frightfiction #541 - madman
#541 - madman
Sheep will always be sheep, and when facing a pack of wolves, they will always submit and never have the courage to resist.
He admitted that Chen Sanliang's words made sense—war is when the poor sacrifice their lives to protect the property of the rich. But that's just internal strife. The demon race wants to exterminate the human race; how can they be compared?
Moreover, Chen Sanliang actually wants to reshape the world, infiltrate the demon race, and then surpass them. Zhang Chen really doesn't know how to evaluate him.
A madman?
Or a naive fool with wild ideas?
Who in their right mind would have such thoughts?
However, Zhang Chen is very clear about one thing: all of this has nothing to do with him. Asking him to protect the Dasheng Kingdom and the nobles of the Dasheng Kingdom with his life? Zhang Chen isn't a fool.
He earned his money himself, not from the imperial court. He cultivated his abilities himself. His house and family business were all built by himself. What kindness has the Dasheng Kingdom shown him, other than demoting him to a criminal, taxing him, and exploiting him?
Some might say, 'Since you are a subject of the Dasheng Kingdom, countless border soldiers of the Dasheng Kingdom have fought bloody battles to protect you, so you have peace today.' But Zhang Chen, having been educated with later generations' ideologies, won't be fooled. Even if the dynasty changes, without the border army of the Dasheng Dynasty, there will be border armies of other dynasties to protect him.
If he were born in another dynasty, wouldn't that dynasty have border troops to protect him?
Just like when the Song Dynasty fell and he ended up in the Yuan Dynasty, didn't the Yuan Dynasty have soldiers to protect him? He engages in production and pays taxes to the imperial court; shouldn't the imperial court protect him? Is the imperial court protecting him? It's protecting the assets of the nobles, protecting the assets of the imperial court!
Of course, he can't bear to see the suffering of the people. If he can give a helping hand and make the people live better, he's happy to do so.
He's just seeking enlightenment, understanding his own nature, not turning himself into a fool. If the people don't know how to awaken themselves, don't know how to stand up for themselves, he won't stand up for the people.
Just like the great flood in the north that swept away the million-strong army of the Prince of Pingbian, and tearing apart the Xiongguan Pass before Tiger Soul Pass, if the people hadn't wanted to rush through the Xiongguan Pass themselves, risking their lives to rush through, Zhang Chen wouldn't have acted as their nanny.
"If you are willing to help me, we can work together to control the demon race, secretly suppress those demon kings, and then we can sweep across the human race. Then, we can establish a new human race within the demon race. With the human race's learning ability and scheming skills, we can surpass those demon beasts in less than ten years. At that time, all exploitation will be transferred to the demon race, and humans will no longer be exploited. This is the great harmony pursued by sages of the past," Chen Sanliang's voice revealed a hint of fanaticism.
"Sir, you are too naive! Even if the human race really surpasses the demon race, there will be no change. Human nature has already determined the ending," Zhang Chen sighed softly, feeling that Chen Sanliang was a bit naive.
"As long as we do it, we will definitely succeed!" Chen Sanliang's voice was full of determination: "How can we succeed without doing it? If I can accomplish this, I can hope to break through the twelfth level in the future, or even higher."
Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard Chen Sanliang's words, and suddenly realized that this was Chen Sanliang's path to enlightenment: he must do it whether he can or not, and he must do it even more if he can't.
But unfortunately, this is a dead end!
Unless Chen Sanliang has absolute strength to suppress the high-level officials of the Dasheng Dynasty and the major aristocratic families, just like when a certain old man was alive, he could suppress all the capitalists. Otherwise, once that old man passes away, the blood of hundreds of millions of predecessors will be shed in vain, and the capitalists will make a comeback. When the old man was alive, workers dared to slam the table with their leaders, but what about now?
"Then you better be immortal..." Zhang Chen paused here. If Chen Sanliang breaks through to the 'fruit' realm, he will probably be able to live forever, right? Maybe he can change the status quo.
At that time, if Chen Sanliang keeps suppressing the world and constantly correcting and cleaning up, maybe this old boy can really accomplish this.
Noticing the change in Zhang Chen's energy, Chen Sanliang looked at Zhang Chen with burning eyes: "Has your thinking changed? Are you willing to join hands with me to achieve this goal?"
Zhang Chen shook his head: "Sir's strength is not bad, but it's still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from achieving this goal."
Zhang Chen can also see Chen Sanliang's current realm. The pure Yang energy around him is derived, and he has already stepped into the realm of the Yang God, but this realm alone is not enough. Not to mention the twelfth-level powerhouse of the demon race, the Great Immortal Huli, and the existence who controls the mysterious colored light, suspected to be an innate peacock, even the eleventh-level Great Virtuous Teacher of the Yellow Heaven Dao, and the three twelfth-level mysteries of the imperial court, are enough to crush Chen Sanliang to death.
This is just the power on the surface. How many ancient gods and demons' tombs have been excavated in secret? How many aristocratic families are quietly lurking?
"Unifying the world is a process, and my strength improvement is also a process. Since I have already begun to seek enlightenment, then my strength will be related to the progress of the demon race's unification of the world. The larger the territory of the human race invaded by the demon race, the more my strength will correspondingly explode," Chen Sanliang's voice was full of solemnity: "The key is whether I dare, or whether you want to. Being on the road is always braver than just thinking about it!"
Hearing Chen Sanliang's words, Zhang Chen smiled bitterly: "Sir, you think too highly of me. I can't even take care of myself, and I'm still a criminal. Where am I qualified to stand up for the people of the world?"
Chen Sanliang was silent when he heard the words, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes. He had already seen Zhang Chen's intention to refuse.
"You still don't believe that I can succeed!" Chen Sanliang stared at Zhang Chen.
"This is originally a whimsical thing," Zhang Chen didn't need to avoid it and directly said what he thought.
"But do you know how many traitors there are in this vast land, in the Central Plains?" Chen Sanliang said.
Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard the words, not understanding the meaning of the other party's words.
"If the Dasheng Dynasty doesn't fall, the entire Dasheng Dynasty, from top to bottom, is a pyramid, an iron-like order that no one can break. Above are the human kings, and below are the ancient clans, dukes and marquises, eunuchs and dignitaries, with distinct levels that cannot be broken. But who knows that people's hearts are all upward-looking? Officials and gentry want to become dukes and marquises, dukes and marquises want to become ancient clans, and ancient clans want to become the orthodox human kings who unify the world. The Dasheng Dynasty has been established for hundreds of years and is like a pool of stagnant water, sealing off all classes. Ordinary people have no way to go up, and dukes and marquises have no way to go up. Too many people who want to go up are blocked by this world," Chen Sanliang's voice was faint:
"Although my demon race is wantonly slaughtering ordinary people in the territory of the Prince of Pingbian, it treats those dignitaries and aristocratic families with the utmost courtesy, dividing land for them to govern themselves, and granting them the title of local princes. Do you know what this move means to the dignitaries of the world?"
Zhang Chen's eyes kept flickering. He had already noticed something was wrong, and a trace of unease rose in his heart.
"For example, the Marquis of Pingbei, whose Pingbei name was bestowed by the emperor to guard against the Prince of Pingbian, is an important force in the north to contain the Prince of Pingbian. The Marquis of Pingbei's mansion has stood since the founding of the country and has blocked the path of too many people. As long as my demon race makes a little promise and seduction, the major aristocratic families and dignitaries under its command have already turned against each other. Before the chaos in the north and the invasion of the demon race, Jianjiao Sima was on the verge of collapse. In theory, the Marquis of Pingbei should have sent troops to support Jianjiao Si, but he was dragged down by the major aristocratic families and officials under his command. If it weren't for you kid's help, the 50,000 troops of Jianjiao Si would have been fed to the fish and shrimp," Chen Sanliang's voice was full of pride:
"And my promise is only that as long as the Marquis of Pingbei falls, the power vacuum left by his direct line of forces will be sealed to the major aristocratic families intact."
Zhang Chen's hand holding the wine glass trembled, a look of horror appeared in his eyes, and a thought flashed through his mind: "The Marquis of Pingbei is in danger."
"The human race is powerful. How can they believe that your demon race can defeat the human race? Aren't they afraid of the human race's liquidation afterward?" Zhang Chen asked the doubts in his heart.
Although the demon race has crossed the White Bone Great Wall, the human race has ruled the Divine Continent for tens of thousands of years. Who can believe that the demon race can really defeat the demon race?
"If it were in the past, of course it would be impossible! But now, Zhang Shicheng in the north has died twice, and his true dragon body has been dismantled, and the dragon ball is broken, I don't know how many demon races have been nourished, and how many beasts have been enlightened to become demon beasts. The beasts who have gained good fortune this time are no less than a million. The fall of two true dragons beyond the tenth level, their essence, dragon balls, and blood have benefited countless demon beasts. It is truly a whale fall, and all things live. For my demon race, it is a great good fortune. In addition, I spread the Dao for them, so that they can establish civilization and order. Do you think there will be a chance of success? Especially since an ancestor of the demon race actually went to Shangjing in person to contain two human race artifacts. This move represents great significance. All of this together is enough to make those gamblers bet," Chen Sanliang looked at Zhang Chen with burning eyes.
He really admired Zhang Chen too much and hoped that Zhang Chen would join his camp to assist him.
Zhang Chen is a man of great affection and righteousness, and he has the means and wisdom. How could he not love talent?
Zhang Chen's face was even more bitter at this time: "That is to say, the demon race is about to go south and rush into the territory of the Marquis of Pingbei soon, right?"
"That's right!" Chen Sanliang didn't hide it at all.
"Sir, you told me so clearly, aren't you afraid that I will leak the secret?" Zhang Chen was puzzled.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Chen Sanliang raised his head and laughed when he heard the words, his voice full of endless ridicule: "What is your identity? What is your status? If you pass on the news, you will only be caught as someone who spreads rumors."
"Even if you really have the ability to sneak into the Marquis of Pingbei, the Marquis of Pingbei will never believe your words, because you are a pariah! When you appear in front of the Marquis of Pingbei, he will only regard you as an assassin who has offended him, and try his best to kill you. How can he listen to your rumors?" Chen Sanliang's voice was full of confidence:
"So I'm not afraid of you knowing the secret. Your identity has already destined that even if you tell everything to the Marquis of Pingbei, the Marquis of Pingbei will never believe you."
"I don't believe it! Is the gap between identity and status really that big?" Zhang Chen couldn't believe it.