"My side? Of course it's no problem!"
Wu Ke is very confident. With so many tools that he has pulled into the organization...just partners, everything is going according to the expected plan.
"Someone taught me that I have to consider the pros and cons of things from multiple aspects. In many cases, I can't become a big fat man in one bite."
Bozhuo Kasti's reaction to the black factory made Wu Ke have a deeper reflection on his recklessness.
"There are many injustices in this world, and he made me realize that there is no way to solve them all at once, even though my fist seems to be bigger than most people in this world."
The current situation of persecution of infected people is not only due to the New Deal bill promulgated by this country more than ten years ago, but also because of the incurable diseases of infected people, which has caused serious conflicts between the vast majority of ordinary people and this group. A sense of separation and rejection.
This is something that cannot be solved with fists alone, and what Wu Ke cannot solve is with the small light ball. The small light ball of justice has no good solution. If it has enough justice points, it can try to evolve. capabilities, but no, it's too poor.
"But it's okay, I can take it step by step. After observation and research, I decided to first solve the situation of the official mines' persecution of the lives of infected miners, and then respond to the black factories' exploitation of rescued infected people, respectively. We plan to create a disciplinary team and give more severance pay..."
Wu Ke briefly described his initial plan in this world to Xiao Guangqiu.
"My method kills two birds with one stone, isn't it amazing?"
The little light ball didn't look very smart, but it was normal. If it was smart, it wouldn't be like this. The little light ball couldn't understand what Wu Ke, the host, said.
But as a system, it has its own dignity, so it added some modal particles and agreed concisely: "Yes, this is great!"
"However, this very powerful method has encountered some minor problems."
Wu Ke told Xiaoguangqiu about Bozhuoka's request.
"Then what do you need me to do for you?"
The little ball of light felt deeply that it was useless and asked with some embarrassment.
Wu Ke is waiting for the tool ball... Well, the good partner who started his path of justice said this.
"Of course, can't you connect to my world? Just in time, I need some relevant information about oppression and resistance in my world."
"Eh?"
"What exactly is it? Let me think about it."
Wu Ke carefully searched the memories in his mind.
"Yes, give me a copy of "How Steel Was Tempered" first..."
This is an extracurricular masterpiece he read in junior high school, but it is a book about oppression and resistance, but he has not read all of it.
"Then, give me this week's collection of Mr.'s stories."
Mr. Zhou, who said that studying medicine cannot save people, also said many things, and many of them are said to be thought-provoking and related to resistance to oppression.
Wu Ke remembered that he had read the other party's works in the text, and it was really uncomfortable to do the analysis questions.
But looking back on it now, in response to the situation he saw in the world now, he felt that the great writer's words should be able to inspire him.
"As for whether you want anything else, it's up to you!"
Wu Ke now deeply feels that his knowledge reserve is insufficient. If he had read more extracurricular books like this before, he would not have to be so confused and unsure of the direction now when he was engaged in the cause of resistance. He could only cross the river carefully by feeling the stones.
"I'll take care of it myself?"
The little light ball of justice was shocked. Was it going to use the other person's body to help find information in the other person's world?
"How Steel Was Tempered," I remember that book was placed on the second floor of the bookshelf in my room, the thirteenth from left to right.
As for the collection of Mr. Zhou's stories, a classmate named Su Xi gave me a copy before. It was on my thirteenth birthday. The other person is a person who loves reading, so he gave me this copy. But I never opened it, so I put it on the bottom left of the bookshelf, at the first position. "
"Yes, but I can't pack it up and send you something across the world."
"It doesn't matter. We can talk on the phone now. Just read it to me once and I can remember it."
"Uh, that's right."
The little ball of light suddenly realized.
"wait……"
After a moment of silence, the communication was connected again.
"I connected to your body, found the book you mentioned, and will read it to you now."
It was midnight in Wu Ke's world. The boy on the bed sat up, found two books on the bookshelf, and then came to the desk and sat down.
He turned on the light, opened the book, and put his head on the table in one go. He only had one hand turning the pages of the book, his eyes moving dully, like a student who had stayed up all night studying hard for a semester, and his mouth was mumbling something. The contents of the book.
After reading "How is Steel Made?" 》After Wu Ke had not recorded the missing part of the content in his mind, the small ball of light suddenly said: "No, the time flow rate of the two worlds is different. They are linked to each other through the space of justice. Now they have begun to influence each other. I You have to disconnect, otherwise something bad will happen, and we’ll just have to talk about it next time.”
"Would it not matter if your space is only connected to one world?"
Wu Ke asked quickly before disconnecting the link.
"This is no problem."
The little ball of light answered.
"Okay, next time you write down the whole text and then recite it to me!"
After disconnecting the link, the little light ball of justice was still in a state of confusion. In Wu Ke's world, it controlled the boy's body and looked at another book at hand.
Recite the full text?
"..."
. . . .
In the world of Terra, the time has come in the afternoon. Tallulah is a person who can't take any time off. After explaining the production of clothes designed by the tailor shop, she ran to investigate the livelihood conditions of ordinary people in the north. Only one of the two internal guards was not Follow her from afar.
Tallulah is not a powerless person, and this is a city. It is impossible to be like a wilderness, and she will be attacked by terrifying people who suddenly appear and wear full body armor.
Therefore, Aria, who was seriously injured that day and had six broken ribs, went to recuperate and rest, leaving her who was less injured and only had two broken ribs to continue to protect Miss Tallulah.
Although Miss Tallulah said that she does not need her protection, and she can still feel some pain under the bandage on her waist and abdomen, the mission is the mission. Being unable to protect others is a matter of one's own strength, and whether there is protection is a matter of Attitude issues.
Therefore, Tritta rejected the girl's kindness and insisted on following her.
"Oh, I don't believe it. You can meet monsters wherever you go..."
"boom!"
Wu Ke appeared behind the woman and knocked her unconscious with a knife.
"Oh, I've increased my strength this time."
Tritta fainted gorgeously, and Wu Ke held her waist and dragged her to the alley.
. . . .
"Boss, is this melon of yours still ripe?"
In front of the fruit and vegetable store, Tallulah pointed to a white melon and asked the store owner.
The shop owner looked confused: "Are you making fun of me? This is a snowmelon. It is used for washing things. How can it be ripe?"
Tallulah: "..."
He apologized quickly, but the Duchy didn't have such a thing.
"This is an item that is only produced in the snowfields of the North. It is a special melon and fruit here that is specially used for washing dishes. Tear the snow melon open and add a little to the boiled snow water to make it the best. detergent……"
The store owner introduced.
At this moment, a man wearing a black and red helmet came over.
"Dragon head!"
This title startled Tallulah, who was dressed in plain clothes, and she straight up swung the dragon's tail hidden behind her.
Wu Ke caught the swung tail and held the restless tail in his hand with one hand.
The girl's tail was like an eel without mucus. It felt a little tough, but it twisted around in his hand.
"Is it you, SB?!"
Tallulah recognized the pattern of the helmet on the other man's head.
"Your clothes are not ready yet."
"I came to see you for something else."
"Before that, can you let go of my tail?"
Tallulah's face was slightly red, and she wanted to pull her tail out of Wu Ke's hand, but she couldn't.
Instead, due to the force, the other party's hand grasped tighter, and the fingertips seemed to have touched the underside of the tail where there were only soft scales, and there...
Tallulah bit her lip to prevent some melancholy sounds from coming out of her mouth. Her tail had sensitive points, and it didn't matter if it was just a normal touch, but if someone pinched her tail and touched the soft scales underneath, Being so close was a bit unbearable for her, it was very exciting.
"Okay, but don't just swipe at people with your tail when you hear someone calling you. If I hadn't been the one who was swiped just now, if someone else were standing here, I might have been swept down by your tail. And if it were me, The person who was swept away was an elderly lady, how dangerous that must be!"
Wu Ke was educating carefully.
"I-I know."
Tallulah was speechless and could only admit her mistake.
"But please, Mr. SB, don't suddenly appear behind me in the future, and then call me with a title like [Dragon Head]."
After stroking the remaining strength on her tail, Tallulah carefully hid her tail in the thermal bag behind her and said with the same serious face, but with an extra blush on her face.
Obviously, part of Wu Ke's responsibility for turning around just now was Wu Ke's responsibility.
"Then what should I call you?"
“Tallulah or Miss Tallulah will do.
By the way, what else do you want?
And what about Tritta? "
"I knocked your guard unconscious and put him on the roof of a building next to an alley. As for other things, it's not a good place here. Let's find a place where we can be alone and talk about it."
"Okay, there happens to be a hotel over there."
Tallulah nodded, not worrying about the safety of her own guards, and left with Wu Ke.
"Tsk, today's young people really know how to play!"
Watching the two people leaving, the shop owner couldn't help but sighed, but in his mind, he made up a 10,000-word story about a third-rate romance about a rich lady visiting incognito in secret just to meet her lover wearing a helmet. It was a large-scale and colorful plot. .
The people in the country of Ursus are relatively hard-core, and most people like to drink and fight in groups. However, some of the romances spread from Victoria are very marketable and relieve the loneliness of many people. The owner of the fruit and vegetable shop is obviously one of them. one.
. . . .
"So, what else do you have going on?"
After booking a room in the hotel, Talulah entered the room and directly asked the helmeted man who followed behind.
When communicating with Tallulah, of course, you can't tell the truth like Hiboril, who knows everything, and expose the guerrillas.
Therefore, Wu Ke told the story of editing (political commissar) ideological outline in the name of the organization.
"What, an ideological outline? It turns out that an organization as big as ours does not have a complete leadership ideology?"
Tallulah was a little unbelievable. When she saw the complete action book two days ago, she still felt that the organization she joined was very reliable. It was a mysterious organization with thoughts and actions.
But now, the leader of the organization actually told her: Our organization does not have a leading idea, and we need to edit it now. Please come and help.
help?
She helped me with a hammer!
Tallulah felt she had to find out.
Wu Ke tried to explain, trying to tell a kind and stable lie in front of the girl.
However, the person in front of him is no more innocent than the little rabbit in the guerrilla mine. After he is keenly aware that something is wrong, he will not easily believe anything he says.
Often what he says will be quickly exposed under the other party's questioning.
Soon, Wu Ke was unable to resist, and there was nothing he could do except knock out the girl in front of him with one punch.
Tallulah looked with serious eyes at the figure who was a head taller than her and wearing a helmet on his head.
Unlike Xiboril, she is not very afraid of the opponent's strength, because now is the time to discuss the matter.
"I just asked you how big our organization is. You told me how many thousands of people there are."
Wu Ke nodded and Tallulah narrowed her eyes.
"Then, how many core members are there in the organization who can make decisions?"
"This one is less."
Wu Ke was vague, but it was clear that Tallulah would not let him get away with it, as it had been proven just now.
"How much is it, you tell me, you never panic."
When it came to this, Tallulah gritted her teeth. Under the questioning just now, she actually got an answer from the other party's mouth that was [deceiving the enemy's tactics] that was not a lie. The answer was so crude that she almost didn't let her go. Take out your small staff and condense a fireball to hit this guy.
"Even if you lie, it is just tactical deception, but it is for the enemy, and we are comrades now. Do you think I am right, Your Excellency, the leader of the righteous SB organization?"
"Gu~"
Wu Ke swallowed his saliva. He couldn't stand up because he was wronged, so he nodded subconsciously.
"you're right."
"Then why don't you tell me how many core members there are?!"
Tallulah suddenly yelled, a questioning technique used in interrogations to catch people off guard.
"Three!"
Wu Ke was struck, and he instinctively raised three fingers and spoke truthfully.
"Wait, three? Could that be it?"
The corners of the girl's eyes were twitching crazily!
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