Like Hell I Believe You (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

After Madam Qian finished speaking, she bowed and stepped down from the podium.

As for what happened afterward...

At a time like this,

she could not worry about that much.

Given enough time, people's hearts grew restless.

There would always be some who felt they had become enlightened and wanted to venture into the outside world and take a look... Some genuinely believed the moon abroad was rounder, while others simply wanted to use it as a distinction, separating themselves from the common masses.

As some young master once said, "It's already 9102, and there are still people who've never been abroad?" Showing off one's superiority was also one of humanity's innate instincts.

People...

really did have all sorts of strange bad habits, and those habits would not disappear just because someone had money, power, or extensive knowledge.

In fact, those vile traits swelled under the influence of money, ran rampant under the influence of power, and became even craftier with the help of knowledge.

It seemed

that only those who were evil and knew how to wield evil could stand higher by stepping on the shoulders of their own kind.

People called that "success."

The formidable ones were called Heros, while those who were not quite as formidable were given a pleasant-sounding name to wrap up their rotten, stinking essence: Exquisite Egoists.

Those who could truly see into their own hearts and tame them were far too few.

Bound by all kinds of conditions, the development of human civilization really did seem to have spiraled out of control and become distorted. Now that the American Federation had suddenly appeared as such an excellent filter, that could not have been better.

Perhaps this was also a necessary detoxification process that emerged once humanity developed to a certain stage.

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