city at any time and sing "Praise the generous Adil and the kind Adil" to stay in the city of heaven for a long time, and each person can enjoy the service of three slaves.
There is even no concept of money and wealth in the city, because there is no thing to buy, everything is free. "Money" is an unclean thing for the residents of Paradise City. It is precisely because people in other places are too eager for the existence of these things that disputes and struggles arise.
——Of course, the above free benefits are all enjoyed by free people.
When the Eye Demon used the humming sound that vibrated the air to describe the gift of Paradise City vividly, the solidified gravel of the Rock Cellar City was flashing in the dusk sunlight.
The petrified slaves maintained their last-minute posture, some stretched out their hands in vain to point the water source, some kissed the sand with their dry lips, and more curled up in fetal postures.
Compared to Paradise City, this place is simply hell.
“…Is everything an unlimited and free city in the desert?”
Aivas murmured in a low voice, with a serious expression: "That can indeed be called 'heaven'."
This sounds like a beggar version of the country.
No matter what his motives were, in fact, he did create a rare pure land in the desert.
Sherlock nodded slightly in agreement, but said sarcastically: "Although the residents in the city have no money, he is selling 'things' to make money."
As he said that, he glanced at the troll wizard whose mind had been taken away.
The "fist products" he used to support his citizens are undoubtedly these live ritual bombs that he added to the materials.
Judging from the extremely skillful supervision and cooperation of these three ritual masters, there should be quite a few such unethical products he developed - he definitely did not build the Paradise City after stealing the power of amber, which means that he had similar inventions and products before.
After hearing the Eye Demon's narration, Lijiya calmed down a little, and was less angry and irritable.
Because she can accept this answer.
Treat foreign races, such as troll wizards, as food and consumables, in exchange for benefits to their subjects.
Although the authoritarian Taoism did not form a Tiansi, which represents the "difference to the Tao", in fact, various concepts and schools that elaborate on the authoritarian Taoism had already existed.
This kind of "cruel virtue" is one of the several mainstream schools of authoritarian paths.
Fierce racism, or the means of sucking blood from foreigners and foreign countries to support their subjects, are all authoritarian and authoritarian concepts.
Lijiya frowned and asked a question she cared about: "You said... food cannot be eaten by slaves, and the free people have no money to buy food for slaves, and there is no market in the city. So what should the slaves eat?"
"Slaves have their own place to eat."
The Eye Demon replied.
"hehe……"
At this moment, the night demon Vines suddenly chuckled with a sarcastic chuckle.
The little crow shook the bird's head: "You really don't know how to rest in peace... you didn't ask the point at all."
The pure black crow stared at the eye demon with his scarlet pupils and asked sternly: "How many free people are there in the city?"
"Three hundred and twenty people, my Lord."
The Eye Demon answered respectfully and sincerely.
——This number is even less than half that of Yanjiao City!
"How many slaves are there?"
"That's a lot. It's probably 80,000 or 90,000 people, and there may be more... I really don't know what the specific one is."
"……What?"
Chapter completed!
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