"I have already conceived a story." Ye Zhaoling said.
"Hmm... um... eh?" He Xie questioned Ye Zhaoling, "Then why don't you tell me? You should ring the bell now! You tell me earlier, otherwise the villagers will become exhausted and impatient.
Let’s talk about it later, won’t it be difficult to get high scores?!”
"It's not a good time yet."
"Then when is a good time? When are you going to speak out?" He Crab was confused.
"Today is not a good time."
"What kind of plane are you doing? Do you mean to give up this opportunity to get a free reward now? Did you take the wrong medicine?!"
"It's not just me..." Ye Zhaoling shook his head. Is a wish more important? Or a life?
"I really don't understand you! If it were me, I would have made up the story and told it a long time ago!" The crab monster shouted, "You dare to go against the nobles' wishes and not tell the story. You can afford to pay the price of disobedience."
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"You are just a little river crab. You will never understand the intentions of the nobles, and you will never be able to figure them out." Ye Zhaoling sighed, but did not say this sentence.
She originally thought that since it was the villagers who rated these stories, the stories they told should be in line with the villagers' appetites. As long as they grasped this and worked hard to get high scores, there would be no problem.
However, after reading Wang Dacheng's story, Ye Zhaoling suddenly realized that in the final analysis, the preferences of the nobles were more important. Even if they did not participate in the scoring, the villagers would still take this opportunity to give high scores to the things that the nobles liked.
Only the nobility's feelings are noble and great, and nothing else matters.
However, nobles never reward their slaves for no reason. The winner of the story can get an avocado, which is a unique reward that can fulfill wishes and bring good luck to humans.
Everyone will work hard to get this reward.
But there is only one reward, and there is only one winner. No matter who this person is, he seems to have received the reward, but in fact he is in crisis.
The kindness shown by the nobles and the prizes held by the nobles are not so easy to obtain.
Whatever is gained, something is lost.
The Thirteen Precepts clearly state that you should control your desires.
And after the appearance of this magical avocado, the desires of all slaves are rising. This is a very scary thing.
When the winner appears, desires are aroused to the top. It is difficult to guarantee that someone will target the winner because his desires have been satisfied, while others have no means to suppress their desires at all...
What will a slave do when he loses control?
This is really a good question.
In the final analysis, the Thirteen Commandments are just dispensable nonsense. No one will really strictly regulate themselves according to these things. What's more, the villagers who lead their group of slaves are completely inconsistent with the behavior of the Thirteen Commandments.
The principles have nothing to do with it.
The villagers do whatever they want because they are in a position of oppression and oppression that will never change;
Slaves, on the other hand, are completely at the bottom of the oppressive ladder, and the rules and regulations on their bodies will always be there in a high-sounding way, unless they get a golden opportunity to break these constraints.
The nobles gave this opportunity, was it just a whim?
No, it's not. The nobles don't want to see them really break this shackles, challenge the thirteen commandments, and challenge the rules they set!
But to punish them.
What is the punishment? Punish the murderer for killing other slaves, disrupting the order of the Golden Sun Sanctuary, challenging the thirteen commandments, and challenging the bottom line of the nobles...
Moreover, this punishment has a chain effect, whether it is the deceased who murdered others or other innocent people, they are all receiving punishment!
This is the slave, this is the nobility, this is the Golden Sun Sanctuary.
She said in a different way: "My story is not meant to be told to the villagers. You are just a river crab, you won't understand."
"Stop talking, stop talking!" He Xia turned his head angrily.
"That's the sentence again, River Crab! River Crab! What's wrong with River Crab?! I'm not an ordinary River Crab! I'm a River Crab living outside the Church of Truth! I've been bathed in the light of truth since I was a child! I've always been like this
Accept baptism and edification in the environment! Why do you look down on me?! Is there only prejudice left between us?!? Your "river crab" is like a curse, passing through layers of sharp blades from hell
Fear pierced me, I was panicked, I wanted to retreat, and even kept wanting to give up, but I picked up the pliers that wanted to slap your mouth countless times again, I always hoped that you would understand what I meant, I
I always miss the good times when we started, so I’m asking you this time! Can you throw away your damn prejudices!”
Another bell rang, and where Ye Zhaoling couldn't see her, He Xia's resentment was about to crush her shoulders.
"Can you squat in a different place?" No one can stand such a fat crab lying on his shoulder.
"Humph, I can't!"
——
Rensuke Shirakawa's voice when telling the story is heavenly.
Even the steely girl Ye Zhaoling felt relieved after hearing this.
However, this story is ridiculously short.
The speed version of the short story is gone.
The name of the story is "True Love"
"I can neither draw nor understand art, but I fell in love with an artist at first sight because of a piece of work."
"She is beautiful and proud."
"I have been paying attention to her silently, but I didn't have the chance to get to know her."
"Until that day, I met her by chance at the wax museum. She praised me and hoped that I could be her model."
"I rejected her."
"For a week, I was unmoved."
"Only when she came to me and confessed her love to me a month later, I agreed to her."
"We are sweet and happy. I bought a special machine for her manicure and I look forward to giving her a manicure."
"But she refused. She said she hated manicures."
"I was stunned."
"This little thing can't hinder the relationship between us. We are still sweet and sweet, but..."
"The most realistic thing is that after just a few months of getting along with her, I discovered that although she is an artist that I admire very much, she is not a qualified girlfriend."
"She told me to break up, but I didn't hold her back. We had our last meal together."
"During the dinner, I held her hand for the first time and remembered to tell her about that work."
"The piece I like is a lifelike sculpture."
"Every frown and every smile of that sculpture haunts me. It is her own sculpture, and it looks exactly like her."
"I fell in love with her for that."
"Thus, we started a relationship with her, but we didn't get to the end smoothly. The end of the story is always not as good as the beginning."
"I talked to her about my thoughts about the sculpture, and she always listened with a smile, just like a sculpture."
"When we were leaving the hotel before parting, she handed me a box of macarons. She made them herself. The coloring was very unique and completely her style."
"A few days later, I received an anonymous letter. The content made me extremely frightened. I opened the macaron box tremblingly and ate the last macaron."
"I cried and spat out a small piece of fingernail with a small magnolia flower painted on it."
"It's exactly like the nails on the woman's sculpture."
