It's a pity that Purser Lando doesn't understand humor. www.しwxs． com Anthony's joke did not relax his mental tension, which was on the verge of collapse, and this serious nonsense did not stop him from continuing to press the compass.
Lando rested longer, and then came another round of attacks - charge, rout, compass over the next round. He needed to rest longer and longer, and pressed the compass more frequently. He knew something was wrong, whether it was the increasingly out-of-control situation or the "immunity" that came out of nowhere, but he still couldn't help but reach out to the compass again and again. Moreover, he has no choice. If he doesn't press, the situation will be completely controlled by the devil. This is what the trainer consultant said before: "You don't tame him, but he tames you." He must use electric shocks again and again to get rid of the devil's control over him, consolidate and emphasize his status as a tamer, and thus regain the initiative.
The roles of domestication and domestication are flipped over and over again. This is really a difficult game, difficult and long.
At 4:30 in the morning, the executioner had just finished a new round of torture. When Chief Lando reappeared in the interrogation room like a rooster with flower feathers fixedly courting, Anthony looked at his injuries and thought that they were almost enough. . Based on Gu Hanhan's current position and pursuit route, compared with the recovery speed of the sealing fluid, she should be able to catch up in time no matter what.
——The beating is finally over! He thought happily, now he could have a good chat with this interesting purser!
The role-playing game in the interrogation room had hit the pause button at this point. Lando's new round of attack collapsed without even starting a charge. Moreover, this time he didn't even have a chance to escape by pressing the compass. The unfortunate Mr. Purser never had time to think about how he was being controlled. He was already under control, just as he never had time to understand that this was actually a prisoner controlled by a "prisoner".
Everything in the interrogation room was a difficult and long game for Lando, but for Anthony, it was just a game, and the rhythm was always under his control. He was able to torture and interrogate him before because Anthony needed him to torture him, but now Anthony didn't need his torture and just wanted to simply chat with him, so he could only chat with him all day. What Anthony is interested in is the slave selection and cultivation system of the Acropolis nobles. He is curious that outstanding elites like Lando, who are among the top one percent of human beings who have been carefully selected, can eventually be admitted to the slave school with a super high probability of close to 100%. What is the secret of domestication and complete assimilation by the accompanying bureaucracy? This kind of question can never be answered from his own attendants, and it is impossible to ask other people's attendants. He is like a mysterious black box placed beside him, which he has been unable to solve for many years. Now, if he happened to meet Chief Lando at such an opportunity, such an exemplary slave attendant, Anthony would certainly not let him go - this was almost the best opportunity to observe, with the right time, right place, and right people. As a result, Chief Landu could only talk about campus life and workplace past events that he least wanted to talk about.
Once the scars are uncovered, recalling is not as difficult as imagined. Looking back is unbearable and instead becomes a vague excitement and excitement. Anthony just made a start for Lando, and soon he was immersed in memories and stories and couldn't extricate himself.
"Obedience is never a problem. What smart people are best at is always compromise and obedience. Stubbornness is what fools do. Those who can be sent to family education colleges are smart people, and at least their IQs are up to standard - those whose IQs are not up to standard. They are all in the slave market, oh, except for the kind of stunning beauties who get into college solely based on their looks. They are obviously two different types from us. They are purely consumables. They don’t need much IQ and it’s not worth spending too much on them. The shelf life of the face and uterus is very short anyway, but that is not the case for us."
"I was ten years old when I entered the Dulan family's slave college. After entering the school, I did not enroll directly, but first served as a trainee, that is, as a slave for the formal school students. I could be beaten, scolded, and ordered by them as long as I didn't kill them. , the school doesn’t care about it. The school doesn’t care about the children’s food either. Except for the occasional good luck encounter with a kind-hearted student who gives them steamed buns, the trainee children can only eat leftovers and swill thrown out from the kitchen, and even if it’s swill, most of the time. Not enough to eat.”
"In addition to a short robe that covers the body when entering the school, the school only issues a school code to each child, which is nothing more than the clauses in the slave etiquette, what rules and regulations should be followed, and how to obey the master and supervisor. There are detailed regulations on how to kneel, how to salute, how to speak, and how to accept rewards or punishments. It is actually a junior version of the "Slave Taming Manual."
"But unlike the slave ranch, the family university will not train you specifically. They neither lecture nor teach you about this rough entry-level course, but let you take it back and study on your own. Every Thursday, the school's The Academic Affairs Office will organize an assessment and sign up voluntarily. As long as the trainee students think they have learned well, they can take the assessment. If they pass the assessment, they can end the internship period and become an official student of the college. In the future, as long as they do not make mistakes that violate the rules or take exams If you fail, you don’t have to re-apprentice.”
"There has never been a trainee for more than a month. Some of the most adaptable people can even pass the test in just one week. They are all the same kind of people. Why do some people have to eat pig food and wear rags? Being beaten, humiliated, and bullied all day long, and being enslaved to death by people just like you forever, but some people can be well-fed, well-clothed, receive an excellent aristocratic education, and have the opportunity to win a better future? A glance at the uncompromising fate You can see the end, and the future of surrender and compromise is infinitely possible. When two different destinies are before you, pigs know how to choose, not to mention everyone is a smart child. Even if they are pretending to be tame and obedient, , why can't we use a temporary compromise to try to win a different future for ourselves? As long as we still want hope and difference, our choices will never be different, because light and hope only shine in through a small hole. "
"Why do you have to be so loyal to your master and work hard without complaining without caring about whether it means dedicating your talents and strength or sacrificing your life and dignity? Haha——"
"You don't understand at all. What do you superpowers know? If you stay in the power system of the Acropolis nobles for even one day, you will know that the worst master is a hundred times more powerful than your bosses! Even if he is an idiot A mentally retarded lunatic or a lunatic.”
"You said that I have an average appearance and was not selected as a sex slave. I am also a male and cannot have children. Therefore, sex skills will not help my future. It is just a course to meet the assessment standards. Haha— —”
"The thinking of people with superpowers is always simple. All they can think of is that their beauty is enough to please them, and the uterus is useful to their masters. Other than that, the masters look down upon them and have no use for them. Therefore, the sex/slave course is meaningless to people like us. We don’t need to put too much thought into it. Except for the sixty points that indicate passing taming, any extra point is a waste. But if the master doesn’t look down on it, it’s useless. Of?"
"Their simple and straight-line minds will never imagine that before the master, you have countless superiors, from the lowest-level assistant attendant to the supervisory attendant who is qualified to directly meet and serve the master, with many intervals in between. At least the eighteenth level. Standing at the starting point of a family college graduate assistant attendant, you can see your position in front of the master. The distance between you is no more than a chasm. It is different from the black line outside the Milky Way. The Fairy Star Gap is so dark that you can't see your fingers. To cross this gap, you have to walk with the darkness. Before being trained, humiliated and enslaved by the master himself, you must first be trained, humiliated and enslaved by your eighteenth-level boss. You must... Serve them step by step and serve them. Compared with the distant owner who may be an idiot, a mentally retarded lunatic or a lunatic, any one of them is more likely to make you die or live worse than death. Your future and destiny are actually In the hands of your superiors, any one of them is ten times more cunning and cruel than the master who may be an idiot, a mentally retarded lunatic or a lunatic—"
"This is a person with superpowers. Because the rules of their world are so simple and crude, they regard the entire society and power as simple and crude. Because their energy system is such that all weak fields flow to strong fields, and all I think that the system of power is also a return to the original, sunny, simple and unified with the strongest. Little do I know that power and society are a complicated matter, extremely complicated and delicate. The limbs are well-developed, so the mind is simple, and the truth will always stand up to time. test."
"What can people with superpowers do? The universe is ruled by them rather than by a dog. With their straight and unbendable heads, they simply cannot solve such complex and delicate problems as the universe of human society. Without the help of attendants, They cannot even maintain the basic ruling order and will only make society a mess."
"So what is a master? Although we are the lackeys kept by the master, the master who is holding the leash may not be the one who is being led by the leash. Why can't we be loyal and diligent? When we are loyal and useful , if the master feels comfortable, the master will be a sharp knife in our hands."
"Only by standing on the shoulders of giants can we overlook the earth," said Chief Landu, whose eyes shone with faith. "With such a powerful and simple master, how can we not be loyal to our master when we are so weak and complicated?" What? Only through the master can our will influence and carry out into the universe, and our master is our career!"
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At about 6:30 in the morning, the spacecraft carrying Anthony was in front, and the spacecraft carrying Gu Hanhan and others was behind. The two spacecrafts passed Golden Gate from different directions at almost the same time, gradually breaking away from the gravity of the Exile Galaxy. Impact.
"Can we catch up in fifteen minutes?!"
After spending the whole night baking cakes on the bed in vain, Gu Hanhan, who had never closed his eyes, suddenly became energetic when he heard the news: "Go to the bridge!"
