Chapter 1189: If a person is killed, he will die! That's all
After creating a huge sinkhole that even caused the city to sink, Mo Cheng did not stay for too long, but turned around and left.
There is not much point in staying here after the work is done. Instead, it will make Mo Cheng subconsciously calculate how much loss he has caused.
Not to mention the cost of building all kinds of buildings in the city, the subsidence of the flat ground to form sinkholes has led to changes in mineral veins and terrain, almost making this place permanently lose its function as a human gathering place.
As long as it rains, you can witness what Atlantis is.
Mo Cheng also noticed that when the terrain changed, a huge river was forcibly changed its course. He didn't even bother to think about what kind of chain reaction this would cause.
When we returned to the safe house, we saw Willis and the priest looking serious. They turned on the TV and a strange symbol appeared on the screen.
Mo Cheng curled his lips, "You have to hide your face when you speak, are you afraid that it will be recorded in some black notebook?"
The person hiding behind the symbol on TV claimed to be a spokesperson. He asked people to report immediately if they spotted the two people. At the same time, the appearances of Mo Cheng and Pallas were shown on the screen.
The spokesperson described Mo Cheng and Pallas as terrorists, but Mo Cheng had no intention of refutation. After all, he had blown up other people's factories and turned the city into a sinkhole. It was only right to call him a terrorist and even accuse him of crimes against humanity.
By the way, the spokesperson also blamed Mo Cheng for the destruction of the city caused by releasing the orc army.
Finally, the spokesperson made a final announcement in a solemn voice, saying that Babel Tower would not sit idly by and watch the matter, and would arrest and try those who disrupted the order.
A passable statement to the public, but nothing more.
This shouldn't be the reason why the priest looked so serious.
"He's getting scared!" The priest clenched his hands excitedly. "In the past hundred years, the Tower of Babel has never issued any instructions or orders to the outside world. Only the Executors have been operating in secret."
Mo Cheng had a different opinion on this, "They are not afraid, they just feel the need to come out and say something."
He squinted his eyes and watched the statement being replayed. Mo Cheng was actually not unfamiliar with this kind of behavior. This kind of situation had happened when he was the ruler of the Kingdom of Eden.
Willis looked hesitant. "What exactly do they, the masters of the Tower of Babel, want to do?"
This is the question Willis has been trying to figure out since he began training.
That’s what the [Organization] wants to do.
This is a question that is not easy to answer . After the death of the last assassin master, the Holy Guard, this part of the information also disappeared into the darkness.
The priest didn't know much about this, so he couldn't answer Willis 's question.
However, Mo Cheng actually happened to know the answer to this question.
He cleared his throat and began to speak, "Humans are immature children, fragile and immature. Humans need a God who can discern everything and is absolutely correct to govern them."
That look clearly revealed the arrogance in his words. For a moment, Willis and the priest felt that they were not facing a wanted master assassin, but the owner of the Tower of Babel.
"How dare he compare himself to a god?!"
"Why wouldn't he dare?" Mo Cheng laughed out loud, as if facing a naive question. "His factory produces energy, which is efficient and stable, and one level ahead of the current electric energy. He has an unknown source of technology, which is powerful and clear, and his technology is almost smooth sailing. He also has a group of vicious troops who absolutely obey his orders, and he has some kind of powerful control ability."
"I haven't even figured out what abilities he has, but just based on these, he is already above everyone else."
"With these things, if he doesn't call himself a god, do you still expect him to lead all of humanity in developing technology and conquering the universe?"
After a pause, Mo Cheng added, "Well, it seems that the Tower of Babel is really developing technology and trying to enter the universe. But obviously in his eyes, only the people in his organization are called humans, and the others are called human reserves."
Mo Cheng shrugged and made his final comment, "This is a normal practice for a person with power. It is so normal that I have no reason to doubt it. If your point is that capable people should use their power to contribute to society, then the owner of the Tower of Babel did it, but the fruits of his contribution cannot be shared by ordinary people. If you require capable people to make selfless contributions, this kind of thing is abnormal."
“When ordinary people have power and strength, they will never think about [dedication]. Only those who place all their hopes on the mercy of the powerful will think that the powerful will treat others well because they are bored or need others, and thus treat them well and even flatter them.”
"What's that naive saying ? Rather than ruling over humans, they must want their reputation to be praised by people. They must think so in their hearts."
"The fact that he allowed everyone in this society to have the identity of a human being, instead of degrading those who are not his own people to animals and giving them a cruel promotion path from animals to humans, has already surprised me, and I think the owner of the Tower of Babel has done a good job."
Although his task panel described the owner of the Tower of Babel as cruel and vicious, from Mo Cheng's perspective, the owner of the Tower of Babel ruled quite well.
At least this society does not yet have the class of "humanoid animals".
Considering that the master of the Tower of Babel once turned the country he ruled into a combination of "a farmer and his livestock", there is really nothing to criticize about his rule.
"So..." Willis said in a puzzled voice, "You think the owner of the Tower of Babel is not wrong in some way? Are we the ones who are wrong?"
"Diode thinking..."
Mo Cheng sighed. He didn't understand what ideological things the priest had taught during this time that made Willis, who used to be a working animal, become like a diode.
"Don't think in a dead end. What does it have to do with us whether the owner of the Tower of Babel is right or not, or whether he does it well or not?"
"Right or wrong, good or bad, is not a reason to judge whether a person deserves to die."
"He will die, just because I want to kill him. He deserves to die, just because I think he will die."
"Other than that, it has nothing to do with anything else, society, or morality."
Mo Cheng did not teach Willis's ideas. When faced with his questions, he just expressed his own thoughts.
Or to some extent , Mo Cheng's idea can be regarded as [everything is false, everything is allowed].
"When people are killed, they die! That's all."
