In a room in the Dabai, Charlotte, who was hung up with several chains, woke up from a dizzy mind.
"Haha, you finally woke up."
Not far from Charlotte, Ke Na sat in a corner with her legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee and slowly blowing the hot air.
Yuyuko was interacting with the girl who appeared inexplicably, and she was guarding the slave trader, or in other words, the former slave trader, who was left alive.
In the past two days, this person has been dizzy and woke up, and has been going back and forth several times. He feels very depressed because he has not eaten much.
"..." Charlotte looked up and saw Kona. Her eyes were still a little confused at first, but when her eyes met Kona's, her mind suddenly became clearer. He closed his eyes for a moment, as if sighing, as if relieved, "It turns out, this is really not a dream..."
Charlotte didn't know whether to cry or laugh, sad or happy.
After a moment of silence, Charlotte slowly said, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
Kona smiled, "I want a cigarette, I really woke up after watching this." "But there is no cigarette. Youyuko hates that stuff, and we don't smoke either, so this won't satisfy you." "But compared to this, I care more about how you feel about the events of the past few days. After all... this is related to your life."
"That's really a pity..." After a long sigh, Charlotte continued, "Although my head was a little dizzy before, I roughly understand what happened these days. My second brother used information to save my life, right? ?”
Kona took a sip of coffee, "To be precise, I'm leaving you a chance to live. Yuyuko doesn't like slave traders, and neither do I. In other words, the Flying Flower Pirates are somewhat different from the normal pirates." , we are...disgusted by this kind of thing."
Charlotte nodded, he could understand this kind of thing only after thinking about it for a moment.
A pirate group composed entirely of women, even if they become pirates, it still cannot change the fact that women are born, and women are the most core component of the slave market. To put it bluntly, female slaves are The booming slave market attracted more and more slave traders. Women are naturally weaker than men in terms of physical strength and other conditions. In addition, most of the people involved in buying slaves are men, so the demand for female slaves has always been high.
Therefore, based on some theory, men are far less resistant to the slave trade than women, because many men are beneficiaries of the slave industry, while only a handful of women are beneficiaries of the slave industry.
Without going into detail, let’s talk about why Stacy, the Queen of Happy Street, has achieved her current status. In addition to her own strength, her most successful success is by protecting some women in distress from slavery. Coupled with the fact that she is a woman, she has some conditions to build today's Happy Street.
As for the Celestial Dragons...the Celestial Dragons are not mentioned together with ordinary people. After all, this slave system was originally retained to serve them. Their existence speaks of the 'correctness' of slave existence.
"It doesn't matter if the fire doesn't burn you. But I am someone who has felt the pain, so I can understand your disgust."
When he said this, Charlotte's face was dead silent, and his face turned a little pale.
"I understood the moment I met Guna..."
Kena did not rush to reply, but after observing for a while, she said calmly, "Your second brother said something when he died." "Well, it was the girl you liked. They had secretly I wanted to help you get it back, but because there were too many guards, I couldn’t do it, but..."
Kona raised her eyebrows and smiled sternly, "Just because they can't do it, it doesn't mean that we can't do it. Anyway, these things will be done sooner or later. It's just a matter of time, but that's not the case for you."
"Right~"
Charlotte's dead expression finally changed, "You want Fisher... No, no, you... what do you want to do?"
"Before I answer your question, it's my question time."
The excitement in his heart was suppressed, and there was finally seriousness in Charlotte's eyes. "You ask."
"First question, why didn't you just leave with the girl you liked?" Ke Na asked this question very seriously and solemnly, and her solemn expression even made people feel chills standing up and restless just looking at it.
Why not take her away? !
This question immediately silenced Charlotte, and her face, which was still a little bloody just now, turned gray again.
"Does this need to be said? Because..."
"I don't deserve it~"
"As a slave trader, I don't deserve to see her again, nor am I qualified to take her away. I am a villain like the guys who turned her into what she is today, a devil who specializes in breaking up other people's families... a... slave trader... …slave traders…”
At this point, Charlotte's tone became more and more sad, "What qualifications do I... have?" "Even looking at her... I can't do it!"
After finishing speaking, Charlotte held her head in pain and had tears on her face.
"I don't deserve it!"
…
Not worthy?
Ke Na nodded and silently recorded this sentence in her heart. But this answer...
Kona closed her eyes and calmed down briefly.
"Then the second question is, what do you think about the existence of slaves?"
'The answer to this question is the key to whether we would have gone ahead and rescued the girl. '
These are the words of Youyouzi.
The purpose of this question is to see what he thinks about slaves, and combined with the next question, we can judge whether his ideological concepts are qualified and whether there has been a fundamental change.
"The existence of slaves..."
Charlotte wiped away her tears and lay down feeling resigned. The question just now brought out the biggest pain in his heart, and for a moment he felt that everything in the world suddenly became insignificant.
After all, he was already such a scumbag, and he might not even be qualified to ask someone to kill Guna. After all, it is ridiculous for a slave trader to ask someone to save a slave. Isn't this just like a pork dealer asking a butcher in a slaughterhouse to save a pig?
After being silent for a few seconds, Charlotte snorted and laughed, "Slave... let's destroy it. A thing that completely treats humans as livestock, even worse than livestock. Even rats can't enslave their fellow humans like humans." Right. So this kind of existence...it shouldn't exist. If I can, I just want it to be destroyed, as soon as possible."
Ke Na's eyes lit up slightly, and she became interested. After all, this answer is inexplicably consistent with Yuyuko's thoughts.
'The existence of slaves is the product of human arrogance. This arrogance comes from the absolute superiority over other creatures and from the wisdom of human beings themselves. This wisdom gave birth to rights, and rights extended inequality, and inequality was continuously magnified, and finally it became like this'
Yuyouzi's words were still in her ears, and Kona couldn't help but think highly of them.
Although destroying something sounds a bit depressing, the idea itself is good. At least compared to many people in this world, they have seen part of the nature of slaves clearly.
For example, this should be destroyed.
Nodding, Kona showed a playful smile and asked the last question.
"So how do you bring about the destruction of slave existence?"
"..."
This question made Charlotte stunned. He who was a little crazy just now suddenly woke up as if he had been poured a basin of ice water on him.
Yes, the existence of slaves should be destroyed, but how?
This was a question he had never thought about.
But a few minutes later, he suddenly covered his face and laughed wildly, "So that's it, that's it. I've never thought about it like this. The reason is so simple."
After laughing, Charlotte looked straight at Kena. At this moment, he was no longer the 'dead man' who was no longer struggling for life, but a living person with a goal. It was as if his whole person had been sublimated, and his face had truly returned to human color, but...he was hungry and had some food.
Then he replied cheerfully, "The way to destroy the existence of slaves is to start from the source and overthrow the Celestial Dragons who have allowed the slavery system to continue until now. As long as there is no protection from the Celestial Dragons and the World Government, the slave industry will eventually be wiped out by people." ."
Charlotte's eyes were full of energy, but this time Ke Na was a little disappointed.
She originally thought that Charlotte's words such as "destroying the existence of slaves" would give her deeper insights, but as a result...
"I can only see its shape, but I don't understand its meaning. Alas~"
As she spoke, Ke Na shook her head and then burst into laughter. It was not that he was laughing at Charlotte, but he was laughing at himself.
If it weren't for Youyouzi himself, he might not even be able to figure out what Charlotte came up with. And Kona only has the current understanding of this kind of thing after dealing with people from the 'Lan' organization for a long time in the past two years.
The existence of slaves will not disappear with the disappearance of the Celestial Dragons. What will disappear is the slave trade industry supported and protected by the Celestial Dragons. What really allows slaves to exist is the inequality between people. Just imagine, if everyone had equal life value, then things like slaves, which exist because of inequality, would naturally not exist.
After laughing, Ke Na threw an object to Charlotte.
"Calculating the voyage, we should be about to reach the transit island of the slave trade. You should read this book first, and then go and talk to a guy about your experience tomorrow night."
Charlotte took the object and looked at it in her hand.
This is a dark red book. It is not thick, but it feels a bit heavy. The corners of the book are a little tattered, and there is no smell of ink on the book. Some places even have the salty smell of sea water, which shows that its owner should read it frequently. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something that belongs to a girl like Kona.
Charlotte opened the cover page and finally saw the name of the book.
The first revised version of "Quotations of Leaders".
...What a weird name.
But compared to this weird name.
"Is this book special?"
Kona shook her head, "It's not special. It's just a book that has been printed a lot, but the circulation range is not very small. The Revolutionary Army has a second revised version."
"Well, this book should be very important to its owner. Is it appropriate to show it to me?"
Ke Na glanced over, her eyes a little sharp, "That brat has a bad temper and is already dead."
Looking at Ke Na's eyes, Charlotte was so knowledgeable that she didn't continue to ask.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"No...no more."
"Then just read the book for me." After speaking, Ke Na walked out of the room and closed the door.
Hearing the footsteps gradually disappearing, Charlotte lay down softly. Suddenly he felt a scent on the tip of his nose. Following the scent, he discovered that there was a pot of water and a few hangings not far from his side. piece of bread.
If he had just woken up and seen it, he might have just seen it, but just now he had the goal of living again. So he took the bread and water and ate it without hesitation.
While eating, I looked at the "Quotations of the Leader" in my hand under the relatively bright light.
At first, he thought the book was confusing and confusing, but after reading it for more than ten minutes, he was stunned.
He pressed the book and read out in a low and hoarse voice in shock.
Arise, hungry and cold slave,
Rise up, you suffering people all over the world
The blood in my heart is already boiling, I have to fight for the truth
The old world is in ruins, slaves rise up
Don't say we have nothing, we want to be the masters of the world
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
There has never been a savior, nor a fairy emperor
To create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves
We must take back the fruits of our labor and let our thoughts break out of the cage
Hurry up and make the fire red. Only by striking while the iron is hot can you succeed.
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
Who created the human world is us working people
Everything belongs to workers, how can we tolerate parasites?
The most hateful ones are those poisonous snakes and beasts that eat up our flesh and blood
Once they are wiped out, the bright red sun will shine all over the world
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow,
Intrachonal must realize it
Intrachonal must realize it
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Charlotte didn't even turn the page. Her eyes stayed on this page over and over again. Her fingers touched the pits on the page and the world in her eyes became blurry. When the world in her eyes became bright again, He suddenly woke up when the back of his hand felt hot.
I actually cried while reading such a song without any music.
There was obviously no soundtrack, but as soon as he thought of those contents in his mind, Charlotte seemed to see countless ragged people holding up broken farm tools and holding torches high, roaring in the dark night without any light.
Those roars shocked not only their enemies, but also Charlotte's heart.
He could feel that they were not just mindless anger, but a desperate struggle, using their last struggle to try to tear the darkness apart and welcome the real light.
He does not understand what Intrachonair is, nor does he understand the rhetoric of workers. But the word "people" was re-engraved in his heart at this moment, and those words that were unclear at first became easy to understand and simple.
Finally, Charlotte's finger stopped on the 'bright red sun'.
The pages here are the most pitted. These pits are formed when they are soaked with water many times. This is the only place where the book has such pits. According to the owner of this book's love for this book...
Tears?...
His fingers couldn't help but tremble.
"The bright red sun... is the same color as blood..."
Charlotte suddenly remembered Kona's look and words when she asked about the owner of the book.
"The brat has a bad temper and is already dead."
At this moment, I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, there was a lot more reverence in my eyes, and the movements in my hands became a little solemn without realizing it.
now
His eyes were filled with fire, the sparks of forging weapons.
His nose was filled with the smell of blood, which was the gunpowder smoke wrapped in the smell of flesh and blood after the roar of artillery.
In his ears, the roar of the people echoed through the sky. It was the final war.
in his mouth
"Arise, you hungry and cold slaves! Arise, you suffering people all over the world!..."
He knew that at this moment he was undergoing a transformation
one game
Transformation from body and mind to soul.
[Rights come from the people. Rights first come from the trust of others. This kind of trust is for those who have the ability to make better decisions that are beneficial to everyone. With the development of society and the changes of the times, the children of trusted people are born, and everyone still believes that their children or successors can have the same talents as them. This trust has been betrayed, and the virtues are not worthy but they have to be forced to return. position, then use this trust from everyone to turn it into rights. 】
[Quan, scepter, stick, direction means, and it has the meaning of guiding the direction. The story of Jehovah also contains a description of holding a rod. Not to mention convenience, benefits. I’m not saying this to say anything, I just think that sometimes everyone can think about why our ancestors formed words and phrases in this way, so as to better understand the meaning of these words and words. Maybe everyone has a different understanding, but If we don't even think about it, writing is just a tool, not culture. …Let’s express what we feel. 】
