Chapter 150: Chu Yaoxing said that the mourning family is the strongest king in the mouth cannon world!
In the camp's elf bar, there is a mage-type NPC with long purple hair who looks like he's in a bad mood. The news spread far and wide, and almost all players associated it with the "Hidden Mission" the next second they heard the news.
Hidden Quests = Huge Rewardsβ Mystery Giftsβ Followers β Artifacts...... I can't stop thinking about it.
The players who got the news rushed to the elf bar almost non-stop, but the army was faster. By the time the players arrived, the bar had been taken over by several Imperial soldiers, not to mention the players, and even the players' dogs were not allowed to enter.
This frustrated the players outside the bar, and since the news had been spread, someone must have seen the NPC. Those of them who fall behind can only watch the rewards being taken away by other players.
But in fact, the truth of the matter is just that Chu Feiyue wants to find a place to drink stuffy wine (Su Lei: Blame me?). Halfway through the drink, he was found by Old Man Ike.
The soldiers at the door were all specially set up by Ike in order to charter this bar so that Chu Feiyue would not be disturbed. Ike was the highest-ranking person in the camp, and his words were absolute here. Seeing that it was Ike's request, the handsome elf guy who opened the bar naturally didn't dare to disobey, so this bar became Chu Feiyue's special.
Ike was still wearing his rotten robe as the director of the laboratory, tilting his head, and looking at Chu Feiyue who was holding a wine glass in a daze beside him with a sad face.
The cup of low-degree elf ale given by the store manager in front of him, if it was normal, he would definitely be happy to drink it all. But right now, I'm not in the mood at all...
After pondering for a long time, Ike finally found a very lame reason for himself to "talk" to Chu Feiyue.
"Your Excellency, Inheritor... That one... Mage's words... It's better not to be exposed to alcohol too much. β
"The guy in the wine cellar under the desk is not qualified to say that."
Chu Feiyue glanced at Ike with disdain, and once again drained the elven fruit wine in front of him.
Although it is a fruit wine, the alcohol content of this fruit wine made from "sake fruit" is not low. Coupled with the purification technology mastered by the elves (as can be seen from the extraction of cocaine, the elves' purification technology is slightly better than that of the earth), and the actual degree of this wine is really not low.
But the bad thing is that the elves' preferences have always been plain with a hint of sweetness, and this racial attribute has even been brewed into the wine by them. Drinking these wines, which tasted no different from drinks, Chu Feiyue didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to get drunk.
When you're upset, it's good to go to a bar and get drunk (Su Lei: Blame me?). Why do you drink so much and still don't faint?
Hawkers, as I said earlier, elemental elves are idealistic creatures. If you think you'll be drunk, give her a cup of cold white and you'll become a drunken cat. But the wine that Chu Feiyue tasted now didn't taste like wine at all, and subconsciously felt that this thing was a drink, and it was strange to drink too much.
At this time, just order him a cup of dwarf ale wine to get a drunken pseudo-girl, but unfortunately, Chu Feiyue ordered the strongest wine, not the wine with the greatest taste, and the strongest fruit wine in the elf tavern was the kind of "drink" in front of Chu Feiyue.
That's a high degree of wine with more than fifty degrees (similar conversion algorithm), and Chu Feiyue's "massiveness" that doesn't even do (6) cups of like drinking white water has scared the handsome elf guy behind the bar to dispel the idea of going up to talk. Nima, if he gets caught pouring a glass or two, he can close his doors today.
Although it is an elf, the handsome elf who has been contaminated with copper because he has been mixed with human society for a long time is reluctant to give up those cute gold coins. In the evening, business at the Elf Bar is very good.
"Naa... Grandpa Ike, you say... Which is more important, collective and individual? β
Chu Feiyue put the quilt that was empty again on the bar, and watched the handsome elf guy refill his open cup with her purple eyes that shimmered with shimmering light.
"What?"
ββ¦β¦ That is, what is your choice when the interests of the collective and the interests of the individual conflict? β
Chu Feiyue held her chin, squinted her eyes slightly, looked at the old man Ike, and asked softly.
Ike could feel that Chu Feiyue was not asking this question casually, but sincerely asking an elder for advice.
Then the answer, naturally, can't be too simple.
After a moment of silence, Ike said slowly, "If it were me, I would like... I would choose the collective. β
"Really..."Chu Feiyue fell silent again.
"A lot of times, things move faster than you react. Many times, my body has outpaced my mind. Looking back now, I realize that I don't even remember what was going on in my mind when I stood in front of them. β
At that time, that choice was completely instinctive and could not be faked. The heaviest of all, this placeβ" Old Ike drew a bowl-sized circle on his chest with his fingers, "and it was completely penetrated, and all the blood was drained. If it weren't for the Radiant Pope who happened to be there, I would probably be in the Forgotten City by now. β
Seeing Chu Feiyue's somewhat surprised eyes, Old Man Ike puffed up his chest proudly and grinned.
"If the individual is higher than the collective, how can I use my life to protect others. I believe that if I had been lying on the ground at that time, they would have done the same, just as I had stood in front of them. β
"It is because of them that I am here. I'm one of them, and that's what I think of as a collective. β
"Collectives and individuals don't need to be so invited. Because in the collective, there is everyone. β
Before Old Man Ike could say anything more, the pocket watch on his chest on the table suddenly vibrate. His face changed, he opened the lid of the pocket watch, glanced at the graphics on it, and then pushed the pocket watch into his arms and stood up.
"Lord Inheritor, something has happened to my side, and I have to say goodbye first."
"Oh ~ go ~ there's an emergency, right?"
"That's not it, it's the reinforcements that we've invited. If I'm alone, I'm really not sure that I'll win the Sage Tennoji, but with her help, hehe..."
As he spoke, the old man's old face showed the smile on which the three of the flower court relied to become famous.
After the old man Ike left, only Chu Feiyue and the elf manager who was both a bartender and a bartender were left in the entire bar.
Chu Feiyue held her wine glass, and the confusion in her eyes did not diminish because of Ike's answer, but became more intense.
Team - can give their lives for their teammates and believe that their teammates can treat themselves with the same attitude.
Collective - Each of the collectives is the master of the collective. The collective encompasses each of them, but is above each other.
But...
But......
But.........
But!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why can't I feel this emotion, everyone in the group is so far away from me, so far away that even my vision will be blurred, so far away that I can't even hear my voice clearly.
A white ball of light floated out of Chu Feiyue's body, landed on the chair next to him, and stretched into a purple-haired royal sister who was ninety-five percent similar to him, and could hardly see the difference except that her breasts were very full.
"Little brother, this guy has a drink, bring me a drink too. By the way, bring me another glass of the strongest wine. β
The brains of the handsome elves are a little down, what is going on? It's obviously one person, why did they suddenly become two, and they still look so similar, twin sisters?
"Do as she says."
"Oh, wait a minute."
However, since Chu Feiyue, the main owner, has commanded, the owner of the elf shop does not care about the details.
A moment later, a glass of high fruit wine and a cup of dwarven rye draft beer with a strong taste were placed on the table by the elf store manager. Chu Yaoxing gently took away the glass of crystal clear fruit wine, but stayed away from the glass of barley wine.
Taking a sip of fruit wine, Chu Yaoxing's eyes lit up, obviously very satisfied with this delicious "drink".
However, when she turned around, she found that Chu Feiyue was looking at her steadily, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him.
"Now, stupid? Who is it to give a stinky face? β
"Why did you get out..."
"Why can't I just come out? Obviously, you can be free outside. β
"It's up to you."
Chu Yaoxing pouted and began to maliciously sell cuteness, Chu Feiyue could only roll her eyes and refocus her attention on the wine glass in front of her.
Although she had an agreement with Chu Yaoxing that she was usually not allowed to come out, that was already when she couldn't be separated from her body. Now that Chu Yaoxing has the ability to act alone from himself, the agreement between Chu Feiyue and her has basically been nullified.
However, Chu Feiyue didn't want to deal with Chu Yaoxing, but Chu Yaoxing wouldn't let Chu Feiyue go like this. After all, isn't that why she came out for this?
"Hey, what the hell are you sad about?"
Chu Yaoxing took the initiative to provoke the conversation, and Chu Feiyue's attention was successfully pulled from the wine glass.
"Don't you know everything about me? Why do you even want to ask me..."
"That's why I asked, because I knew it all. What are you grieving about? β
"Conflict between the individual and the collective? Come on... Do you really understand what a collective is? β
"You, you don't know anything, don't pretend to be deep here, okay, little brat..."
Chu Yaoxing's fingers drew a small circle on the table, and his heart was secretly refreshed. It's a great feeling to point at someone else's nose and scold someone else, and others can't refute it yet.
"Then you sue me, what is the collective."
Chu Feiyue's hand finally left the wine glass of the fruit wine.
"The concept of collectivity, what the old man said just now is actually not wrong at all. Dedication, gain, the result of the harmony and unity of the two factors, is the collective. β
"But you get it wrong, and it's the most important thing. What you are suffering about is that you cannot understand the collective sacrifice, do you? β
"But you don't seem to have even thought about whether you are a member of this group or not. Joining a group is not just a matter of words. β
"If someone else's collective just lets you join, will it become yours?"
Facing Chu Yaoxing's question, Chu Feiyue was silent.
Collective, someone else's collective? Where is your own collective?
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