People always had different thoughts and desires at different stages of their lives, but there was one thing they all shared.
That was summing up the past and looking ahead to the future.
What would the future be like? Mr. Truman stared into Lin Qi's eyes. He saw Lin Qi's gaze lose focus for a moment. He was thinking.
Yet it also seemed... his gaze had passed through his own body and looked toward some place "ahead." The feeling made people shiver, but it also brought a trace of anticipation and excitement.
What would the future be like? Could he really see it? Mr. Truman wondered.
After a moment, Lin Qi smiled and shook his head. "That's a profound question. No one can answer it for you."
Mr. Truman looked at him with a half-smile. "I feel like you really saw something just now. Don't you want to share it with me?"
"Wealth!"
Lin Qi did not refuse. The first word out of his mouth was one that made it impossible to suppress people's impulses and desire for it: wealth.
Next came...
"Power, war!"
"You know, some people believe that war and capital are means and methods derived outward from politics. They believe we use capital or war to solve problems, but that isn't the case."
"Politics isn't as important as it imagines itself to be. Truman, whether in the past, present, or future, politics has always been toyed with in the palm of capital's hand."
"You asked me what I saw..." He held his head as if thinking, yet also as if summing up how to express everything he had seen. "I saw uncontrolled capital expanding to the point where it could no longer be controlled."
"Everyone is controlled by capital. The wealthier someone is, the louder they speak.