The quiet piano room, the windows decorated with curtains, the clear sky, and the wind passing through the piano room.
A pair of slender fingers danced on the keys, the pressed notes struck, and the taut metallic sound of the steel strings sounded one after another, converging into a continuous sound.
The melody goes from gentle in the early stage to deep in the middle stage, then explodes in the final stage, and finally the musical notes pop out tightly, converging into a vast river, until the last note pops up and stops abruptly, leaving only the curling sound.
The room returned to silence again, and the figure sitting next to the piano stood up. She had black hair, combed into complicated and beautiful hair accessories, which were also dotted with pearl hair accessories. She was wearing a black layered lace dress, slightly Show conservativeness and elegance, and reveal your beautiful figure.
"Dolores plays so well. Listening to it is like being in a stormy sea, with a gradually rising tension and high spirits." The person who spoke was the girl sitting on the other side of the room. She also had black hair and was wearing a pair of trousers. Blue dress.
The two of them stood by the window and looked at the early autumn scenery outside. It was autumn in February in the South District. Orange, green, and light yellow leaves were intertwined and dotted the scenery under the blue sky.
"Have Tilan ever studied music? I see that you seem to be no stranger to music scores." Delores spoke again.
"I know a little about the violin, but I didn't bring it with me today." The girl shook her head, and the two quietly enjoyed a rare leisure afternoon.
"Tonight the 'Hat and Dagger' club will compete with the 'Meteor Spear' club from Thunder Edge Academy. Will Tilan go and watch?"
"I will go. President Amors has told me that even if we fail, we must learn from the experience and not waste this opportunity."
"It seems that he is determined to help you become the leader, without considering other candidates." Dolores turned her head and looked at this familiar but unfamiliar girl.
"I always feel that Tilan still has many secrets that she is hiding from me."
"This, there are some secrets." The girl reluctantly admitted, shaking the hair on the back of her head slightly.
"It's a very troublesome secret. Sometimes I get upset. Sometimes I give up on myself. I feel like I'm too far away from my goal."
"Do you feel inadequate?" Delores was very interested.
"Yes, it is no longer the heroic and romantic era of the past. Even if an individual is strong, many general trends and social problems cannot be solved well."
"Is Tilan worried about economic and institutional issues? This is rare. Most high school students don't think about this."
"Yes, I'm afraid I'll be laughed at if I say it. Sometimes I feel like I'm worrying in vain and asking for trouble. But both my reason and my intuition tell me that I need to grow up as soon as possible and find a way to change, otherwise I'll be in trouble when the time comes. There will be many irreparable regrets." The girl stood quietly in the wind, her hair and dress swaying gently. After she accepted the will of Isenisa and Emuraline, she gradually understood that sooner or later, she would step on the road. Take a path similar to theirs.
Since fate has given her such a rich gift, if she only thinks about herself and stays alone in a tree hole with the setting sun, she will feel uneasy. Out of some simple desire, she wants to repay this expectation. A beautiful last wish.
Although today's Federation still seems prosperous and large, many problems have gradually become terminally ill. Just because the Federation maintains a strong force, many problems have been suppressed.
The development model of capital plutocrats is naturally conducive to profitability. They will definitely make more money than those at the bottom and have a stronger ability to withstand risks. If the long-term evolution continues, the differentiation between rich and poor is inevitable. The poor will get poorer and the rich will get richer.
However, the sale of goods, or the profits of enterprises, ultimately need to be supported by consumption. No matter what kind of consumption, it requires a large population to support it. But when the profits at the bottom become less and less, life becomes more and more difficult. At this time, consumption will inevitably continue to decline.
Consumption declines and demand for goods decreases. It seems that the capital of the upper class will suffer losses, but the lower class will also suffer a greater impact. For example, employment will become more severe and the unemployed population will continue to rise. The increase in the unemployed population will also cause the wages of working people to decline simultaneously, because as the famous saying goes, 'If you don't do it, others will.'
When the economic environment is bad and competition among people intensifies, anxiety will spread throughout society. This kind of anxiety will also crowd out the free space in the brain, making it difficult for people to calm down and immerse themselves in a story or learn a certain knowledge in depth. , they can only constantly use various stimulations to paralyze themselves, and they will become more concerned about face, more sensitive, and more prone to violent mood swings.
It is also because of the spread of this anxiety that various unscrupulous profit models will gradually be developed, and people will worship money and seek strength even more. Even if the means are unethical, they will be worshiped by some people, thinking that this is the so-called 'the weak and the strong'. 'Of course'.
Once this trend becomes popular, it will break the original moral shackles of society and make more people immoral. The result will be the gradual spread of suspicion and distrust, which will further stimulate the generation of anxiety.
Children from wealthy families do not have to worry about these things because of their family background. They will be more stable and mentally stable, and will be more likely to grow up in certain industries, which will further widen the divisions in society.
The same is true for the practice of the extraordinary sequence. When a person is always troubled by various trivial matters in life, and his spirit is anxious, it is fine at ordinary times. But in advanced moments, which require a high degree of concentration and a stable mentality, different results will occur. .
Geniuses and a small number of determined people may not need to consider this, but the vast majority of people are not geniuses. Under this influence, even extraordinary power, which is originally a relatively equal way to change the future, is gradually affected by wealth. Influence, better resources, better mentor support, better mentality, etc., were originally used to break the shackles of great power, but now they have become new shackles, which discourages many people.
Listening to Tilan slowly describing what she saw and heard, as well as many thoughts in her heart, Dolores walked over and gently hugged her.
"It must be very tiring to think about so many issues."
"We are just mortals, we don't need to worry about these problems that only gods can solve." She gently stroked the other person's back and hair.
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"Yes! That's right! Only gods can solve the current situation!"
In an underground venue, tens of thousands of people gathered. The only lights were focused on the high platform. A man was shouting crazily, with an excited and immersed expression.
"We can no longer sink like this! Countless people are suffering, Isenisa's ideals are being tarnished, Emuraline's legacy is being forgotten, and human civilization is coming to an end!"
"We, you, are all victims of this world! Why not change all this? Why not pray for the arrival of the real gods!"
The atmosphere at the scene gradually became excited, and some people in the audience responded by screaming and shouting.
"Remember quickly! Recall the great sage, the morning star who came to the world, the guiding light of mankind, the wings of the eternal cradle, and the crown of miracles thousands of years ago!"
"We need a new throne of God, and a majestic crown rising from the end of the throne!"
"The Federation has deceived us, they have all deceived us, making up lies to deceive us, so that we dare not touch the miraculous crown that once pushed mankind to the top, what's the 'dark sun', what's the 'dark past' of the fifth era. , those are just to intimidate us, so we don’t dare to think about the divine power that once changed the entire galaxy!”
"Yes, I hate religious worship, and I hate making a unified voice just to be gregarious, but! We are so weak that we can only let them bully us."
"We must unite, we must unite, for our own future, for the future of mankind, for the future of the entire world."
"Yes, we want to revive the dusty Throne of God. We violate the taboos set by the Federation and even the Pan-Human Alliance. We rebuild our own Miracle Star. We change everything today!!"
"Raise the throne, stand up and sing a chorus. Under that bright light, whether it is you, me, or anyone else! They will all be connected to the sacred resonance, our voices, our will, our prayers, Everyone will respond to it, resounding throughout the galaxy!"
"Trample the corrupt system under our feet, overturn those greedy giant corporations to the ground, and knock off the heads of those arrogant people who spurn us. If the world doesn't need us, then we will destroy the world!!!"
At the end of his speech, his voice was hoarse, like a cry of blood, and a huge sound broke out from the audience that overturned the dome.
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
"Throne of God!"
"Crown of God!"
The sound is endless, so persistent, so crazy, and so sad.
(End of chapter)
