Start with the Soul Forge

Chapter 395 395. It's time to raise your right hand forty-five degrees
The [Lemangni Empire] itself has extreme populist ideas in it, and it has the soil foundation for adaptation.

In addition, Mo Hao added many stereotypes in his propaganda, such as the meat-eaters are despicable and the nobles of the empire are the stupidest, to let people know that the reason why nobles are nobles is not because of how powerful they are, but just that their skill point of [Reincarnation] is very high.

Let people realize that they can also become nobles and obtain high positions.

As for the fact that the nobles of the empire are not happy with the peasants obtaining their status, what should we do?
It is obvious that the peasants have no intention of gaining status through reasoning. They only intend to use the knives in their hands to snatch the position of a noble.

Persuasion is the most useless behavior, and robbing is easier than persuading.

After arranging the publicity work, Mo Hao had to consider the next issue.

Opponents.

Or prisoners.

How should we deal with those people?
After conquering the two cities, although Mo Hao hanged many noble families, the [Lemangeni Empire], as an empire that has lasted for hundreds of years, is still an empire that is about to enter its end. Its biggest feature is that the number of privileged classes, that is, the nobles, is redundant.

Even though he seized the property of some nobles, there were still many nobles and parliamentarians in the two cities.

Moreover, there were many opponents in these two cities, some of whom were dissatisfied with Mo Hao for directly rebelling against the empire in the most violent form.

Others thought that Mo Hao killed too many people, and even eliminated the families of the nobles who maliciously hoarded grain, which was a manifestation of collective punishment and too cruel.

Others were even more straightforward, thinking that Mo Hao was just a private, how could he lead the army, and that they should be the ones in command.

The last thought was common among those nobles and parliamentarians who had not yet been caught and thrown into prison to keep company with rats.

In fact, Mo Hao was very skeptical. If he planned to announce the abolition of Congress, would those congressmen and nobles immediately riot?

The answer is hard to say.

There may not be unrest, but the nobles and parliamentarians are probably planning to join forces to stab Mo Hao in the back.

Although Mo Hao had been on guard against that group of people from the very beginning, he never considered them as his own kind.

They were not killed simply because there was no suitable excuse.

But it is undeniable that there must be many opponents in the two cities he controls at this time.

They might be afraid of Mo Hao's force and army, but if they looked away for a moment, something would definitely happen.

Some things that Mo Hao was not happy to see.

Something that would cause him a lot of trouble.

The secret police has been established, and in the foreseeable future the secret police will inevitably arrest a large number of opponents and dissidents.

Mo Hao doesn't have the time and resources to slowly educate opponents and dissidents to agree with his ideas, so he has to find a place to [place] these guys.

But there is a problem here.

Who should do this?

Soon, Mo Hao thought of someone.

He went straight to Dr. Agumon, and regardless of the report he was looking at, he asked directly, "Do you need any human experiments recently?"

Dr. Agumon raised his head. He was wearing a pair of glasses and looked surprised. "Partner, did you just say something that goes against public morality?"

After Mo Hao explained, and specifically pointed out that if those opponents were not locked up, he could not guarantee that they would not do something irrational. Dr. Agumon nodded with a look of understanding, "I see, you are planning to build a bathhouse, right? Do you need a matching soap factory?"

As he spoke, Dr. Agumon raised his right hand to a forty-five degree angle, "Long live victory!"

“I think we can be less extreme.”

Dr. Agumon's current actions and slogans would be a crime punishable by direct imprisonment in some countries, and what he said is an absolute violation of human rights. Anyone who has a little understanding of this would call the police directly.

Even though Mo Hao himself was extreme enough, he was still frightened by Dr. Agumon's direct use of the most extreme method.

"With the propaganda campaign you have created, the public's response will quickly make the environment extreme. After that, as long as you win a few more battles, the entire social environment will make people spontaneously build concentration camps, bathhouses, and soap factories."

“Unless you lose a few battles, you can cool down the people and prevent them from becoming extremely extreme.”

Losing the battle was obviously impossible. Mo Hao knew very well what he was doing and knew that he could not lose from the beginning.

He cannot lose at all, otherwise the support he has will disappear at the fastest speed.

People usually don't choose to fight to the death with the disadvantaged, but are more willing to shake hands with the winner.

To put it simply, they will follow whoever wins.

"It is impossible to cool down the situation. Fanaticism and extremism are the inevitable outcome, but those opponents cannot die openly outside, otherwise they will cause rejection and opposition from neutral people."

If given a choice, Mo Hao would really like to have a game where loyalty is not absolute, or absolutely disloyal, and bury all those who oppose and are neutral.

But Mo Hao knew that the people who were absolutely loyal to him were a minority, and he did not need a consolidated regime.

He doesn't even need a base.

What he wanted was to rebel, and to succeed.

Hearing this, Dr. Agumon sighed. He knew that when his partner came to him, it was always bad news.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you be the leader of the concentration camp, huh? You're really good at ordering people around, buddy."

Dr. Agumon took out a list from somewhere, with dense words written on it. "I still have a demand for human experiments, but I haven't mentioned it because I am considerate of your feelings."

"Let me take a look. We are researching the internal physiological structure of the extraordinary, the extraordinary cyborgization plan, and the Andromon transformation plan."

"There are a lot of miscellaneous plans and experiments. If you really provide a large population, it's not impossible to digest them. I will try my best to let them live to a normal lifespan."

"So you really don't want to consider the bathroom issue?"

Mo Hao shook his head and rejected the proposal. "I won't consider it, but I can consider leaving some people behind to let future generations know why I did this."

Although the words were incoherent, Dr. Agumon was able to unexpectedly understand what Mo Hao meant.

"Then I think your historical evaluation will change from mostly negative to mixed, probably within a hundred years."

"If I want to be bolder, maybe one day I will be in the basement of the eighteenth level of hell and ascend to heaven like a rocket."

"Then he was kicked down to hell by people in heaven because the unfinished project had caused so much harm to people."

(End of this chapter)