Oda Ieyasu—or rather, the bureaucracy and Conglomerate system centered around the Daimyo—understood Lin Qing's intentions perfectly.
He simply wanted to overthrow certain people and create a world without oppression, where people could live like human beings. According to the tenets of the "Awakening Ideology," when that time came—
"Resources and power would be redistributed according to each person's actual needs, allowing everyone to realize their full potential and maximize their efficiency..."
Oda Ieyasu gazed quietly at Lin Qing.
"A dreamlike world such as that."
"Then, Mr. Lin Qing, may I ask how your ideals of equality and distribution according to need will contend with human desire?"
The moon shone bright, its reflection falling upon the small pond in the courtyard.
The bamboo water ladle slowly filled with water. When it was full, it tipped with a clack, startling the fish in the pond into darting away and shattering the moon's reflection into ripples.
Much like the mood of everyone present.
Mei Terumi quietly clenched her hands, looking anxiously at Lin Qing's back.
It was only a question, and the other man hadn't pressed him aggressively. Yet it was like a needle, piercing straight between their brows.
She had no answer.
She hadn't found one during the entire journey from Yuma County.
But Mei Terumi understood that Oda Ieyasu was right. The veil of confusion he had left hanging over Yuma County had indeed been an act of goodwill.
As the Daimyo, as an honest man, Oda Ieyasu hadn't launched a sudden attack that night. He had raised the question well in advance, giving Lin Qing plenty of time to think.
She couldn't even refute Oda Ieyasu's argument.
If resources were distributed according to need... was there anything in this world people didn't need?
People would yearn for exquisite delicacies and