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"So, what do you think of the god who sent us into this world?"

After Lin Feirui asked, he turned around and walked out. ~Nibble? Book*Small*Say*Net:.*No pop-ups?@++.*

For her, it's a necessary way to increase her attractiveness. And it really works. After she left, Wang Luo paced around the room, looking a little irritable.

Strangely, he didn't think about the question she asked, but only annoyed.

Lately, everything has been going well, but where does this irritability come from?

Is it because it's too smooth, it's too easy, and everything is too easy, so it feels boring?

But isn't it what I've been looking forward to? If there are setbacks and failures, then not only can you not become the leader of the army now, but you will become a lost dog with nothing.

No, no, no, you can't aspire to failure. This is the most dangerous thought that will ruin the good fortune of the present.

By the way, what you do, justice, is in itself like boredom--- and it doesn't need the enemy more to stimulate it.

Is it wrong to save these people? You can't go wrong.

And the most powerful and effective strategy that my generation can adopt when saving people is GCZY--- I have read too much in textbooks since I was a child, and I have seen too many injustices in society, and I feel the harm caused by the selfishness of others, so I am more and more inclined to accept them.

But at the same time, one of the issues that must be paid attention to is that fairness and justice are also very boring things--- especially after a period of victory.

It hasn't taken shape yet, but it's just a little sparkling. With the arrival of new enemies, it will be suppressed for the time being. But it will not disappear, and it will not come into play completely after the final victory.

Moreover, I not only insist on justice, but also have kindness in my bones, which is another big problem.

Perhaps, that's why I provoked the yellow scarf. He remembered what he had just done and found a reason for himself.

In short, boredom is a problem that exists in itself, and the responsibility is not all on me---- for people who have been indulging in pain for a long time, the pursuit of fairness can cause a sense of excitement, and the pursuit of success brings spiritual satisfaction. But I was an outsider and had not suffered from these landlords, so the satisfaction of the victory was not strong enough, and I felt bored after the victory.

Compared to the previous scene, teasing others, lifting others, and the pleasure of victory, this victory is significantly less fun.

Someone else is like this besides me? Just a little later than me? After the victory, they also feel that the fun is lost?

This is the reason for the degeneration or metamorphosis of the revolutionaries who preceded it? After losing an enemy who put a lot of pressure on you, there is an emptiness in your heart?

And some of them have a relatively small need for spiritual satisfaction, so they can hold on because of past successes and the sacrifices of comrades-in-arms; But others, the pursuit of mental stimulation is higher, so they choose to fall?

And if they, the first generation, can still hold on to it on the whole---- then their children, who are born with a higher status and a more privileged environment, simply have no reason to insist on that boring justice. Because their elders insist that justice may require the sacrifice of their lives, they will be considered great and noble; But their insistence on justice is often only taken for granted and even ridiculed; And plundering others, but no one can stop them, others can only swallow their anger there, silently trembling.

Comparing the two, it is self-evident what I agree with in my bones. And if, relying on inertia, they can still hold on, then the collapse of the third generation ....

Think of the USSR as it is.

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p; In order for the former heroes or their descendants to insist on justice, it is necessary to give enough respect to the difficulty of this insistence and pay due rewards--- and the second and even third generations of the rescued often take the justice they have received for granted---- which is the so-called "evil of the weak".

The sad thing is that the weak generally get nothing from this kind of malice in their hearts, but they will thus stabilize the position of the strong, and they who can't get rid of this malice can't do anything bad themselves, but they inadvertently build a cornerstone for the strong to plunder themselves.

Is this the so-called "cyclical law of history"? This is why the revolution, despite its raging fire, could not solve the problem once and for all?

That... Try to solve this problem at the root? Although it is more difficult... But let's do it for fun.

Kindness... It's boring anyway. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Suyan.

It's better than her.

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"Whoever of you wants to go, stand up for yourself."

"You know the contents of the letter. This is the door pointing at the nose and swearing. Let me make it clear to you, this is a mortal mission. Who has the guts, stand up, go! If you don't have the guts, I'll go back and tell the general, your camp is full of cowards! ”

Sun Qiao shouted angrily in his camp. "I know you, there are people whose whole families have been bewitched by the thieves of the Yellow Turbans, and they have left their homes and died on the road! Some people were robbed by the Yellow Turban thieves and killed their entire family! Now is my chance! When sending a letter, there is an army behind it. The Yellow Turban thieves killed you, and the army naturally avenged you! ”

"On the battlefield, life and death are not ordinary! I counted to three, and if no one dared to stand up, I would go to another battalion! My Sun Qiao doesn't have the face to take you to the battlefield! ”

"One."

"Two!"

"I'll go."

Just as Sun Qiao expected, someone spoke. But when he looked at it with satisfaction, it suddenly changed color.

It was not the soldier in front of him who spoke, but not far away, a captive with chains, ragged clothes, and disheveled hair--- who seemed to be one of the few Han officers who had not surrendered.

Sun Qiao glared at his men and turned to the captive. "Who are you?"

"The general of the defeated army, he has no face to say his name." The captive arched his hand. "My whole family was victimized by the Yellow Turbans, so I joined the army to fight against thieves. The day before yesterday, he was defeated and captured, and he was determined to die to repay the country. But I heard that your army plans to crusade against the Yellow Turbans, and the matter of sending a letter to scold the Yellow Turbans is not talented, and I am willing to be a messenger. ”

"Say less words we don't understand!" Sun Qiao shouted angrily.

There was a burst of laughter all around. Sun Qiao glanced at the captive and pondered... The mission of death is indeed difficult to find. This Han prisoner was unwilling to surrender, and he had a grudge against the Yellow Turban, so it was better to let him go.

"You're not trying to escape, are you?" Sun Qiao asked.

"If Commander Sun is worried, just send someone to follow me." The captive laughed. "Your subordinates don't dare to send a letter, don't they dare to send me over?"

Many of Sun Qiao's men glared at him. Sun Qiao smiled. "Good! Then send you! It's just that your appearance is too ugly. Wash him. ”

After arranging it, Sun Qiao turned around and went straight to Wang Luo's camp.

After listening to the report, Wang Luo hesitated.

"Okay, let him go."

The content does not need to be changed, it is better than the new one prepared by yourself: "There is yellow in the north, and its name is scarf." The yellow scarf is so big that it can't fit on a plate. Cook it with salt, and it tastes good...", which is more deterrent.

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