I am a godslayer, not your hero.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Wu Xiaohui couldn't help but ask.

He was lying on the ground, covered in wounds, and could see a black dragon flying in the sky, eating the spirit of his dead contracted beast.

Ming Xian said in an armored, emotionless tone, "Because I have received a super education, my morals do not allow me to take your life... According to you, you are a good person, so I will not kill you."

Wu Xiaohui opened his mouth slightly and said helplessly: "Yes, you are from a parallel world, and your moral concepts are different from ours."

"No, it's the same thing actually."

Ming Xian explained: "Your world also has mental adjustment technology. We have something similar, but we transplant quantum computers into the brain."

"This technology was first used for immersive games like this."

"Later, it was discovered that accelerated thinking can extend a person's perceived time."

“It ended up being super education.”

At this time, Zhao Hufeng and Se Xili had appeared. They helped Wu Xiaohui up and stared at Ming Xian nervously.

The space suddenly cracked, and Fan Xinglu slowly walked out.

Everyone from Jielong gathered around.

Fan Xinglu carefully examined the sound of the string under the armor, but did not recognize the other party's identity. Instead, she frowned slightly and said, "Very clever skills. It seems that there are talented people in other worlds."

Ming Xian nodded and said faithfully according to the setting: "The super education I received also included combat content."

Fan Xinglu: "Super education is such a novel term."

Ming Xian said: "Implanting a supercomputer in the brain can directly transmit knowledge to the brain. Its capacity is far greater than the human brain itself, and the knowledge it stores can become the clear memory of the implantee."

"But this is only a secondary function of it. It is an intelligence amplifier, a thought amplifier that can elevate a person's thinking to a new level."

"At this time, knowledge, intelligence, profound thoughts, even perfect psychology and character, artistic aesthetic ability, etc., have become commodities and can be bought."

As the words fell, the expressions of everyone in Jielong changed slightly.

As an academy whose philosophy is to improve oneself, it is difficult for us to accept this kind of thing.

How could something like this be reduced to a commodity?!

"That must be very expensive." Wu Xiaohui murmured.

Mingxian said: "It used to be very expensive, but later even the poorest people could enjoy it. However, even if you receive a super education, it is meaningless."

After these words were spoken, Zhao Hufeng and Seshili were completely unable to understand why it was meaningless.

Wu Xiaohui seemed to be struck by lightning.

"You also have a conglomerate there."

"It used to be there, but it's gone now."

“You have poor people too?”

"I am a poor person." Ming Xian said in a flat tone, "And the two billion people who will arrive on this planet are all poor people."

"That's impossible!" Zhao Hufeng was the first to object: "How can a society have 2 billion poor people, and all of them have received super education!"

"Why isn't it possible?"

Zhao Hufeng said: "It's very simple. Even in our Jielong, anyone who has received higher education from Jielong's ten universities can get a decent job."

Serhili nodded in agreement: "If two billion super-educated people were all poor, the world would become very unstable."

Mingxian said: "It is like this here, but not here."

Wu Xiaohui asked: "Why?"

Ming Xian nodded slightly and said nonsense: "Because super education also brings another technology, the mental stamp."

"Input data from the outside world, calculate, and finally give the result. The thought stamp can skip the calculation process and give the result directly."

“Not just for artificial intelligence, but also for electronic brains implanted in humans.”

"In our world, the Thought Stamp is used in a system called the 'social machine'. The social machine is a powerful law enforcement system. Its law enforcement units are spread all over the world. Some of the law enforcement units are only the size of mosquitoes, but they are powerful enough to kill hundreds of people at the same time in an instant."

"The social machine brings about absolute justice."

Serhili asked curiously, "So your hometown was destroyed by artificial intelligence."

"Our hometown is intact, and the environment is even better than yours. The air is sweet and the land is fertile." Mingxian continued: "The social machine is absolutely fair, and the first thought stamp written into the social machine is a sacred law - private property is inviolable."

"This law is also sacred in our world." Zhao Hufeng nodded slightly and asked in confusion: "So in your world, it's because the social machine enforces the law unfairly?"

Mingxian said in an emotionless tone: "It is fair and does not favor the rich."

"If the poor people's meagre property is threatened, they will protect it according to the Constitution, and the means are the same as those used against the poor."

“Under the powerful protection of the social machine, the wealth of our world is constantly concentrated in the hands of a few.”

“And the other thing that has happened with technological development is that the production of wealth by the rich no longer requires the poor.”

"You should have seen this. Your world also uses a large number of simulacrums. These simulacrums are not only responsible for repetitive physical labor, but can also participate in complex battles."

When everyone in Jielong heard this, they all fell silent.

They realized that this was not alarmist talk but real history.

Because, all the techniques that Mingxian mentioned exist in this world!

Artificial intelligence, mental adjustment...

These technologies are not far away at all, they are even very close to them.

No.

It should be said that their present is the past of their brother civilization.

If that's the case, then two billion poor people makes perfect sense.

Because the wealth of their world is concentrated in six major integrated corporate conglomerates, each conglomerate is also fighting against each other, with large companies and families merging with small companies.

Wu Xiaohui was deeply touched by this, so he asked: "Since you are all poor, why can you come to our world?"

Mingxian didn't keep the secret and said, "It was by chance."

"I mentioned before the two major technologies of super education and mind stamping. In fact, we also have a third key technology called 'mind reincarnation'."

"Rich people could use this technology to transplant their 'brains' into new bodies."

"As long as you have money, you can buy longevity and health."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in Jielong couldn't help but look at Fan Xinglu.

"Oh..." Fan Xinglu said cheerfully, "Is that so? I understand."

"Super-education distorts the natural spirit of people. Even if they are immortal, they can hardly be called human beings. Instead, they are more like an indescribable will."

"Just like the mentally adjusted executives of the consortium, they have no personal thoughts or emotions, only considerations of interests."

Ming Xian nodded slightly and said, "In your world, the Xingmai generation is stronger than ordinary people, has stronger thinking ability, and even has a longer lifespan and youth than ordinary people."

"The wealthy people in the consortium are excluding the Xingmai Generation, and they are just excluding the poor."

"The Star Vein Generation of Saint Jialai College are all from famous families, this is the traditional blood inheritance; the Alekante Research Institute has created the acquired Star Vein Generation; as long as the president of the Student Union of the Star Guidance Hall Academy is willing to accept spiritual adjustments, he will be the highest cadre in the future..."

"The essence of the hexagram is actually that the rich use it to turn their heirs into petri dishes for the longer-lived star vein generations."

"One day, the 'rich' of our world will appear in your world."

Immortality, no joy or sorrow.

It is like the almighty heaven, which regards all things in heaven and earth as straw dogs.

Fan Xinglu sighed and said, "Is that so? In your world, the poor and the rich are no longer the same species."

"Even with a super education, even with a long life span."

“It’s impossible to change that world.”

Having said this, Fan Xinglu paused for a moment, then asked, "If my guess is correct, the ultimate fate of your world depends on the last rich man."

Mingxian nodded slightly and noticed the camera in the dark, but he didn't care.

The joke he made was the most exciting part at this moment!

"Ninety-nine percent of our world's wealth ends up in the hands of one person!"

“This person is called a finalist.”

"Although there is also a gap between the rich and the poor among the remaining two billion people, their total wealth is only one percent of the world's total wealth."

"Our world has become a world consisting of one rich person and two billion poor people."

“At this time, the constitution that private property is inviolable is still valid, and the social machine is still faithfully performing its duties to protect the private property of that rich man.”

"All the continents and oceans on this planet are his living room and courtyard. Even the atmosphere of the first earth is his private property."

“The remaining two billion poor people live in completely enclosed housing.”

"These houses themselves are a self-sufficient micro-ecological circulation system."

"We live in this completely closed little world with the pitiful little resources we have, such as water, air and soil. The only thing we can take from the outside world is the solar energy that does not belong to the end-product."

"This is impossible..." Wu Xiaohui opened his mouth wide, as if trying to swallow this unbelievable truth, "The final child, does he have no relatives or close friends?"

Fan Xinglu sighed softly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "That's why I said that the fate of their world depends entirely on what kind of person the last rich man is."

Mingxian nodded slightly, his tone as deep as a pond: "Unfortunately, this final child is a quiet person."

"His greatest hobby is running and daydreaming in his garden, enjoying the tranquility and contentment alone."

"It seems that he is the only one in his world."

"The day we leave our homeland is the day our micro-ecological system collapses."

"Two billion poor people left their homes and entered the courtyard (earth) of the ultimate producer."

“We wander the yard (land), waiting for the moment when our property is exhausted, waiting for the moment when the social machine will eliminate us one by one.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in Mingxian's words.

“However, the final product has stopped the enforcement of the social machine.”

He continued in a complex, yet emotionless voice:

"I am a well-educated person. I will treat guests in my home politely, even if they are illegal intruders."

"But please put yourself in my shoes. Two billion guests at home is a bit too many."

"I am a person who likes quietness and peace alone, so please leave my humble abode."

"The universe is so vast, why do we have to squeeze into this tiny abode of mine?"

"You don't need to bear a grudge against me. I obtained this residence completely legally and in compliance with regulations."

“I started as a small company selling feminine hygiene products and worked my way up to where I am today through my business acumen.”

"I've never done anything illegal."

"Thus, the social machinery has protected me in the past and will continue to protect the private property of a law-abiding citizen."

“It will not tolerate your illegal behavior.”

"So, please set off as soon as possible."

When these polite words reached their ears, everyone present felt their scalps tingling and an indescribable chill in their hearts. Even a man as affectionate and righteous as Wu Xiaohui felt his hands and feet cold.

The entire world of dragons fell into silence.

They asked themselves how they would break the impasse if they were in the situation.

The answer is that there is no way out.

Thought stamps are not only used in artificial intelligence, but also in electronic brains implanted in humans.

Super education is both education and brainwashing.

Just like the sentinel of the brother civilization in front of him, he followed the qualities he learned from super education and did not kill Wu Xiaohui, and even helped him kill the contracted beast.

On the other hand, if you receive super education, you will be disciplined by the morality of that world.

If one does not receive super education, he is not a human being at all, but just a "monkey".

Ming Xian continued: "The End Producers prepared an interstellar spaceship for us. Although it does not have an ecological circulation system, it can allow us to hibernate. The voyage lasted for 30,000 years. During the long interstellar wandering, half of the spaceships were lost. Some were submerged in interstellar dust, and some were swallowed by black holes..."