Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

Chapter 659: 16. In the name of God (4)

"If you want to stop the war, I advise you to stop."

The spider refilled Roland's coffee and retreated to the back of his desk, just like a qualified attendant or secretary.

"Are you going to report?"

Roland didn't look up, and his tone was not unexpected.

Report your every move to Li Lin, this is Spider's job. Even if it looks like a white-collar beauty, it's just a disguise, still a spy and killer.

For her, the consul is a goddess-like existence, and the order is absolute, and she cannot go against it.

"Even if I don't report, others will report."

There was a trace of loneliness in the girl’s voice, and then said again in a transactional tone:

"It's just, do you really think you can hide your lord and make your own small plan?"

The hand that turned the document stopped, and after a few seconds, Roland calmly replied:

"I never expected that."

In addition to the pervasive secret intelligence network, Li Lin's own analysis and prediction capabilities are also excellent. As long as he is willing, he will be able to grasp the details of anything and hide Li Lin? I have to say that this is an almost impossible task.

From the beginning, Roland had no hope of deception. No matter how cleverly disguised, as long as funds, materials and personnel flow, under the current system, there will be traces of clues. It is impossible for all secret activities and plans to escape Li Lin's observation.

He just wanted to avoid Li Lin’s plan bringing disaster to the world; or at the very least, when Li Lin’s plan might have devastating consequences, at least he could point out and correct his mistakes.

It's extremely easy to get attached to peace and perform your life according to other people's scripts, but it will also take away the courage. To stop his thinking, Roland is very clear about this.

Indeed, Li Lin never makes mistakes. His wisdom and strength are worthy of the titles of "transcendental species" and "ideal agent". No one is more like a **** than him.

Yes. Just as the king came to all beings, in front of him, humans, wise species, ancient species, etc. Almighty and absolute, it is not an exaggeration to call it a deity.

The future of smart species is neither true nor uncertain. In order to resist despair, accept the cruelty and irrationality of the world. People need God to take a positive direction to convince themselves that there is room for improvement in this world.

However, even in this case, Li Lin acknowledges the correctness of Li Lin even in his heart. Roland also believes that there should be a negative opinion of Li Lin's ideas and means, not because of correctness. And even other possibilities are obliterated.

It is easier to understand, that is, when Li Lin and even the entire organization are making mistakes, who can come forward and tell him: You are wrong.

Perhaps this sounds naive and impractical, but Roland believes that the world should accommodate different voices. Just because there is an absolutely correct value, and give up exploring other possibilities-this is too cruel. It's too sad.

"I don’t think my point of view is absolutely correct. It may be that in the end, the guy’s argument will prove correct. What I do is nothing but futile efforts. But I just hope that the world will not become Even a goodwill can't accommodate existence."

"At no time will we know what we want to do."

The thin throat murmured.

To the teenager.

Facing the ideal.

"At any time, we will not know whether we are doing it correctly."

The girl bent her lips and smiled.

"But God came for us."

"...Section 2 of the Second Book of Mafa, "Sama"?"

"It's the third quarter."

The spider blandly corrected to:

"You have the potential to be a good priest. But the dead brains in the church may not understand it."

"They also won't accept my unfaithful fellow."

"Just "stop jihad" is enough to burn you."

Spreading his hands, the spider continued to say:

"Besides, you should be clear that even if the company and the president do nothing, war will break out. As long as people think, they can always find a proper reason."

A **** fact. It's like blaming something, but it's not clear. When Roland turned to look at the spider, the girl was still a bit cold secretary.

(May be an illusion.)

Roland shook his head and pulled his thoughts back on track.

"It's too late to stop the war now, and it's impossible to make a compromise until both parties have the will. What can be done at this stage is to contain the company and prevent the war from becoming the worst form."

That's the kind of company executives expect-no honor, no humanity, it doesn't even look like a war, but a mass vendetta: Principality and nations, orcs and humans, church and Orthodox .

"Such a thing... are you sure you can do it?"

Double question: How can Roland do it under heavy surveillance? Under the strict supervision system of the company, there are means that may hinder the operation of the company?

"I want to consider improving the treatment of workers and establish an organization like a workers' association."

No joke, Roland said word by word, the spider's chin almost fell to the ground, and then turned to look at the sun outside the window. That thing might be square today.

"I don't think this is a good idea."

The son of a capitalist proposed to join a trade union. Anyone who hears this sentence will suspect that it is a joke, and then doubt the IQ of those who say such things and do such things.

As we all know, Li Lin is a big capitalist, or a typical capitalist who wants to squeeze out all the workers. Under his word and example, the elf executives who had racial discrimination against human workers were within the scope of the rules and tried to crush the workers as much as possible. Although there has been a lot of convergence, at the beginning, 16 hours of work per day, child labor, pregnant women are not allowed to take vacations, wage deductions and corporal punishment are not completed. Various means are common. At that time, VE was An out-and-out sweatshop.

Among them, Vice President Niederhogg is most concerned about this kind of thing. In other factories, a supervisor monitors 1,000 workers, and in a factory managed by Niederhogger, a supervisor monitors 10 workers. In general small workshops, workshop owners can drink and chat with workers. The foreman in the Niederhogg factory just stood behind the worker with a chronograph. If anyone complained about excess labor, the person would disappear the next day.

In fact, Niederhog, who firmly believes that "a group of troublemakers are killed every year," found the biological weapons research department more than once and asked them to make Chimera or dangerous species that could serve as supervisors. It is used to supervise the workers' endless work, or simply to suppress the workers' movement. And personally designed the dangerous species code-named "Gojira", but this plan was killed as soon as it was submitted, on the grounds that no one could make a monster with a height of 50 meters and a weight of 20,000 tons at the moment of birth. Being crushed by his own weight... It is said that Niederhogg is still not discouraged, and is studying the "super giant giant supervisor" of 60 meters tall and the smaller "giant giant supervisor". It's just that everyone is not optimistic.

In any case, there is such a group of upper class, if anyone wants to engage in trade union organization, to seek the benefits above the "necessary" for the workers, then his end will be very promising.

"Of course I know this. I have to be told face-to-face more than once. When workers use strikes to exercise their power to increase wages and reduce working hours, capitalists can also use the army, machine guns, poison gas and monsters. They refuse the power to increase wages and reduce working hours."

With a bitter smile on his face, Roland continued to explain:

"But I don't have no chance at all."

According to Li Lin's instructions, the company is actively participating in various charitable activities, and Roland is an important part of the public relations plan of the "Consortium of Charity". The image of "Master Roland, who is willing to listen to the workers and provide assistance to the workers" is gaining popularity. At this time, Roland put forward the proposal of "forming a workers' association", which not only can get the maximum support of workers. And taking into account the public relations image, the company's rebound measures are relatively limited.

This is the best opportunity.

"But you still have no possibility of success, because everyone knows that you are the heir of the company."

The spider pointedly pointed out the biggest disadvantage of this plan. Roland is only the heir. The company’s substantive power is in Li Lin’s hands, and the entire upper level supports Li Lin unreservedly. Unless Li Lin is overthrown, the possibility of implementing Roland’s proposal is not even one millionth. . And overthrowing Li Lin... People with a little common sense know that this is a miracle that is more difficult for the dead to come alive. Humans are afraid that they will not see that day in their lifetime.

Secondly. As the heir of the company, no matter what Roland thought, he represented the interests of the company, not the interests of the workers. So he came forward to organize the workers’ association, and the workers would be very happy at first. But soon they will involuntarily think that he is actually a certain command of the CEO, and there is a conspiracy behind him. The other members of the upper level must also be dissatisfied with his behavior. The end result is that the whole plan is ruined, and Roland becomes a pitiful worm sandwiched between senior managers and grassroots workers.

"You are doing your best to do something that is not pleasing to both ends, and see no possibility of success."

"Yes, I know this, and I don't expect anything to happen. All I want is to contain the company's energy."

Roland's eyes flickered.

From the beginning, he didn't expect much from the power of the workers' movement to stop the war. Compared with the typical capitalists in the company, the workers' power is extremely weak, and neither the force nor the means is a level opponent. In addition to skilled technical workers, if you don’t like it in general, just change a batch.

The formation of a workers’ association is just a guise to create a chaos that can be controlled. Without prejudice to the company’s survival, it will contain the energy of the management and create a little trouble for the company’s military production, which will affect the preparation process of the war and fight for it. To some time.

The most important thing is that this is the last chance. Once the church renames this war "Jihad," any means of boycotting the war will become illegal. He doesn’t care, but Roland doesn’t want to involve the workers in heretical trials. Something terrible.

"It doesn't matter that this is my personal self-satisfaction. In any case, the war cannot be further escalated."

Roland found the document he wanted and stood up from the seat with a serious face, just as he walked two steps away from the gate. The voice "I'm afraid it's too late" came from behind.

"It has just been heard that at the state funeral of Lundinium, the second prince who represented Charlemagne at the ceremony made a speech."

A speech? This didn't seem to be a problem, but Roland, who was vaguely wrong, stopped.

The spider put down the right hand of the headset and snapped his fingers. The dark red curtain slowly lowered, the large landscape on the wall flipped over, and the display terminal began to play the image sound.

Tens of thousands of subjects stood in front of Westminster Abbey. People who came to attend funerals from all over the place filled the entire Lundinum. Every street was crowded and airy, but all were not exposed. An angry look. They were silent and bowed their heads silently.

On the concierge stand, the young foreigners looked at this scene with coldness, and Junlan's face could not contain a touch of emotion.

Unpleasant air, sticky humidity, rude ignorant people, and disgusting food-everything about Lundinium is so incompatible with Prince Bernard, just staying in this city There will be rashes. If he can, he hopes to return to the bustling Rudes immediately, and not to wait a second.

But he still had to accomplish something. Before finishing this important thing related to his future, Prince Bernard had to hide his true thoughts and sit on the guest seat properly.

Thankfully, he no longer has to wait much time.

Queen Elizabeth on the throne is making a final speech in memory of Lieutenant General Parkinson-according to the convention, the soldiers who died in war will be chased to the first level. It is now a lieutenant general.

After the Queen and the Minister of State have finished their speeches, it’s time for the foreign guests, it won’t take long...

Your Highness Bernard De Bourbon!

Hearing his name, Prince Bernard stood up and walked up to the podium with tens of thousands of eyes. He saw that he was taking a solemn pace, and every move revealed the nobleness that a Charlemagne should have. And elegant.

"We lost a hero!"

The loud voice of the prince deterred the audience, and all listeners, including those listening on the street through amplifying methods, held their breath.

"But, the princes of Albion. The princes of the human nations, ask, does this mean failure?"

As Bernard waved his fists, the crowd rang "buzz" and the VIPs stared blankly at Prince Bernard. I don't know what he wanted to say.

"Maybe, this prince wants to surprise everyone."

Hands clasped together, Walsingham sitting in the corner murmured to himself.

"No, this is just the beginning! How many heroes have fallen in the jihad against the pagans since thousands of years, all your relatives and ancestors have sacrificed for this, and great sorrow exists in the heart of every kind and upright person, but Even so, we resolutely challenged the pagans. Why is this? The admired General Parkinson died in battle, why?!"

"For the benefit."

Through the communication gem, the cardinal who listened to the rebroadcast of the speech shook his glass.

"Everyone, we wait for humanity to fight for justice! You are the clearest. As the only baptist of the law, we humans have the obligation and power to bring the light of civilization to this world. The lost soul is for justice. , Justice and civilization, the goddess will guide the heroic spirit to the kingdom of heaven, God will not abandon us. The hegemony of the new era belongs to us chosen by the goddess, this is a historical necessity. Now it’s time to open with our own hands The time for the new era gate!"

The "buzzing" sound became louder again. The surging atmosphere in the crowd was already warm. The air at the scene was constantly warming, and a dangerous heat was expanding.

"However, at this moment, the despicable pagans are still fighting against us in order to protect their evil forces. This senseless resistance has claimed the lives of many Albion warriors. This hatred cannot be anyway. Forget. Now, we have to gather our anger and lean on the pagans, let them suffer the retribution they deserve, and win a real victory. Only victory can soothe those souls who died in battle!"

Taking a deep breath~www.wuxiaspot.com~ licking his lips, Prince Bernard raised his clenched right fist high and shouted at the highest volume he could reach:

"Get up, everyone in Albion! Turn grief into strength, all members of the human family! We are the people chosen by God, and under the protection of the mother god, the glory of victory will belong to us! ! Victory-Long live!!"

"Victory-Long live!!"

"Victory-Long live!!"

"Victory-Long live!!"

Countless fists raised to the sky, the tsunami that cheered the slogan engulfed all the murmurs, countless individuals issued a uniform will, and even the display terminals that were thousands of miles away tremble.

With a fierce storm, Roland couldn't say a word.

The documents clenched in his hands clumped together, and the young man's body shivered, and after a few seconds, several sheets of paper crumpled and fell weakly from his fingers. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read.) 9

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