Night, by Sea God Lake.
Huo Yuhao stood by the lake, quietly gazing at the opposite shore.
This was where he liked to come when he needed to think. As the lakeside breeze brushed against him, his thoughts drifted farther and farther with the wind.
Tian Meng's curious voice rang out in his mind. "Yuhao, what are you thinking about now?"
Huo Yuhao said quietly, "I'm thinking about those students Xuan Zi said were killed by a hundred-thousand-year soul beast."
His expression grew more solemn than it had ever been.
When Huo Yuhao had argued with Zhou Yi, he had proposed ideological education for the army to strengthen its organization and cohesion. But he himself knew perfectly well that this argument had two fatal weaknesses.
One of those weaknesses was this: before absolute strength, all of it was meaningless!
This line of reasoning worked between countries on Earth with roughly comparable basic conditions, but it could never be transplanted directly to the Douluo Continent.
Because this world had peerless powerhouses capable of deciding the course of a battle. No matter how united ordinary people and the weak were, no matter how closely they worked together, they remained hopelessly fragile before an overwhelmingly powerful opponent.
Commoners and Titled Douluo might both be human, but they were no longer the same species!
Humans were social animals. If the social relationships between people and the laws of physics were directly altered, wouldn't the human species itself change as a result?
The more Huo Yuhao thought, the more tangled his mind became.
All he could do here was ponder fruitlessly. He had no means of putting anything into social practice, and every conclusion depended entirely on his reasoning and imagination.
The Ice Empress's cold voice rang out. "You really do love worrying about things."