"In ancient times, as long as the common people had a bite to eat, no matter how awful it tasted, they wouldn't rebel as long as they weren't starving to death."
"They also took it for granted that people weren't born equal."
"But in modern times, even the poorest people had food and clothing and wouldn't starve. Even so, they dared to lash out at anything and anyone."
"The survivors had all enjoyed good lives, and they had modern ways of thinking."
"We took in the very best survivors and left the rest struggling between life and death."
"We have rice to eat. They don't."
"When those tensions reach their peak one day, when they've reached the limit of what they can bear, could hundreds of thousands of people band together to attack our Dawn City?"
"They're all at the bottom of the heap, probably only level five or even level four. They pose no threat to us."
Mi Ling said in a subdued voice, "But what can we do? Kill them all? Leave only the people of Dawn City alive?"
"If our positions were reversed and I were one of them, I think I'd join the forces attacking Dawn City too."
Mi Ling stared blankly at her pale, clean palms. "Will my hands be stained with countless lives one day?"
Kill them. Kill until only Dawn City's members remained.
Wasn't that a horrifying prospect?
Chen Luo had only one thought: there was no way out.
So that was what Ye Yu had meant earlier. He had foreseen this.
If, when the apocalypse struck, there was a spaceship bound for a safe planet, but only a limited number of tickets...
Those who didn't get tickets would definitely think, If you won't let me live, then we'll die together, and do