latent syndrome.

Chapter 315 314. Cosmic Economy
The essence of currency is a bond. It is a credit relationship guaranteed by the governing body. These bills can be transferred to other individuals in the society to realize the conversion of resources, maximize efficiency, and the free market will expand rapidly.

In an economy of a certain size, when enjoying the convenience brought by the economy, everyone has owed debts since birth, such as maternal and child products, clothing, education, and so on.

So everyone was forced to participate in this involuntary forced labor.

Garner looked at the bright special bullets on the wooden table, and didn't believe what Luca said.

If you have to say what Di Yu did.

In the previous era, those debts were traded in the free market, which often gave birth to some people who used a large amount of bills for monopoly and speculation. The free market can only guarantee expansion, but not distribution. This is the root of all problems.

With the collapse of power and the collapse of the symbolic world, everyone was freed from this disaster.

But it also entered another abyss.

Debt still exists in today's apocalypse, but the issuer has become...natural.

Special bullets are a kind of... life debt.

There is no output in this world, only killing and plundering each other, and this weapon that burns people to death is...the bonds of the universe.

The person who sits in the bank has become an abstract concept like a god. When you please the god, you will be rewarded.

The essence of God is.

Suffering.

Even if there is order, it is only a violent group. The Salvation Army is a violent group, and Camp No. [-] is also a violent group. They just kill each other.

Nothing can be done again.

No one can shake this supreme system. In today's world, nothing is more convincing than bullets.

universe.

This Xeon credit.

It is composed of the blood red of life and the blue veins flowing with killing and tyranny.

stock market.

"Don't you believe it?"

Even in the last era, Luca was one of the pinnacles. Although not as good as some hints that he has a unique control over the spirit, but based on a general concept, he can more or less perceive the mood of others.

"Did the person in charge of your camp send you here?"

To be honest, Luca doesn't really care about the lives of the mother and daughter. If necessary, he can kill them without blinking an eye. What he sticks to is something deeper.

In this last days.

Only these deep things can be truly manifested.

"of course."

"We have prepared some supplies and hope to reach some agreement with you."

"In addition to supplies, we can also satisfy you, any request within our capabilities."

"Even if you want the wives of everyone here, it's feasible."

Garner said blankly.

"Is it."

"Can you decide for everyone?"

Luca asked casually.

"Not calling the shots."

"Under the order of the camp leader, no one can disobey it, otherwise they will be dragged out of the camp, and there will only be a dead end."

Garner found a wooden stool and sat down, looking at the files on the table.

Luca quickly put away.

Garner understood that this might involve the man's secret, so he didn't ask much.

"I said."

"Without any conditions, I will destroy the Salvation Army for free."

"No need to say more."

Luca held up his hand and told Garner to go away.

Garner's eyes were serious, and he had no choice but to conceive the worst idea. Perhaps, he was a member of the Salvation Army. He already knew that Camp No. [-] would not be able to hand over any supplies.

"There has to be a reason."

"In this world, everyone starts from their own interests."

"Without exception, you must be for something."

"Even if you really... agreed to that woman's request just now."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to provoke you, only in this way can I go back and make a deal, not an ambiguous agreement."

"That would kill everyone in the camp."

Although Garner does not know which method of death is more suitable for people, compared to the fear of death, many people would rather slowly become mad after contracting the disease than self-determination.

"You are very kind."

Luka couldn't believe that this was just a low-level infected person. Few people could speak calmly and rationally without any fear in front of him.

I have already disregarded life and death, and it has become a kind of boring thing.

"This is the consequence of violence not being redistributed, returning to its original state."

"There are too many boring people like you."

Luka stood up slowly, walked behind Garner, and placed his shoulders on both sides of his weirdly long fingers like stick insects.

Garner only felt a chill from his shoulders through his spine to his cerebral cortex, seeping into the depths of his soul.

Luca's words were too jumpy and incomprehensible.

"It is precisely because civilization is dispelled."

"That's why there are so many madmen."

"If everyone stays together, it's just the beast that executes its instincts."

"Rationally distribute the remaining materials in the world."

"Follow the orders of a manager, there won't be so many killings, there won't be so many deaths, and everything can start all over again."

"So you'll find out."

"The most precious quality in human beings is not courage."

"It's patience."

"Even knowing that they live like livestock, they can still endure, so that they can make progress under the leadership of the strongest."

"Like a slave building a pyramid."

"And the patients who died from drug experiments."

"Or all the corpses that were dissected by doctors."

"Without their death, without their suffering, without their sacrifice."

"We'll have nothing."

"These men sacrificed to a just cause, this necessary shame, the progressive world, is the monument of civilization."

"It was a little bit of a lift for me, but now that I've changed my mind, there's a question you need to answer."

"You must follow your heart."

"You think it's... courage that makes progress."

"Patience makes people progress."

Luca rubbed Garner's shoulders with his weirdly long fingers, doing a massage. An invisible coercion completely enveloped Garner, and a drop of sweat leaked from his forehead.

"Yes……"

"endure."

Ghana accommodated Luca, and for a moment, he couldn't tell which one was more cruel, a civilized society or this end-time purgatory.

"Um……"

"As I said, you must follow your heart."

"But obviously, you lied to me, and I can hear people's hearts."

"However, the truth is that I'm still going to kill the Salvation Army."

"Because that's my job."

"Won't change your mind because of a joke."

"You should be relieved now, and you can go back to work."

"Then... get out of here."

Luca put his hands down from Garner, and Garner, as if he had been pardoned, didn't have that much oppressive force even in the face of the berserk infected people from the outside world. His breathing was a little short, and he stood up staggeringly and walked outside.

Just as he walked to the door.

"and many more."

Luka said flatly.

Garner paused, a little frightened.

"endure."

"my friend."

"Learn to be patient."

After Luka finished speaking.

Garner left his lounge and closed the wooden door.

The candles in the passageway of the mine flickered a little.

When he came back to his senses, the underwear on his back was already wet with cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)