Everyone Is Equal
"Everyone has finished their papers this time. Now you can all look up and see everyone's choices." Leo's voice made everyone raise their heads.
Many of them looked up at the large blackboard, where the real-time results had already been tallied, and immediately began checking their answers.
In truth, some questions had no correct answer. It could even be said that every answer was wrong, but he said nothing.
What was human nature? It was checking answers after finishing an exam.
Even if they knew checking was useless, they still had to check. Even if they died, they wanted to die knowing exactly why!
But they discovered that what was on the blackboard was not the correct answer. Even the option chosen by the most people was not necessarily right.
When they answered the questions, they had already formed a certain understanding of the issue and the world. And after choosing from among so many options, they became even more convinced that their own choice was right.
Their choices did not necessarily match the answer chosen by the most people. Instead, they stubbornly believed their own answer was correct, that everyone else was wrong and they were right, that truth was held in the hands of the minority.
"Now, you should understand why we held this assembly, right?" Leo said, pointing at one question with a long whip in his hand. "It's hard to imagine that even though you already have a Fish-Man Karate instructor, so many of you still chose 'fish-men do not belong to humanity.'"
The Revolutionary Army members on Leo's side burst into laughter. Equality for all was an ideal they had mentioned many times, and naturally, "all" included every race.
But for the old Revolutionary Army members, it was enough to make their