MTL - To Four Thousand Years Later-v6 Chapter 35 Maltz family

Seeing Gabriel's face, the man gradually fell silent.

The emotion analysis plug-in installed in his body can also easily analyze Gabriel's micro-expressions in real time.

Undoubtedly, Gabriel was not moved by his words... and even had murderous intentions towards them.

The man's face gradually darkened. But just when Gabriel thought he was going to kill him next, he suddenly chuckled and retracted the sonic weapon in his hand.

He glanced at Gabriel, the metallic luster reflected in his pupils: "That's right. We are indeed jealous of you."

"We are jealous that you can have real eternal life, we are jealous that you can experience the world with your body, we are jealous that you can love each other, but is there any problem?"

"Shouldn't we be jealous?" The man questioned directly to the soul in a calm voice: "Everyone should yearn for a better life, isn't it a matter of course?"

"We haven't made any mistakes, but we are destined to be isolated from the world. We will never catch up with you, and no matter how hard we try, we will never be able to fall below your level... What else can we do but be jealous?" He asked Gabriel rhetorically , as if looking for an answer.

Of course he knew that Gabriel must be an imperial envoy sent by the earth government. The decision she ultimately makes will most likely affect Earth's attitude toward lunar inhabitants. And it will definitely be detrimental to the Alliance of Quick Walkers, and it is not impossible to lead the army to destroy them directly.

According to normal thinking, they should try their best to please Gabriel. After all, the inspector's attitude will even determine the fate of their ethnic group. It is also closely related to their personal life and future.

But they did not.

This is not the man's own decision, but the common will of all of them.

See, even without the ability to communicate with each other, people can agree and even give up their own protection. The same situation and similar determination as all the alliances formed from ancient times to the present are the "spiritual energy" that connects their hearts. It wasn't stupidity, or pointless reserve.

Even if the purest anger destroys itself, it will drag the other party into **** together, a fury mixed with hatred.

If he could awaken his psychic power, his eyes should have started to burn with turquoise light at this moment.

"If it is said that we are destined to be destroyed, then why can't we stand up and resist?"

The nameless man questioned: "Since we are bound to be destroyed—why must we be the ones to be destroyed?

"Since we can't follow this great civilization, what does it matter to us whether it exists and thrives?" He threw the weapon on the ground, and stepped forward with his hands spread out to Gabriel.

The man raised his head like an arrogant prisoner.

His voice was hoarse and deep, like thunder resounding through the abyss: "Listen, angels! If you think we were born wrong, then simply, kill us, don't let us here in greater opportunities and difficulties When it comes, the seemingly fair people on the earth will also divide the highlands!"'The people who suffer from unequal treatment are roaring. Even if all the people on the earth have obtained the equal society that human beings have dreamed of for thousands of years, it cannot be ignored that there are still a group of abandoned people on the moon who have not obtained this equality.

People are different.

This is not a disheartening statement, but a fact. Even on the earth, as for a factory that only needs 1,000 energy, there is no big difference between an assembly line with a maximum capacity of 3,000 or 6,000. But if one day, their demand rises to four thousand.

"Is this your curse on us?"

Gabriel just reprimanded and asked blankly.

She is not really a weak girl. Her current mind was born from the tempering of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Any facts that she believes will never be distorted by a few words of soft words. The man gradually calmed down, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a hint of sarcasm: "This is my prophecy."

"It will happen, but sooner or later. As long as there is still a gap between people, what happens to us today, you will do the same. We are the ones who are abandoned today, and you will be tomorrow. Even if we are outdated moon people Completely wiped out, such a tragedy will definitely happen, because it comes from human ideas, and ideas can't be killed."

You are wrong, ideas can be killed.

A voice sounded in the crowd: "It's very simple, use a better idea."

That was not for the man with no name, nor for Gabriel's third voice. The crowd behind the man suddenly dispersed. They panickedly aimed their weapons at the direction of the sound—but the weapons in their hands suddenly dropped one by one, the charging arc went out, the brilliance of the spiritual energy dimmed, and they withdrew by themselves. It's as if they have their own intelligence, and they don't want to be enemies with the "humans" in front of them. Just looking at this weird scene, the man quickly realized the identity of that person: "You are, Zheng Fu? Did you really come in person?"

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise in mockery as he said this. But the ridicule was not directed at Cuo Zheng Fu, but at himself: "You really are Zheng Fu." However, he was only slightly puzzled by the name on the man's head. He frowned slightly, lost in thought: "I have some impression of your surname."

"My family has never had any big people that you can remember, our beloved Lord Zheng Fu. You don't have to get close to a small person like me."

Kazmalz sneered, and said calmly: "The only person in our family that can be recorded in history is my father, Maynard Maltz. He is a businessman who buys daily necessities. A badge of honor for the first citizen." Zheng Fu thought for a long time before he managed to recall the information of this person from his memory. His expression sank slightly: "But I also remember that your father was a native humanist."

"He once said in front of the media that Maynard is not obsessed with a long life. He is not willing to replace his heart, liver or kidneys. He prefers to enjoy a healthy diet, obey normal work and rest, and change To live long by nature, and to die of old age. He said that old age is romantic, and I think there is some truth in that.”

"But he didn't age and die in the end."

Katz said calmly: "Father suffered an accident and was killed by a cultist. If he had undergone prosthetic transformation, I don't think he would have died so easily."

"It belongs to my ineffective work. He will be killed, and I have something to do with it. I didn't have the ability to eliminate those cultists early, which led to him being killed by the cultists." Contrary to Katz's expectations, this world The greatest and most noble person in the world, frankly admitted his mistake in front of him: "I admit this mistake. But this does not mean that he himself is Wu's. People often like to put two things about a person together. to talk together, and that in itself is a prejudice."

"As now, I also admit that I owe you something. But it is different from thinking that you have done wrong. Since you have started to hurt innocent people and tried to use the innocent to cause harm to innocent people, then yourselves It's a form of terrorism. I don't think you should exist."

"I'm sorry for your father, and I'm sorry for you. And you, I'm sorry for your father."

Zheng Fu replied without hesitation, almost blurting out: "I'm sure, if he knows what you are doing now, he will be angry."

Although I don't know the reason, Zheng Fu's thoughts are as clear as intuition.

As if he knew this person like the back of his hand.