Durin's Diary

Chapter 788 Little things

After listening to this, Du Lin felt that no matter the East or the West, no matter the past or the present, no matter the success or failure, every family in this world has its own problems.

Eleven's world can break free from gravity, the fleet representing civilization can find wormholes, and can even establish colonies and ecosystems at an unknown distance from Earth civilization. Here, scientists treat life as plasticine and manipulate it at will.

But people's hearts are different. The same kind in the East created Zhulong and grassland elves, both of whom can assist scientists in their work; scientists in Europe created the beastmen, some of whom are like humans but have beast ears and tails, while some look like beasts. They are treated like guinea pigs and are manipulated at will.

There are also scientists in North America who are so crazy that they created green-skinned orcs and alien species. In their eyes, life is a weapon and the most despicable tool.

Du Lin didn't understand, because in his world, the history of human destruction in North America had long since reduced them to cannibals and savages, without the blessing of civilization. Only a few people lived on the subway lines, trying to survive.

So in Turin's world, there are no such terrifying scientists.

Because people have seen things more terrifying than alien species, and they know that they must never bring such horror back to the world again.

·By the way, Du Lin, what do you think of Northernism in this world?

Eleven asked.

Haven't you asked this before?

Du Lin was slumped in the rocking chair, acting like a lonely little dragon - his wives were all busy, and even Lan En and Lid had gone to participate in the New Year's charity fundraising event held by the Church of the Original Creator. Du Lin donated two long swords and a single-shot musket for this purpose.

Even if it's a family heirloom.

·People’s mentality and consciousness will change. The way you look at a thing now and in the past cannot be completely the same.

After hearing what Eleven said, Durin understood. "That's right. Northernism is different from the ideology you and I understand. Northernism was only about liberating the serfs. After the serfs were liberated, there was actually no motivation for progress. In my opinion, Northernism should find a greater goal and establish a more grand proposition. Unfortunately, there is none at the moment."

But in this world, the God of Nobility still exists. How can you change the country's political system? The only way is to crush him.

Daju understood it this way.

But Eleven doesn't think so.

It is useless to overthrow the god of the nobility. There are so many gods, and these are all true gods who can truly reward their believers. Their existence actually puts a certain limit on the nobility. For example, slavery was banned by the Twin Mothers from the beginning, and when the Nameless One arrived, slavery was quickly replaced by serfdom. Why? Isn't it because serfdom has a veil? It does not have the same forced attributes as slavery.

You could say that the serfs in this world are still oppressed, but at least they are indentures signed by themselves.

Later, Northernism emerged, and the descendants of serfs began to rebel. This was also because the descendants of the nobles were not prepared to give the serfs a chance to turn things around - after all, who doesn't like free things?

The two AIs gave each other data, which made Du Lin depressed.

"In the final analysis, a bloody revolution and a war that spreads across the country are still necessary. There is no paradox."

Having said that, Du Lin patted the armrest.

"Some say that a great revolution, when too successful, will cause the very causes of the revolution to vanish, ultimately rendering it incomprehensible to those who come after us... That's bullshit, I say. There's nothing in this world that public opinion can't achieve. It's in historical photos, movies, books, and stories. If it ever disappears, it's because there's something wrong with the propaganda, because the enemy has infiltrated! As a great sage once said, public opinion and thought are another form of warfare, a part of it, both high ground and a position. If we don't occupy it, others will. Once the enemy has occupied it, and we try to retake it, we'll pay a terrible price."

Having said that, Du Lin looked at the two AIs.

"Why are you looking at me?" Take a picture of 2077, brother. As long as you take a picture, we will jump out the window by ourselves in the future.

Eleven looked at Du Lin.

Yes, filming a story about a true capitalist cannibal and educating young people with facts is countless times better than empty talk.

Du Lin was silent for a while.

"Okay, now that I'm done with my work here, I'll squeeze out some time to shoot one."

No, what else do you have to say?

"Have you forgotten the human trafficker in Sicily? The Trinity has been searching for him for over half a month and still can't find him."

Speaking of this, Du Lin is not in a hurry. Everyone in the Sicily Division of the Three Saints and the Sicily Bureau of Northernism has been annoyed - it has been more than half a month, and the boasts made by Lord Du Lin now seem like stubborn bad breath that cannot be cured.

Du Lin had no choice. Not being able to find the human trafficker was one thing, but not being able to find the children made Du Lin very uncomfortable. It didn't matter whether that bastard was alive or dead. The most important thing was where the children were now - at least he had to let everyone know where the den that made the children disappear was.

Du Lin must know whether they were sacrificed or working as child laborers in a factory.

If it is the latter, the worst that can happen is that the factory owner and his family will be killed; but if it is the former, how many people will die? In this damn place of yours, there are actually people who dare to perform sacrificial rituals. Du Lin will have to check all the people in charge in this area to detect lies, and those who should be killed or slaughtered must be arranged as quickly as possible.

Otherwise Du Lin wouldn't be able to sleep.

This, this is indeed very important.

The two AIs thought about it and felt that making a movie was indeed not as important as this matter, so Shiyi and Daju said that they would write the script first and then let Du Lin revise it.

That's fine. Du Lin was of course happy that someone was helping him write the script. He flicked his tail, knocked out the little guys who were sneaking over to steal the candy, and then grabbed the box and handed it over.

During Chinese New Year, children can eat whatever they want, but they can’t come over secretly: “Next time you want to eat candy during the New Year, just come to me directly, but remember to brush your teeth after eating candy.”

"Thank you, President. I understand. By the way, President, someone seems to have come downstairs. I don't know who it is. They are in Mrs. Lin's office." The leader among the little guys said this - because he really was a little lamb.

Du Lin hummed, stood up happily, and followed the children: "Let's go downstairs to see what's going on."

As he walked downstairs, Du Lin expressed his admiration for his AIs.

I never thought that I would be using AI to write these days.

Fuck! I gave you face!

Big Orange was furious.

Faced with Du Lin's complaints, the two AIs only regretted that they did not have red lips, otherwise they would have opened them fiercely.

Just for a pah.

(End of this chapter)