909. The hand that wields the weapon
Gali-Ulan showed an expression of "I knew it was so" and sneered, "Your Excellency Governor, is this your high talk? Then do you know how many people talk about such topics in my ears every year? Peasant uprisings, workers' riots, robot rebellions, Outer Rim independence... Your Excellency Governor, if it were before humans entered the interstellar age, such topics might still be somewhat possible to discuss, but now?"
He patted the non-existent dust on his clothes and continued, "We are already in the interstellar age, Your Excellency the Governor. No matter how much the workers and farmers riot, all they can find is Blaster pistol. Even if Outer Rim Territories is all independent, all they can produce are some cargo ships designed hundreds of years ago... But do you know what we can have? Star Destroyer!"
The sarcasm on his face became more and more intense, "... You don't need to remind me that Mid Rim and Outer Rim Territories in the Milky Way occupy two-thirds of the total population of the entire Milky Way and four-fifths of the natural resources. It's useless, these things are all under our control, so Because they will never have a real core strength - industry! Even now that Confederacy of Independent Systems is divided, it is still Trade Federation and these Mega-corporations giants who are fighting against us. In the final analysis, it is still a power game between us upper-class people."
As he spoke, he took off his clothes like he was venting and stood naked. He could no longer stand the rough fabric. "So, I am very grateful to you for taking me to experience life. This is an experience I have never had before. I am very grateful to you. But now, please let us return to reality and continue this game that our class should have, okay?"
Gali-Ulan looks at the problem very thoroughly. The elite education he has received for a long time means that his mind will never be shaken by such a little experience.
Tang Xiao just shook his head expressionlessly and said slowly, "The oligarchic system established by Galactic Republic over the course of more than 20,000 years of history can indeed be said to be effective. It gives the people desperate rights to survive and at the same time builds an indestructible fortress for yourself. You have foreseen who your possible enemies are from the beginning, so you will not have any chance against the opponents you expected."
Gali-Ulan raised his head and said nothing, but his meaning was expressed clearly.
Tang Xiao continued, "You understand that such cruel exploitation will cause class divisions and cause resistance from the lower class people, so you have monopolized technology and industry so that things that can really threaten you can never appear in the hands of the lower class people. Even in the current civil war in the galaxy, although Confederacy of Independent Systems is using the banner of freedom and equality, in fact, their war actions have nothing to do with the lower class people - the manufacturing of battleships, and even the glory of going into battle has nothing to do with them."
"And it's not enough to just be desperate. They need to be given some hope. After giving up almost all their strength and life, they can get a little gift that is enough to sustain life. At the same time, there will be a series of examinations and selections, so that they can see a little bit of the possibility of changing their lives and changing their class... As long as there is such a thing, the vast majority of people will not resist."
Gali-Ulan said expressionlessly, "And we call this - a social system."
Tang Xiao turned around, looked at him with some pity, and said, "You know, Mr. Gali, I am not a qualified orator. In my short life so far, there have been countless cases of people changing, but not through debate, but through... choice. As I said, I give people the power to choose. The choice is yours, and I just add a D after your original ABC option."
He continued, "In fact, option D has always existed, but why has it disappeared from your choices? This is because you do not have the ability to see it, but I... can."
As he spoke, he walked towards the sofa. When he passed Gali-Ulan, he raised his hand and pressed lightly in the air. Gali was immediately pushed to his knees by the invisible force. Then he came to the sofa and sat down, crossed his legs, and said easily, "Weapons need to be controlled by one hand, and what I want to talk to you about is this hand."
"You don't mean to say that this is a hand within our class, do you?" Gali-Ulan was half-kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth. It was a little difficult to speak, but he was still familiar with almost every situation.
"In your imagination, even the struggle within your class is foreseeable. But such a struggle is also under certain rules. Because no matter which party is fighting, they will not break this rule. After all, if the rules are broken, they will be injured." Tang Xiao said lightly.
"I think that's what we're talking about now," Gali-Ulan said.
Tang Xiao sneered and shook his head, "Don't keep talking about 'us', Gali-Ulan. I don't belong to your class that is destined to be destroyed. Everything you build is meaningless and useless to me. And the same is true for that hand."
His eyes turned cold, "What he wants to establish is a more efficient, more extreme, and more powerful system, and in this system, Gali-Ulan... you have eaten too much."
Gali-Ulan's face began to turn gloomy, "This is impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible, because in this new system, everything belongs to him. Will he allow you to eat what should originally belong to him into your own stomachs?" Tang Xiao said, "Of course it is undeniable that you are extremely powerful, so to destroy you, an extremely powerful weapon is needed..."
He pointed to his head, "Belief, and cognition..."
"The so-called faith and cognition are the cognition of Galactic Republic by every living being in the entire galaxy. Everything you have now is based on the premise of the existence of Galactic Republic, and all people must think from this perspective when thinking about problems. But... do you know why this civil war broke out?" Tang Xiao asked in return.
"Redistribution of interests!" Gali-Ulan became a little anxious.
"No, it's the process of erasing this belief. What that hand did was the same as mine, but it was bigger - it gave everyone in the galaxy a new choice. Among this choice, Galactic Republic, does not exist at all! Once this choice is put in front of you, do you know how crazy things will happen?" An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Tang Xiao's mouth.
"Even so, our status cannot be threatened! The class gap is unbridgeable!" Gali-Ulan's defense at this moment was more like convincing himself.
A look of pity appeared in Tang Xiao's eyes again, "Are you sure... among what you call 'us', everyone really wants Galactic Republic to continue to exist?"
Gali-Ulan's face turned pale.
Tang Xiao sneered and said, "In our Dawn Star Planet, this belief and understanding is called... the people's heart."