The atmosphere in the dark area is now very weird.

The storm that Mu Luo had caused before had dissipated with the arrival of God.

But some strange things continue to happen in the dark area.

Although everything seems normal, some things are quietly changing.

The dark elves named Shatro have felt something was wrong recently.

Among the dark elves who are superior to women and inferior to men, as a man, he often suffered unfair treatment before.

Until the era of great change began, a team called "Male Rights Protection Organization" within the Dark Elf slowly took shape.

Through parades, speeches, salons, men are encouraged to receive education, actively participate in political campaigns, promote inequality legal changes related to Dark Elf, act naked, advocate the Eu Jinjin liberal theory, denounce women as cancer, and call women as beautiful and tall, while women under the ground are garbage.

"It's my own business for me to use my rice-green liquid, and it's someone else who is pregnant. It has nothing to do with my wife from beginning to end, so why should she scold me, why can she divorce me, and ask me to compensate her for her mental losses!"

"The most overwhelming thing she doesn't want to raise my son, isn't it just that it came out of her belly? So stingy, this damn straight female cancer!"

"She is so ugly and black all over. She is not as white as a woman on the ground. She even wants me to go to her bed. Didn't she just want to have a child and lock me with the child?"

"Why are other people's children not children? In a word, women who want to have their own children are all straight female cancers, and they must be fully treated!"

The words of my brother-in-law outside made Sarott feel overwhelmed. He couldn't help but wonder, was it that I was crazy, or the world was crazy?

Anyway, one of these two must be crazy.

Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous thing happen in a pantheon?

Satro knew that in the previous Dark Elf, the matriarchal system, did have some injustice to men, but with the change, male rights have gradually been valued, and people have gradually become equal in the rights of both genders.

It’s just that organizations that pursue men’s rights will become organizations that pursue power.

They demand various powers, but are unwilling to assume corresponding obligations.

Instead, the act of taking on obligations is called stupid.

Just like Saudi Arabia's brother-in-law does now, going from one extreme to another.

"Sautro, you can no longer be poisoned by this backward traditional idea. The underground people are all a group of losers."

"Go to the salon with me," said my brother-in-law, and there was no sign of any advanced appearance: "Today's salon is attended by surface ladies. They are noble and generous. You are so beautiful. If you are attracted to it, she will definitely take you back to the manor."

"You can go to the surface to enjoy your life. What other books do you read?"

Satro is indeed a good-looking face. He was almost robbed back then. His brother-in-law knew this and kept persuading him.

I don’t know how long it took for my brother-in-law to attend his so-called salon, and Chartero opened his door.

The purpose of her sister was to sit on the chair. Her face was gray and she no longer had the heroic spirit she used to be. She even began to doubt her life.

Saudi Arabia comforted his sister for a while, but he actually didn't have many ways to do this kind of thing. The social atmosphere has already arisen. Although there are not many people like his brother-in-law who have reached extremes, there are also many.

Because the underground residents were surface residents and moved to the underground after failing, and the surface was first subject to reform, many people under the underground worshipped the surface people crazy.

It is even too light to use the word worship, and some people are completely licking.

"Or it's the world that's crazy." Satro walked out of the house and looked at the messy city, his expression becoming more and more abnormal: "Or it's me that's crazy!"

"In this case, no matter what I do, it's okay!" Satro walked on the road, with various thoughts constantly flowing in his mind, and finally made up his mind completely.

"This world is crazy. His direction of progress has been wrong. Someone must correct this mistake!" Satro gradually came to the center of the city.

Looking at the chaos, Satro no longer worried about whether he was crazy or not, or just let this action prove whether he was a madman.

Thinking of this, Shatro opened his hands and some people around him looked strange and turned their faces away.

Before, dozens of male dark elves called for respect for men's rights, took off their clothes and walked the birds, and put them in front of women, not even letting them go to children, and blatantly acted as a hooligan.

If someone saw it, they would say, look, these women are all virtuous, they are all vulgar and pretend to be serious. They used to be unwilling to spread their legs when they came to the door, but now it seems that they are really pretending.

But this time, what Saudi Arabia was going to do was not such stupid behavior, but to stop it.

Not long ago, Satro was confused in this rapidly changing society until a voice found him, saying that he was the one with the ability to change all this.

The voice tells that all changes originate from a disease, a disease called Negri.

This world is sick.

"That disease makes everything change. They are no longer satisfied with the status quo. They are asking for more. When these extravagant desires collide, disasters arise."

"This is the disaster of progress, the Lord of disaster, Negri!"

“This is an opportunity, it is a disaster.”

"There is no good or evil, right or wrong, but only you."

"If you think it's good and it's right, then go and hug Negri, if not, then why not give it a try."

"Let everything return to the order you expect, and you will control it!"

"What would you do?" A huge ball appeared behind Chartero.

There were many rings around the sphere, and as the ring rotated, a regular rhythm appeared on him.

The ball slowly lifted up into the air, hanging from the sky of the underground world, covering the city.

At this moment, everything seemed to be connected to the ring. As the ring rotated around the ball, life in the city began to move again.

At this moment, Charterot felt everything, and everything was flowing with his will.

He is now the human Shatroot, the god of the noble, and the Lord of the Track that He is building!

The Trinity God uses this city as a bet and plays this game with Spider Negri.

My brother-in-law, who was originally attending a salon and was taking a shower and wanted to lie down on the woman on the ground, looked at the fat rich woman, suddenly regretted it, put on her clothes and returned home, and apologized to her sister.

It seems that all contradictions are resolved at this time.

"Come on, Nageri, I will definitely beat you!"
Chapter completed!