Ninth class citizen

Chapter 314 The Paradox of Equality
Wei Lan is now playing a young man deeply in love, who ultimately finds it difficult to refuse Nan Rong's arrangements.

He reluctantly accepted a small batch of gene repair agents as compensation and left the shop, looking back every few steps.

That night, Nan Rong once again pulled up "The Theory of the Origin of the Universe". She had long since memorized those gold-embossed words to the point of being fluent, and could understand some of their literal meaning.

The first half of the book is about how to absorb free particles in the universe to enrich one's own power, and the second half should be about how to use these powers.

This seems to be a completely new power system, entirely different from the various extraordinary skills she has simulated in the past.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not break free from the influence of the previous supernatural system and use these powers at will, as described in the book.

Although my academic knowledge has not improved at all, the hypnotic effect remains as good as ever.

"Yawn." Nan Rong fell asleep again.

In her dream, she saw Vilan clearly again.

Unlike his gentle and shy demeanor when facing himself, the man in his dream was cold and indifferent, exuding a godlike majesty that made the three kneeling figures—Austin, Florent, and Selena—prostrate themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

“I don’t want explanations, I want practical solutions,” he said. “Those methods used to deal with worldly women are completely useless against variables.”

This was the first time Nan Rong had heard the word "variable." So, her earlier guess was correct. The reason the Equality Fighters had repeatedly shown hostility and targeted her was because she had influenced or changed something.

For example, completely eradicate this organization that uses equality and freedom as a gimmick.

The oppressive aura, as if it were tangible, gradually dissipated, and the three people on the ground were soaked in cold sweat on their foreheads and necks.

“I’m sorry, Your Excellency,” Austin said first. “I have only ever served Your Excellency and have never been involved in matters of love. I have only followed your instructions blindly and have disappointed you.”

Florent followed up: "My Lord, we have learned a great deal from our previous mistakes and gathered hundreds of relationship psychology experts to create a new and feasible plan for you. We will definitely not let you down again."

As he spoke, he transmitted an electronic plan to the other party via the virtual screen.

“My lady,” Selena interjected, “I am a woman myself and know Master Nan quite well. Although she may feel pity and sympathy for boys she doesn’t know, it is difficult for her to fall in love with them.”

"Oh?" Viran shifted his gaze from the virtual screen, turned around, and looked down at her. "So, what's your suggestion?"

"In my opinion, it doesn't have to be that complicated. As long as she witnesses your true power, she will naturally become one of your worshippers. At that time, a little flattery will be enough to make her unable to extricate herself."

Nan Rong woke up, and everything in her dream was still vivid in her mind.

Precognitive abilities are still quite useful; at least they allow her to understand the other party's plans.

In the short term, they will continue to use appeasement tactics, hoping to obtain an impossible affection from me.

All she needs to do is remain calm and wait and see.

Breakfast consisted of desserts that Nan Rong had packed from Nor Star, along with Stone Skin Beast Milk.

People who have experienced hunger have an obsession with storing food that is hard for ordinary people to understand. During her stay on Planet Nor, she took the time to buy a large amount of processed desserts, bread, fruit, meat and other delicacies, and packed them all into her solidified space.

There is no concept of time flow within the solidified space; even if it has been stored for a long time, it will look as fresh as if it were just baked when it is taken out.

She ate a slice of caramel cheesecake Opera cake, a perfectly cooked runny dark egg, and a small bunch of sweet and sour, wine-red glowing grim berries.

Shops outside the window opened one after another. Shop managers and sales staff happily pasted colorful stickers on the windows and hung pretty flags in front of the doors.

Nan Rong leaned against the doorway, sipping small mouthfuls of the stone-skinned beast's milk. Zhang, the shop manager from next door, ran over and handed her a stack of stickers and several colorful flags: "Master Nan has only just settled here; she probably doesn't know what day it is today, right?"

"A certain holiday?" Nan Rong asked.

“It’s the founding anniversary of the City of Hope,” Manager Zhang said with a smile. “Every citizen of the city will receive a bonus of 1000 Hope Coins, and there will be a grand parade and banquet in the evening.”

"Most importantly, our spiritual guide, the great prophet and the father of equality, will also be present at the celebration."

His voice was high-pitched and resonant, overflowing with undisguised adoration:
"I'd better get to the central square early tonight to get a good spot and listen carefully to their sacred teachings."

Nan Rong wore a gentle smile, but a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

“Wait a minute,” she asked. “The principle of the Equality Warriors is that everyone is equal. Then why do we call the Prophet ‘Sir’ and the Father of Equality ‘Your Excellency’? Do they think they have the right to be above everyone else?”

The smile on Manager Zhang's face vanished instantly. His expression turned cold, and he raised his voice:
"What are you saying? The Prophet and the Father of Equality should be high above us, how can they be compared to us? How dare you be so disrespectful to them!"

"What's going on!" The others also gathered around, and after hearing what Manager Zhang said, they were all indignant: "Even if he's new, he shouldn't slander the Prophet and the Father of Equality like this!"

"If they hadn't built this city, how could we be living such a good life now! This Master Nan has a problem with his thinking; the police should be called in to investigate!"

"What did I say yesterday? There is no distinction between noble and lowly labor. The potions made by this so-called master are the same as the handicrafts we make. So why can she obtain a private license and sell the potions at such a high price?"

"That's right. Although the city management bureau later asked her to adjust the price, it's still not cheap!"

"I saw her bring back two lobsters yesterday. She eats and uses very fine things. This is a sign of corruption and decadence!"

"Hey everyone, make way, the police are coming!"

The crowd parted, and a dozen or so police officers squeezed through the middle and stood directly in front of Nan Rong.

Their faces were cold and stern, as if facing a formidable enemy. They held fully charged L56-type instantaneous energy guns and quickly surrounded her.

The crowd's murmurs grew louder: "My God! Judging by this commotion, Master Nan must have gotten into trouble!"

"But if she gets arrested, will this apothecary shop disappear?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. It'll most likely be converted into a city-state franchise store!"

"Yes, she may escape the death penalty, but she can't escape punishment. She should be arrested and forced into labor reform, to synthesize drugs from morning till night!"