I'm not Doraemon, I'm just a salesman

In his golden eyes, the last touch of intolerance and humanity slowly dissipated, replaced by absolute coldness and absolute silence!

"From today on, I am the All-Knowing Father!"

181.Ending: Death of the Second Tyrant

Templars and Assassins, who is right and who is wrong?

Perhaps because many outstanding saints who inherited the Isu bloodline are assassins, it gives people the impression that assassins = good guys and Templars = bad guys.

This statement is of course wrong.

If the relationship between the two is generally distinguished by a simple dualism of good and evil, it is completely contrary to the original vision of the creator and maintainer of the two.

An order that is too stubborn is a cruel tyranny, because any human social structure will inevitably become corrupt, chaotic, bloated and unbearable after being maintained for a certain period of time - this is inescapable, has nothing to do with human nature, and is the truth of the universe. .

Even if the universe is increasing in entropy, how can you expect people to get rid of this law?

So rigid rules require freedom and change to overturn them.On the other hand, a situation that is too free is nothing more than a chaotic purgatory that requires order to unify and plan it.

Because of this, the Templars suppressed the Assassins in almost everything in history!

Human nature is still more inclined to order and unity than freedom and chaos. For this reason, even if it is oppressed, it may only be happy.

After all, no one can escape the pursuit of 'security'.

Whether it is the Cult of Kosmos, the Templars, or all other predecessor organizations, they always rise in a period of stable development of civilization.So of course, their background and the resources they can obtain will completely crush the assassins.

However, if you develop within order, you will inevitably be dragged down by order.Huge organizations will always become bloated and obese, confused and exploited, and then collapse from within.

Just like every historical change of mankind, the ups and downs of the two are always like this, and there is no absolute victory for either one - at least not in that world.

Both of them want to win the final victory, but who will win in the end?

At least in this world line, he belongs to Desmond and the Templars.

After eliminating the last assassins in the organization who resisted him, Desmond began drastic changes.

He launched a vigorous genetic optimization plan, using golden apples to control all humans while simultaneously screening and censoring the human collective.

Individuals who can inherit and awaken more Isu bloodline will be retained and given a higher social status, while those who do not will be given the opposite treatment and practices.

In other words, he was promoting the lineage theory.

But the blood theory is indeed fruitful. Those humans who can awaken more Isu blood have brought more helpers to Desmond.

Many Isu people who were sung in ancient myths and called gods and made great contributions have reappeared in the world across the genetic barrier.

Hephaestus, Consus, Minerva, Odin, Poseidon...

Their 'awakening' has laid the foundation for a better destiny for the civilization of this world, and the Isu saints who have learned the lesson from the last time will not continue to kill each other endlessly.

At least that's what they thought at the beginning. In the early days of civilization and country, all the integrity and beauty were not unexpected.

But Desmond felt it was not enough, far from enough!

He almost completely inherited Aita's personality and was regarded as her husband by Juno, but only Desmond knew that it was still his consciousness that was dominant!

Having absorbed everything that was Desmond and spanning thousands of years of human blood, how could his stubborn and strong will and thoughts be replaced by a consciousness like Aita who had been dead for who knows how long?

He disguised himself as Etta, secretly continued to promote his plan, and finally realized his——

In , he killed Juno and took away all access to Yggdrasil's computer from her.

Then, he released the golden cube that he had been secretly researching for 50 years and completely successful!

In an instant, not only humans, but all individuals with Isu blood around the world were also controlled by him.

Holding the scepter of Hermes and gaining immortality, Desmond gave an absolute ideological seal to each of them, for the great goal, for the higher ideal, not for feelings, for other unknown things. Things continue to be consumed internally!

And this is the 'Kingdom of Heaven' that Desmond pursues!

A country of absolute order, under the control of an absolute tyrant, with absolute freedom!

Yes, if all power is vested in his hands, if all will is dominated by him, then he is indeed an absolute tyrant - but so what?

There is a limit to a person's corruption and cruelty, but he is far superior to the cruelty and unreasonableness of the group!

There is only one person in Desmond, and he will not give any power to others, but will only allow his people to live a 'free' life under the control of the ideological stamp.

In the final analysis, these people have lost the most precious thing and have lost nothing.

They may have lost the so-called abstract 'freedom', but on the other hand, the lost freedom is nothing more than the brewing of chaos and unreasonable ugliness.

What's not acceptable?When everyone loses the ability to be evil, isn't everything wonderful?

Absolute unfreedom breeds the fruits of absolute freedom!

And just when Desmond was standing at the pinnacle of power, a short spear from behind pierced the throne and passed through his heart!

"why......"

Collapsed on the throne dripping with blood, Desmond firmly grabbed Cassandra's arm behind him, stared into her eyes, and asked in a hoarse tone.

"Because you have lost control." Cassandra said softly.

"Your idea is good, and your actions are also good, but we can't always trust you... I'm sorry."

Yes, the rule established by Desmond may indeed be able to rely on the absolute power of one person to achieve the absolute freedom of the collective as he said, but - who can guarantee that Desmond can always do this?

Even if he can live forever, even if he doesn't have to worry about his successors and people's political demise, can a person's spirit really remain in a good state forever?

Maybe it was a moment of madness, maybe it was a moment of indulgence, as long as there was even the slightest possibility——

Everything will be ruined here, and the absolute power will also bring absolute destructiveness!

In the final analysis, even if a 'Philosopher King' as imagined by Plato does appear in this world, only a very small number of those who are willing to believe in him and are willing to let this king rule everything will only be a very small minority.

Reluctant, but understanding that this might be inevitable, the light in Desmond's eyes gradually extinguished.

Everything came to an abrupt end——

Ending [-] has been achieved - Death of the Tyrant

......

If the machine was running slowly like this, Qiming and Nimfu, who took the popcorn and watched it as a movie, watched the endings one after another.

The ending of "Reign of the Titans" with Yang Zirui winning and the earth returning to the primitive era

With the victory of Orpheus-Enoch, the earth finally entered the 'lost paradise' during the reign of Orpheus-Enoch.

There is also the ending of the 'Apocalypse' in which the ninjas achieve final victory and countless real ninjas are resurrected.

Each one would be wonderful, if the machine acted like a good filmmaker and presented the results to its audience.

"I always feel that the results simulated by your machine are not good results." Nimfu complained after seeing another result.

"It seems like every reign ends up being worse than it is now."

"What is a good result and what is a bad result?" Facing Nimfu's complaints, Qiming smiled playfully.

"It's like a world ruled by Titans. Of course it's bad for humans, but it's good for the earth and the Titans."

"Nimfu, even if you choose to stand in the human position, don't simply judge good and bad conclusions. His arsenic is my honey. Maybe what you think is a bad result is actually wonderful for some people. ending."

Nimfu obediently lowered her head, looking like she was being taught humbly, but Qiming saw her sticking out her tongue.

Smiling and shaking his head, Qiming stood up and suddenly showed a happy smile.

"Okay, Nimfu, it's almost time."

"When...are you going to start again?" Nimfu asked in surprise.

"The situation outside is already so bad, do you actually want to do it again?"

"No matter how bad the situation outside is, does it have a lot to do with what we are going to do?" Qiming said leisurely

"Fun is something you can't let go of. Life doesn't stop and fun doesn't stop. Come on Nimfu, let's quickly choose the next lucky person."

"Hey." Nimfu sighed, but what else could she say?Qiming is just like this and cannot be changed.

Therefore, she simply gave up her thoughts and chose the next guy who was either lucky or unlucky.

This time it was Nimfu’s turn to randomly select someone, and as the coin fell, Qiming grabbed it and said with a smile

"Ha, has it finally been this populous country's turn? Yes, even if calculated based on a simple ratio, it should be their turn."

After selecting a candidate, Qiming didn't waste any time. He took off his hat and put his hand in. After some pretentious tinkering, he took out the items!

"Hmm?" Qiming raised his eyebrows, shook the thing at Nimfu, and chuckled.

"Should I say that the world is lucky or unlucky?"

"This next thing may save the world, of course, it may also destroy it."

"But no matter what, this time's 'performance' has to be adapted a little differently..."

182. People who long for heaven

"Ananya, does the Kingdom of Heaven really exist in this world?"

Sindri, in a mediocre little church down in the middle city, a haggard and weak young man wearing a black priest's robe pressed his face against the smooth and cold surface of the coffin and whispered softly.

"If there is a kingdom of heaven, can we go there?"

His voice became lower and lower, until it gradually turned into a low cry like a sob.

Jarava Iyer was born on December 1995, 12 in the upper town of Sindri. It can be understood from his surname that he comes from a noble Brahmin family.

His father is the abbot of the local temple, a very famous figure. As soon as little Jarava was born, it can be said that he was not on the same starting line as other peers.

The origin of this story is not here, but in the same hospital, on the same day that Jarawa was born, a baby girl was born at the same time.

She has no name because she died before she could remember her parents' first blessings.

This brought great sorrow and entanglement to her mother, because for this woman who was about to be kicked out of a wealthy family, this child may be her only hope to make a comeback.

Therefore, by some strange coincidence, or perhaps due to evil intentions, this woman held her dead child in her arms, and through an incomparable coincidence and loophole, replaced another screaming baby girl.

No one found out about this, and the boy among the twins grew up to be named Jarawa Iyer.

The woman named her stolen child Ananya, which means star of hope.

But unfortunately, after she gave birth to a daughter, she could not just stay in her husband's house, because her husband had already found someone more suitable for marriage.

This woman's dream of a class jump was shattered, and as a 'Vaishya' she had to return to the slums she hated.

It is precisely because of this that, faced with such a 'burden' as Anania, women have hated her since they were children and regarded her as a slave.

Beating, scolding, humiliation, and deprivation of food are all commonplace.

Even when she was in Ananya, this woman found her a 'guest' to make money for her...

Of course, such a heartbreaking thing never happened. Ananya fought hard, injured the man, and then escaped from the house.

She hid around, but was hungry, and finally walked into a church.

The priest of this church is Jarawa.

Jarawa's surname and family should not have allowed him to embrace Christianity. In Indy, a city with strong religious connotations and fierce competition, the son of a temple abbot converted to Jesus Christ is a huge scandal!

But maybe Galawa's father was very liberal, or maybe he thought that even if he went to London to study at the seminary, his son would still succeed him when he came back.

In short, Galawa, who graduated early from the seminary, became a priest.

He is not very popular, but no one will trouble him. After all, in this place where beliefs are mixed, Catholicism is not weak even if it is not as influential as other countries.

No one messed with Jarawa, and Jarawa calmly did what he should do here.

As for Jarava, what was the reason why he chose to convert to Catholicism?

It’s nothing, maybe I’ve been asking my parents since I was a child why my twin sister unfortunately died young, but I couldn’t get an answer.

Is it 'unfortunate'?So what is the so-called luck?How can more people understand happiness instead of misfortune?

Gavara hopes that his happiness can be shared with others, so that people as unfortunate as his sister can also have a bright future.

Unable to find answers in his country's religion, Jarava went to the Lord for help, but of course, he still couldn't find any answers.

The young priest was very confused, but he still did what he should do quietly and kindly.

Until this day, a small figure in rags, hurried and hungry broke into the church.

It was not an unexpected visitor. In this polarized city, Gawara had received many people who lacked food due to poverty.

Receiving them is also a gift from God, or it may be Gavara's way of spreading his 'happiness'.

But the girl who came this time made Gavara unforgettable.