Durin's Diary

Chapter 787 Desire
Du Lin didn't say anything, but Eleven started cursing.

·Birth, Dalindi can't even feed its own people, yet they set up this public-private partnership shit thing. I really have never seen such an operation. How can they be so damned?

Du Lin slumped in his chair and sighed at the magical ABCD in front of him.

"Yara, I have an order here. Bring your men to carry it out. Any farm owners in my Great Woodland territory who join Desmond's Great Woodland food supply system will have their entire families expelled immediately. Give me the numbers when the time comes, and I'll transfer people from my brother to take over."

Du Lin had previously wanted to follow the orcs' wishes and use local people whenever possible, from farmers to managers, but he didn't expect that the Great Forest would play such a trick on him. They didn't even think about what Du Lin had just fought with.

Is it a fight with the air?

"Are you angry?"

"How can I not be angry?"

In response to the reminder from Yala, the little tigress, Du Lin asked back with a smile.

"You are indeed angry, very angry." She looked at Du Lin, her eyes full of hesitation. "Don't kill them. At least I will exile them myself, but please don't kill them."

Du Lin was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "You're different now. Before, you didn't care about the lives of mortals, but now you're willing to plead for them, even though you know they deserve to die."

"Human beings have greed, that's normal, isn't it? But the problem is that you shouldn't punish without teaching."

When the four-character idiom "not teaching but punishing" was spoken, Du Lin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll recognize your words today. Tell me, how long have you been learning this?"

"When I heard about this, I asked Lan En to teach me, but it was too difficult. I studied for three days, and you know I still haven't learned everything." Yara said this, and smiled awkwardly at Du Lin: "You are so magnanimous, you can't go back on your word."

"No regrets." Du Lin nodded. "But I'm going to be frank with you. What if someone doesn't listen to you and insists on occupying the position?"

"I will take action and will not let the Grand Duke dirty his hands. The Great Woodland is yours and mine. I am your wife and will never let you tire yourself."

Okay, since Yara has said so, what else can Du Lin say? He can only hope that someone can make Yara make this exception.

………………

It’s a pity that there is no one.

Yara was very powerful and no one dared to contradict her. When Dulin heard that he was very angry, Desmond's Great Forest Food Supply System voluntarily withdrew from the alliance and very honestly formed a three-party alliance with the Eastern Territory and Austria-Switzerland.

The speed was so fast that Du Lin was caught off guard.

Is there an illusion of punching cotton?

Daju sighed.

Du Lin nodded, thinking that it was absolutely right. The old lady from the Great Forest and her military advisors knelt down so quickly. Not only did they kneel down before he could even make a move to punch them, they also took the initiative to get along with the Eastern Territory and Austria-Switzerland.

Pool also gave good news. After the three parties joined forces, almost 60% of the grain production in the Western Continent was in Durin - the Great Forest Land had black soil that was only found in Ukraine in another world, the Eastern Territory was Poland plus half of Belarus, and as for Austria-Switzerland, although there were many mountains, people would definitely not starve since they planted sweet potatoes on the mountains.

After this incident, the remaining three companies immediately fell silent, saying that the previous price increase was caused by insufficient transportation capacity, and they also took the initiative to deliver a lot more affordable goods to Yinlongshan.

·You won’t cry until you see the coffin.

Eleven sighed.

·But you are quite cruel. A lot of your history has been lost. How did you know the harm?

Eleven's question reminded Du Lin of a joke from his past life. "You know, in my past life, the world was already very advanced. Humans could replace failing natural organs with artificial ones. But life still has an end. The rich are just farther away from it, while the poor are closer. But when I was about to die, technology had already appeared that could upload a person's will into an artificial brain."

At this point, Du Lin smiled. Even death can't control the rich. Think about it, how could I not know how terrifying they are?

Awesome, you guys have accomplished something that 2077 couldn't do back then.

This 2077 that Eleven mentioned actually made Du Lin very curious - because he had never seen such a thing in his previous life, nor had he heard much about games: "My whole life has been a life of killing. This thing you are talking about should be a game, right? Is it fun?"

"It's really fun, brother, trust me. 2077 was released in 2020 AD. Although various content was canceled for various reasons, the gameplay was patched up and by the time the DLC came out, it was already a good cyberpunk game."

After Eleven's explanation, Du Lin finally understood.

But he was still very confused.

"Why do you like this game so much? Shouldn't it be very outdated for your time?"

Because it represents an era.

In Eleven's introduction, Du Lin heard a very absurd story.

The story of 2077 takes place in a place called Night City. Later, when it was 2077 AD, the old players who were still alive at that time stood up one after another. They sent greetings on the Internet at midnight on January st.

Good morning, Night City.

I can imagine what a grand yet lonely carnival it was.

Daju sighed.

Du Lin nodded.

Yes, a carnival where the average age may reach 2020 years old. Even if a player in 20 is only 2077 years old, he will be in , not to mention the older players.

·For that day, many old players had already issued calls on the Internet as early as ten years ago, but unfortunately not many people were able to wait until the end.

Eleven sighed.

Some say this is because there have been many epidemics of diseases in the past few decades, which have changed history and made people's bodies fragile, eventually forcing them to turn to prosthetic technology.

I kind of understand what Eleven wants to say. There’s something wrong with the epidemic, right?

As a medical AI, Daju knows more than Du Lin thinks.

Who knows? I don’t have it in my database, but you only need to use the data to check and you will understand how terrible a pandemic is from the perspective of probability. Even setting an alarm clock is not that terrible, right?

Nonsense! Whoever told me that a pandemic every five to ten years is normal, I will twist his head off and kick it like a ball.

Daju was silent for a moment after saying this.

But that’s not the case here.

He sighed.

That's because you have madmen like Dulin who are willing to commit massacres for tomorrow.

Eleven let out a soft sigh.

(End of this chapter)