Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 361 - 44: The Truth of the Sacred Fortress_2

"Talent users going to mine, this really is a very good idea," Song Que said calmly.

"Ah, you’ve discovered the secret after all, there’s no point hiding it anymore. Yes, our sacred fortress is so wonderful, everyone is at leisure because we have abandoned our own superiority."

Zhuo He said with pride:

"Talented ones and the ordinary are living together equally, this is a genuine and fair fortress."

"But where have all the non-talented gone?" The smile on Song Que’s face had completely faded.

Zhuo He frowned slightly, then smiled again:

"Commander, I didn’t quite understand what you said."

"In the entire fortress, you can’t find a single non-talented person over the age of twelve, right? So Lord Zhuo, there is a problem with your statement. Without the non-talented, how can you speak of the talented living equally with the non-talented? Are they not trapped within the sacred grounds, mining day and night without even a chance to fight for equality?"

Song Que, staring intently at Zhuo He, continued:

"Let’s skip the process of verification and sophistry, and get straight to the point. I’ve obtained evidence, so Lord Zhuo, let’s not waste time."

Zhuo He’s expression was complex, at first surprised, then puzzled, and finally, he regained his usual compassionate demeanor.

"As expected of humanity’s leader, during the Yuepela Plains war, I kept thinking, how could humans possibly withstand the tide of beasts? Now it seems, Commander, you indeed possess extraordinary vision and insight."

Zhuo He, facing Song Que, had an unchanging smile on his face.

Song Que said:

"Why? Non-talented ones are also our kind, aren’t they? Shouldn’t they at least be given a chance to fight for their status?"

Zhuo He did not speak, still looking at Song Que.

"In other fortresses, at least the twelve-year-olds had the chance to change their destiny through knowledge. But in your fortress, even this tiny meager right is taken away from them?

I cannot imagine what a dreadful place it must be. Toiling endlessly in the mines, spending the rest of their lives mining, never to return to this world, unable to see friends and relatives again. Lord Zhuo, I hope you can give me an explanation."

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Zhuo He began to clap his hands, applauding for several seconds before smiling:

"Commander really does have the heart of a hero. Such a sense of justice is rare in the council, isn’t it? When over two hundred fortress lords discuss various evil plans, you must find it very distressing, right?"

"Don’t change the subject," Song Que said through clenched teeth.

Zhuo He shook his head:

"I’m not changing the subject, but your pitiful sense of justice, Commander, cannot change the world.

What is it that humans desire most? Of course, it’s to conquer the mining district, to remove the inevitable death within seven days inherent to the mines. And the system that comes from this rule is the Chosen system."

Song Que furrowed his brow.

Zhuo He, calm and composed, said:

"Talented ones have been used to holding high positions for hundreds of years.

They live on higher levels, lead finer lives. Their sense of superiority has been manifested. Don’t you, Commander, know this yourself?"

Song Que was unable to refute this point.

The system of the Pyramid is such.

"As a lord, of course, I know more, when humans entered the Pyramid, they chose to survive according to the rules described in the Stele of the Pyramid. These rules inherently divided us into different classes.

The advent of talent has pushed the stratification of humanity to the extreme.

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Commander Song, aren’t humans in this world inherently unequal, born with inherent divisions of high and low, noble and base? Perhaps at the very beginning, it might have been possible to correct this, but now, do you think it can still be changed?"

Song Que said:

"But what you’re doing is too much!"

"Is it? People always say that making a deal with the devil comes at a price. But Commander Song, the devil lives within our hearts.

I’ve sent the non-talented to the mining district, to mine endlessly. You think it’s cruel?

If you had seen those non-talented ones groveling before the upper echelons, you would understand that this world’s so-called promotion mechanism is all just for show.

People don’t make deals with the devil not because they dislike it, but because they can’t find the opportunity to make a deal."

Song Que was stunned, Zhuo He’s response was as if he was solidifying his correctness.

But distressingly, he could not come up with a single example to oppose Zhuo He.

As the future lord of the First Fortress, Song Que knew too well the invisible class gap between the talented and the non-talented ones.

Zhuo He’s expression remained compassionate and merciful as he said:

"Commander Song, you think my actions are cruel, but have you ever considered what would happen if I were to reveal the secret that non-talented ones can survive seven days in the mining district, to the lords of all the fortresses? What would they do?"

That sentence drilled into Song Que’s heart like the most vicious curse.

He knew he should offer kindness to all, he should believe in the goodness of human nature.

But when he began to think about this question, he saw a different scene entirely.

Zhuo He was very pleased with Song Que’s expression and said:

"See, even someone as kind and just as you, do not trust that they could accept this, right? Most likely, they would make the same choice as I did, opting to exile the non-talented completely. All fortress lords would choose the same as me.

As talent users, they’ve been noble for hundreds of years. Suddenly telling them that the despised non-talented, the bottom-tier temporary workers, the mining slaves are in fact the truly welcomed existence in another world, what would they think?"