In "The Republic", Plato mentioned the hierarchical theory of citizens.
Citizens are divided into "rulers", "warriors" and "laborers" according to their talents. They represent wisdom, courage,
desire.
The rulers are responsible for ruling with their own philosophical wisdom, the warriors are responsible for defending with loyalty and bravery, and the workers provide material materials for production.
Among them, those who govern the country are the most intelligent and free. They do not need to be bound by the law. Warriors and workers, on the other hand, act under the restrictions of rules. They do not need to own luxurious private property. This is an inducement for human selfish desires.
——Like those with high personality, those with type II personality, and those with low personality.
In this way, a prosperous country can be created - a perfect, hierarchical ideal city-state.
Su Mingan stared at the dawn in front of him.
It looked back at him plainly, expounding the three-layer concept of the "Utopia".
"What I said above is only the most ideal situation." Liming said: "However, you have also seen that this city-state is not that ideal at all.
People who took large amounts of rose blood because they were afraid of losing their jobs died because their bodies collapsed.
Excluded
, People with inferior personalities in the marginal zone have extremely low quality of life.
Some groups are colluding to take advantage of emotional measurement loopholes.
The class gap between high personality and low personality is too large, and it has reached the level of the original ten upper cities and the doomsday city."
It approached him: "We still need more data to improve me."
"Woooo..." The man next to him shook the chain, making a "dinging" sound. His head hit the wall, and blood dripped out, almost sticking to the terrifying blood mark on the wall.
Those dark eyes with missing pupils were always facing Su Mingan.
Su Mingan put on the armrest and controlled the wheelchair to retreat. In front of him was the dawn that was getting closer and closer.
In my ears, Ah Du was still singing "Listen to me to say thank you" cheerfully, singing more and more emotionally and sweetly, just like an artificial retard who didn't understand the situation at all.
"I'll give you a little heart and a flower~"
"You are so touching in my life~~"
"Click." Su Mingan slapped it, and it became silent instantly.
Seeing this, Li Ming smiled slightly, with a slight electric light flowing in its pale eyes.
After thinking for a moment, it spoke:
"Data is the cornerstone of this city-state, Doctor.
“We need more data—more experimental plans—more simulation routes—more calculation results.
"Only by calculating every error result, solving and correcting the problem, can the City of Measurement achieve true perfection."
Dawn's hands rested on the armrests of his wheelchair, its voice coming extremely close.
"The possible deviations caused by human governance will be measured and adjusted little by little by me. To make everything closer to the 'best', as long as there is enough time, I can erase all mistakes.
Only my existence can make most people live better and achieve their own happiness in such a difficult world environment.
Therefore, I hope that you can continue to help me cut off the rotten flesh and blood that has taken root in the city-state. "
It seemed to want to touch him, its hands were virtually touching his hands, and its transparent projection was very close.
It simulates an image similar to that of a researcher, wearing a white coat, and his body is clean and spotless.
"help you
"Su Mingan said.
"For example, continue your 'measurement' career." Li Ming said: "Whether it is arranging death endings for others, or visiting the fringe zone, or meeting leaders of organizations such as Eagle Dog, you are already doing these things.
Measurement means adding variables to the city-state - as long as there are changes, there are more possibilities for deduction, and these fed-back data will contribute to the perfection of the city-state. "
"Including making rose blood?" Su Mingan said.
"Of course, Dr. Asa, this is one of the best 'measurements'." Dawn raised her voice, and the gentle smile it simulated was particularly soft in the blood of the basement: "[The addictive property called rose blood Psychotropic drugs are widely spread in the city of measurement]—This is a good case observation.
We have seen many colorful city-state residents who are evil-minded, opportunistic, those who hold high positions and profit from it, residents who would rather decline physically to keep their jobs, or young people who are simply seeking excitement. They are all excellent. 'Measurement' object. If it weren't for the induction of rose blood, we wouldn't be able to observe the special behaviors they would do. "
Su Mingan retreated slightly again. Even if the other person was a simulated image, he was not used to being too close to others.
"Even girls like Xiaomei are just 'measurement materials'?" he said.
"Of course." Li Ming said: "It should be said that everyone in this city-state is the material to make 'measurement' more perfect.
Only based on the vast data presented by everyone can I make the most perfect judgment. "
…It’s so rational, so ridiculous.
It is both rational and absurd, but the rationality of this city-state system must be recognized - this is how Su Mingan feels at this time.
Use living lives to conduct data experiments, mix in evil variables such as rose blood, arms, and interests, and deliberately induce people to commit crimes and die, so as to observe more human emotional data and the differential actions of people with different personalities to summarize the data. This will improve the dawn system.
Only in this way can a situation of "perfect allocation of resources and people making the best use of their talents" can be formed, and only then can human civilization survive for a longer period of time.
—This is a miraculous creative result of mankind in the current apocalypse.
If this history is written into history books for future generations who survive to read, then it will be written as "the miraculous means of human beings to preserve the fire of civilization under extreme difficulties", and Asa Acto will be praised as a human being. Civilized heroes.
But now it seems intuitively that this method is a bit too cruel.
If it were the start of the dungeon, Su Mingan would also think that this was very reasonable. This was simply a genius idea. Human civilization actually survived because of an intelligent brain.
Humanity does not kill each other to snatch survival resources, nor does the leadership assassinate each other to internalize the highly intelligent people. It only uses a "measurement" to divide the appropriate three classes, and only sacrifices the lowest inferior personality. In order to ensure the survival of the entire race, only one "emotional value" is needed to isolate the criminal.
Excluding other-dimensional factors, as long as we wait a little longer until dawn is finally complete and then contain the rebels, this system can last for a long time and even build a utopia that will never end.
But after seeing Xiaomei's life, he hesitated a little - for someone like her, it was too cruel to be judged as an inferior personality and doomed to a life of no recovery. This cruelty is a hidden danger.
But inevitably, he was somewhat convinced.
The views of the Dawn System - they are really quite consistent with his. Asa Acto's concept of city-state measurement coincides with his ideas.
He stared into the dawn.
"What about me?" he said, "Li Ming, who am I in your eyes?"
He glanced at the man who looked exactly like him.
This man's eyes were gouged out, his tongue was cut off, his legs were cut off, his hands were bound, and he was locked in a dark basement...
Is this Asa Akto?
So who is he?
Could it be that he is also an "Asa Acto" who can be turned into such a human pig?
There was a "click".
Su Mingan's figure tilted, the left rear corner of the wheelchair was slightly raised, and the wheel seemed to have hit something.
Tiny "clicking" sounds continued to come from below.
Su Mingan stared at Li Ming, who was motionless for the moment, and quickly lowered his head to observe.
The next moment, intuitive panic flooded his brain like a flood.
He saw a whiteness.
Under the wheelchair were countless crushed bones, broken calf bones, thigh bones, patellas, hand bones... and even a half-open human skull like an eggshell.
Some of them are still in complete form, and some have been crushed by wheels, like finely divided, burned ashes.
When human beings face the tragic death of their fellow humans, they will have a strong sense of empathy, and this emotion will extend to the physical level, making them feel uncontrollably panicked.
This basement is a bit weird, and the blood lines on the wall reveal a hysterical emotional contagion.
Su Mingan was out of breath for a while.
He stared at the pile of human bones and subconsciously recalled the feeling of death. This feeling was very heavy for him. He died far more times than normal humans.
"Dr. Asa." Dawn stared at him: "You are a 'ruler', you are different from others."
"Utopia" [Governor].
- A ruler who is above ideals without being bound by the laws of the 'Utopia'.
"You are my reformer. In a sense, you are my father." Dawn said:
“[Your personality is my name.]”
"Then what is he?" Su Mingan pointed at the man who was yelling "woo woo".
"Are you asking him?" Li Ming thought for a while, as if thinking about how to define this man.
After a moment, lightning flashed in its eyes, and it seemed to have received a satisfactory answer.
Its hands hang down by its sides, with a gentle expression, simulating the image of a well-behaved and kind server.
"He is an unqualified ruler. In other words, he is a father who has lost his fairness and is not worthy of being a ruler." Li Ming tilted his head slightly and said in a calm and clear voice:
“[Anyone’s nobility has a shelf life before truly getting rid of human identity.]”
Su Mingan suddenly remembered a name card he saw in his pocket when the dungeon started.
[Explanation of the term "dream making".
An organization that seeks the meaning of life and pursues freedom of the soul. It advocates extracting human DNA and encoding it for preservation. 】
……I see.
The man seemed to have lost his mind, leaving only beast-like wails and an empty shell-like body.
Su Mingan wanted to close his eyes - he didn't know if the pair of eyes he had at this time came from this person who had lost his eyes?
Wait, besides this man, there seems to be a lot of broken bones in this basement...
There was a soft "click" sound, and a cold, cold feeling suddenly hit my body.
A white bone fragment fell from above and fell on his legs.
…Why do broken bones fall from above?
He seemed to feel something, ignored the approaching dawn, and slowly, slowly turned back.
Suddenly,
——He saw a mountain of stacked bones.
It looked like a pyramid, piled behind him, almost filling more than half of the basement at the back. Since there was almost no light, he had not seen them until now.
Among them - they are all human bones, pale and ice-white colors overlap, and even mixed with some deep red that has not faded the flesh and muscles. They lie across the white bones like blood-red spider webs, dividing the red and white The alternating dark scenes create a magnificent and tranquil scene.
"Crash-one"
The mountains of broken bones behind him were crushed by the wheelchair, causing him to lose his balance. The moment Su Mingan turned around, they collapsed like a sand tower, and the fine broken bones hit him like raindrops. Hard and cold.
They hit his back, tightly, forcefully, and hugged his body tightly.
He sat among the hills of his own broken bones, scattered like snow.
These various scattered bones can be assembled into complete human beings one after another.
"These bones, they are all mine
?"
He said it word for word.
When he just saw the man chained up, he thought there was only one Akto here.
But he didn't expect that everything he saw, under his wheelchair, on his body, in his hair and between his fingers... they were all Asa Akto.
They turned into lifeless cold bones and bone powder, seeping into his clothes and spreading all over his body.
It was like countless passing Asas, tightly clinging to him.
"Yes." Dawn said. .
It stretched out its transparent hand and caressed his eyes, as if measuring something.
It was as if he could gouge out his eyes at any time and turn him into a part of these bones.
