Ninth class citizen

Chapter 317 Unveiling the Truth

"Fortunately, you are unharmed." Vilan said with a smile, "The more I understand you, the harder it is for me to let go. My feelings for you are genuine. I promise I will never treat you like that again."

Nan Rong sneered: "But the egalitarian fighters you lead obviously don't think that way. They were just about to send me to a dungeon to turn me into a robot that produces medicine."

"So that's what angered you about this." Vilan smiled faintly. "I've already dealt with them. All those who offended you have been turned into the dust of history in the 'time'."

Nan Rong understood that the "time" that Vilan mentioned belonged to the ninth-order time-based extraordinary skill; she also understood that the other party's intention was not only to inform, but also to intimidate.

This powerful being, who was ranked at the ninth level in all three mysterious systems and held the positions of both spacetime controller and fate listener, revealed his true colors before her.

Beneath her graceful and dignified appearance lies a ferocious fang; it is indeed time for her true colors to be revealed.

“So, please stay for me.” Vilan anticipated Nan Rong’s dodge, forcefully grasped her hand, and pointed to the crowd prostrate on the ground below:
“I told you before that I was willing to share everything with you, including the cause of equality that I created, and these loyal and hardworking free people.”

"I can assure you that after we get together, they will treat you the same way they treated me."

“But I feel that I am incompatible with you, with your so-called cause, and with these loyal and hardworking believers in your eyes.” Nan Rong pulled away from Wei Lan’s hand.

The latter was slightly taken aback. His hands were covered with spatial power, and Nan Rong shouldn't have been able to break free.

But she still managed to do it—was it the mysterious "it" recorded in that notebook that helped her?
Vilan's heart was in turmoil, but his expression remained even more sincere:
“You are new here and do not understand our great cause of equality and freedom, nor do you know the powerful force that people here possess. Of course, there are a few bad apples among them, and I have already helped to get rid of them.”

"Is that so?" Nan Rong looked up at Wei Lan and smiled slightly. "How about we make a bet?"

Vilan's eyes held a hint of doting: "Whatever you want to bet, I'm willing to go along with it."

"I'll bet on how many of you so-called champions of equality truly and sincerely endorse your so-called cause."

As Nan Rong spoke, her eyes sparkled.

An invisible ripple of energy spread rapidly outward from her center, gradually enveloping the entire City of Hope, the entire planet, and all the spaceships belonging to the Liberty Scythe that were parked in outer orbit.

Vilan was also pulled into the dream.

His mental strength far surpassed that of others, so he was able to barely remain conscious at the beginning and was quite shocked that Nan Rong was able to pull millions of people into the dream at the same time.

This strength far surpasses that of the fallen ninth-tier hypnosis-type superhuman.

He was both surprised by Nan Rong's true strength and felt that it was only natural.

She truly deserves to be called a chosen one, a prodigy. But I'm no less capable than her. If everything goes smoothly, he should be able to achieve the same in the future.

As his thoughts began to drift, a beam of gray-green light suddenly shot out from the enormous notebook that was flying above the spiritual sea of ​​Vilan.

The light cleared his consciousness, allowing him to clearly examine the entire dream and the people within it.

The dream began in the City of Hope. Only, above everyone's head were two numbers: one red and one green.

Green represents the degree of acceptance of the ideals of equality and freedom, while red represents selfishness and malice.

Among those people, Vilan also saw Florent and Austin.

Their green bar numbers were both full, while the former's red bar was only around 20%, and the latter's was over 50%. Nan Rong had appeared beside him at some point.

Everything in the dream cannot escape the initiator's perception, including the people Vilan is currently paying attention to.

“That’s very interesting,” she said. “A firm belief in the ideals of equality and freedom, yet also possessing selfish desires. Is it because these ideals help them achieve their selfish desires?”

“Arong, don’t be too harsh. Everyone has selfish desires, and that can’t be erased. As long as you can stay true to your faith, nothing else matters.”

"Is that so?" Nan Rong glanced at Wei Lan indifferently: "Then let's see how many people can carry out your so-called cause of equality to the end."

She gently raised her hand, and a row of statistical forms appeared in Vilan's field of vision.

The form consists of eight rows, listing the number of residents in four categories: below 25%, 25% to 50%, 50% to 75%, and 75% to 100%, represented by green and red bars.

Vilan's relaxed expression gradually disappeared, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Because at this very moment, fewer than 100 people have a green bar exceeding 75%, and only a few thousand people have a green bar between 50% and 75%.

As for those in the 25% to 50% range, there are just over 50,000, while those below 25% number 300,000.

In other words, all those who believe in the ideals of equality and freedom, regardless of their degree, total only a little over 353,000 people, which is less than one-third of the total number of people who enter the dream.

This forms a stark contrast to the selfishness and malice represented by the red stripe.

Of the more than 800,000 inhabitants of the city-state, 75% to 100% harbored selfish desires and evil thoughts.

The remaining 300,000 or so are all concentrated in the 50% to 75% range.

Those with selfishness and malice below 15% total fewer than 1,000 people combined.

"This is just the beginning," Nan Rong whispered in Vilan's ear.

She waved her hand, and time in the dream began to speed up.

The cause of the Equality Fighters has made great progress, and they have conquered more and more planets.

More territory, more resources, more power—these breed more desires, and the already increasingly distinct social classes begin to solidify.

The large number of newly joined equality fighters faced discrimination from the existing residents. Unwilling to have their rightful benefits diluted, they began to exclude the newcomers in various ways.

This antagonism is even more pronounced within the city-state's management.

The increased power of the managers led them to despise newcomers and they united to control the selection and appointment of personnel, which gradually intensified the conflict between the management and ordinary citizens of the city.

Similar conflicts also exist between the city-state's internal management and the combat professionals on the periphery.

Both sides believed they had made the greatest contribution to the cause of equality, so they formed factions that excluded each other, eventually leading to a civil war for power.

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