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Chapter 130 Illusionary Rhapsody - Break
"That's the consequence of your objectification of women! You treat marriage as a transaction and then turn around and blame us!" another woman immediately retorted. "Besides, do you men understand the glass ceiling and the penalties we face for having children? Have you seen the price we've paid?"

"The price? All I know is that I work overtime until late at night every day, I dare not get sick or collapse, all for that so-called 'future'! You complain about the ceiling, but our floor is suspended in mid-air! One misstep and there's an abyss below! I don't even have the right to complain about being tired!" the buzz-cut boy roared, veins bulging on his neck.

The argument escalated, moving from individual choice to group attribution, and from social responsibility to gender-based attacks. The classroom was torn apart into two sharply opposed and irreconcilable camps. They attacked each other, cursing each other with the most vicious language, as if the other were the root of all their suffering.

Looking at the tense scene before him, Li Zhe felt the warmth and tranquility he had just established shatter instantly.

He wanted to say something, but found that any rational language seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

Here, logic and facts are ignored; people only want to believe what they want to believe and vent their pent-up resentment.

at this time.

A voice brimming with superiority lazily rang out from the high platform.

"What's all the noise about? A bunch of idiots, your babbling is really pointless."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a well-dressed boy sitting with his legs crossed in the teacher's chair. He looked down at the two sides arguing below with disdain, as if watching a monkey show.

"What do you mean by not wanting to be defined, what do you mean by immense pressure... In the end, isn't it just a matter of not being born into the right family?" He chuckled, his tone filled with undisguised mockery. "Women, if you don't want to work hard, just marry into a good family; men, if you don't want to buy a house, tell your parents to work harder. All your troubles, in my opinion, are simply because you and your parents aren't successful enough. Blaming your own incompetence on the opposite sex is both pathetic and laughable."

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured onto a scalding hot oil pan, instantly plunging the entire classroom into a deathly silence.

The boy and girl, who had been arguing heatedly just moments before, now looked as if they had been choked, their faces flushed red, but they couldn't utter a single word.

Their anger, their resentment, their struggle...

In the face of blatant class contempt, they appear so insignificant and ridiculous.

They suddenly realized that the "enemy" they had just attacked with all their might was actually just like them, an unfortunate soul trapped in the same quagmire.

The person who is high above is the real "outlier".

After a brief period of deathly silence, a volcanic eruption followed!
"What the hell did you say!" The burly, buzz-cut guy was the first to roar, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the stage.

"That's right! Do you think our struggles are just a joke?" The girl with pigtails who slammed the table at the beginning now turned her gun on the podium in anger.

"Knock him down!"

"Pull him down!"

The anger of the group was ignited instantly, and the boys and girls who had been at odds before were now united as never before.

They found a common enemy, and they vented all their resentment and anger on the arrogant mocker.

"boom--"

A group of people surged onto the stage like a tide, roughly dragging the well-dressed boy off his chair and engulfing him in the angry crowd.

They punched and kicked, cursed incessantly, and the scene briefly spiraled out of control.

After the chaos subsided, the short-haired boy who had been the first to raise his arms and shout stood confidently on the newly cleared stage amidst cheers of support.

He raised his arm and basked in the cheers of the crowd.

"See that! As long as we unite, nothing can oppress us!" he shouted, his voice filled with the joy of victory.

However, when he stood on that high point that once belonged to someone else, looking down at the crowd below...

His gaze, without him even realizing it, began to change.

"From today onwards, there will be no more oppression in this class! All resources should be allocated by the most 'capable' and 'visionary' people to ensure absolute fairness!" he announced in an unquestionable tone.

The audience fell silent instantly. "Why should you be the one to decide?" a thin boy in the crowd questioned. "Your so-called 'ability' refers to who has the harder fist?"

"Exactly!" a girl immediately chimed in. "Weren't you just complaining about the unfairness too? How come you think you can make all the decisions as soon as you step up there? Do you even understand what we girls need?"

A new argument erupted.

This time, however, the opposing sides are the "new king" on the stage and the "old allies" in the audience who feel "betrayed".

The boy with the buzz cut blushed and awkwardly tried to explain himself.

But he soon discovered that everyone in the audience was looking at him with a mixture of suspicion, jealousy, and anger.

He became the new target, the new "oppressor"...

Another chaotic cycle is about to begin.

Looking at this absurd farce, Li Zhe felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion welling up inside him.

Is this the inevitable cycle of human society?

They are forever torn apart by various unsolvable contradictions, using one struggle to cover another.

Overthrowing one oppressor is merely a means to become the new oppressor oneself.

So-called unity is fragile and easily broken.

Forever manipulated by invisible rules.

It will forever drift towards nothingness through internal strife.

finally……

Death and extinction are on the horizon...

........................

This thought, like a bolt of dark lightning striking through the night, abruptly cleaved Li Zhe's consciousness.

The scene before my eyes changed once again.

The classroom, classmates, arguments... everything receded like the tide.

He found himself in a vast starry sky.

Beneath my feet was a transparent platform, and all around me was endless darkness.

Time seems to have lost its meaning here.

A series of magnificent historical scenes unfolded rapidly before his eyes.

He saw the extravagant feasts and debauchery of King Jie of Xia, the seductive allure of Daji that brought ruin to the country, and the self-immolation at the Deer Terrace of King Zhou of Shang…

The absurd act of lighting the beacon fires to amuse the feudal lords led to the downfall of the Zhou dynasty.

Qin Shi Huang's unification of China and his hegemonic ambitions ultimately could not escape the fate of dying after only two generations.

The glorious Tang Dynasty, with its envoys from all nations paying tribute, ultimately crumbled under the iron heel of the An Lushan Rebellion, turning into a blood-red sunset.

No matter how legitimately the Ming Dynasty gained power, it could not bring back the lonely, wandering soul on Coal Hill...

(End of this chapter)