Collapse, the Ordinary Daily Life of the Valkyries

"Yeah, okay, I understand."

Gao Su nodded, took the tablet from Rita's hand, glanced at it briefly, and then asked:

"Isn't Destiny supposed to operate automatically? What is Theresa doing? Are you complicating simple tasks by restructuring them?"

"Those Anti-Entropy guys can't even handle their own affairs, and yet they want to dictate to Heaven's Will? What is Theresa thinking? Is this what you, the bishop's secretary, do?"

Rita was somewhat helpless:

"Captain, Rita is just a maid, and Lady Theresa is the bishop."

"Being too obedient is not a good thing."

In response to Gao Su's words, Rita placed her hands on her lower abdomen, performed a maid's salute, and said respectfully:

"Rita does not have the same status as you, Lady Kiana, and Lady Yulandel, Captain."

Then she stood up and looked at Gao Su, her charming rose-colored eyes filled with a certain fanaticism and admiration:

"Like you did during the Great Collapse."

"It seems that the actions of Bishop Theresa are not very reassuring for you, Rita."

In response, Rita just smiled:

"Rita didn't say that, Captain. That's just your conjecture. Lady Theresa is still very cute."

As she said this, Gao Su's eyes were filled with smiles, as if they contained the entire universe's galaxy and ocean. Stars fell into his eyes, tempting people to drown in them.

He stretched out his fingers to lift her chin, then slowly slid them down along her chin to her neck.

Then it was her collarbone, and then, it landed on the buttons of her shirt. Rita was trembling all over, and her eyelashes fluttered down:

"But, obviously, I'm not as free as I was when Otto was here, right? Theresa even recaptured the North American branch of Skyrim to keep a check on the original Skyrim personnel."

Gao Su's words really touched Rita's heart, but since Theresa was the current bishop, she could ignore them:

"However, Rita has already cleaned up the remnants of the North American branch's independence, retaining the essence and discarding the dregs."

"However, there are still some shortcomings. Lady Theresa is always bound by the rules she sets, forgetting that rules always benefit the rule makers."

At this point, Rita bit her lower lip, lowered her eyes, and responded charmingly, blushing again and again. She thought carefully about what Gao Su had done. Gao Su did not reply, but only hugged her waist tightly, with a smile:

"You've been with me for so long, and you still have so many doubts?"

"Rita is dull and naturally doesn't understand what you mean."

Gao Su naturally knew Theresa's understanding from the years he had worked with her at St. Freya Academy:

"The Kaslana family possesses inherently high moral standards. In other words, it's a matter of character, not of character.

"Are you saying that Lady Theresa's current situation can be traced back to Kevin Kaslana, the human leader from 50,000 years ago?"

Rita never expected this to happen. Gao Su could not deny it, but he also pointed out the real situation:

"No, no, no, we still don't know Kevin's real last name. Kaslana is the last name from the current civilization era."

"Rita, you have to understand that there was no Kaslana fifty thousand years ago. I have to admit that the bloodline formed by Dr. Mei and Kevin is quite strong, isn't it?"

"Whether it's Kiana, who has an orthodox bloodline, or Theresa, who is descended from Kallen, their morals are both quite noble."

Rita looked at Gao Su. She didn't quite understand what the captain said:

"Rita naturally knows all this. What's the point of you emphasizing it to her again?"

Gao Su laughed at himself:

"I have a dark thought."

"Do you want to break their indomitable character and noble moral character?"

Ling Mengqi Lin VIII Wu Si Liu Ba Qi Qi Lita was stunned for a moment, and then continued:

"It might have been possible before, but now, you don't have any chance, Captain."

"Hard to say."

Gao Su gave Rita a mysterious smile, and soon, while they were talking, they arrived at the main classroom where Theresa was.

As soon as he opened the door and saw Theresa sleeping in the bishop's seat with a blindfold on, Gao Su understood what was going on.

Ever since Theresa, that stupid dwarf, experienced the pain of being a corporate slave and decided to give up, Rita and Amber, as the bishop's secretaries, often working until the early hours of the morning has become commonplace. Gao Su opened the curtains that had been drawn:

"So, why bother changing the group? Can't you just use the destiny template? You're torturing yourself, you, and Amber."

"Um...what are you doing?"

Theresa arched her back in her chair as if startled by the glaring sunlight. Gao Su slammed the table hard.

"Theresa!"

"captain!"

Teresa was so frightened by the sudden shock that she sat up straight, then swung Judas and hit him.

After punching Judas to the ceiling, Gao Su looked at Theresa in front of him and reached out to grab her hood:

"Looks like you have to do something, Theresa!"

As she spoke, she carried Theresa into the room like a pet, locked the door, and turned off the lights. Amber glanced at Rita:

"Is this how you can make Bishop Theresa work?"

"Of course. Apart from Lord Yulandel, only the Captain can do such a thing."

Looking at the tightly closed door, Rita smiled, knowing what would happen inside.

The next day, Theresa lay aimlessly on Judas with a dull look in her eyes, letting him carry her on his back on the way to the cafeteria. As she walked, she rubbed her waist:

"Hiss... The captain... is not gentle at all..."

On the way, Yulandel, who had just returned from morning exercise, saw Theresa lying on the cross, rubbing her waist, and she was very curious about what was wrong.

"Bishop Theresa, you should pay attention to the balance between work and rest. You can't always lock yourself up in that dark corner of the main classroom and work hard."

"I didn't! That Captain! He's not gentle at all!"

Theresa accidentally said something that should not be said. She quickly covered her mouth but it was too late. Yulandel had already understood the meaning.

"Bishop...I don't feel uncomfortable at all when I'm with the Captain. Is it because you're not feeling well? Why don't you go get a checkup?"

"Go away, you little brat! Go away! Go do your own thing! Don't meddle in our affairs!"

Theresa was so hurt that she drove Yulandel away and walked all the way to the cafeteria angrily and ordered a bowl of bitter melon juice and bitter melon fried noodles.

She had to eat something to replenish the strength that had been taken away by the captain, but before she had taken a few bites, she found two familiar figures sitting in front of her.

The familiar voice made Theresa, who was enjoying her meal, look up. Yulandel spoke quietly, like a child who wanted to ask her family to buy a toy but was too embarrassed to say it out loud:

"Take care of yourself, Captain... Um... Can my visit be rescheduled from Sunday to tomorrow..."

"Of course it is possible, right, Bishop Theresa?"

Seeing Gao Su cue her, Theresa quickly finished off the bitter melon fried noodles and bitter melon juice:

"Do whatever you want, but it would be best if you could produce more children of Kaslana's bloodline."

"I think Apokalis is not bad either, Bishop. After all, you are the only one left in the main branch of the Apokalis family."

But Gao Su's words made Theresa walk even faster. She hadn't taken any safety measures last night, and he spoke his mind directly:

"Crazy! If this comes true, I'm an elderly mother!"

"What's the matter with a pregnant woman or not? Is there such a thing as an advanced age?"

Gao Su chuckled at Theresa's anger. After hearing this, Theresa asked Judas to carry her and ran away quickly. Yulandel sighed:

"Captain, please be more restrained in what Bishop Theresa said. After all, her body is different from ours."

"After she released the restrictions of the Vishnu gene, she started to grow again, didn't she? Don't worry, nothing will happen. I calculated the days and yesterday was her safe period."

Gao Su waved his hand.

At this time, on the other side, in a large room decorated in Eastern European style, a rosy-faced girl, with her lips slightly open, was kneeling on the double bed, gasping for breath.

　The girl's short blue-black hair was slightly damp with water vapor, and water droplets were dripping on her pink cheeks. She was tightly wrapped in a white bath towel that was slightly too big for her body. All this showed that the girl had just finished a bath.

About ten meters away on the right side is a tall floor-to-ceiling window with the curtains drawn tightly. But perhaps because of the weather in recent days, there is still a gap that allows a little moonlight to pass through.

The long silver silk emerged intermittently from the gap as it opened and closed, extending all the way across the wooden floor. The scattered water stains left by the girl on the floor reflected light like the scales of a silver snake.

The long snake lurked quietly and climbed up the girl's back as white as mutton fat jade, becoming the only light source in the spacious room.

The elf-like girl closed her sapphire blue eyes and quietly enjoyed the dark environment around her. The harmonious beauty of the whole picture would make countless artists intoxicated if they did not pay attention to the girl's identity.

Everyone who is familiar with the girl knows that because of her childhood upbringing and some later experiences, she became afraid of the dark.

After going through those things, I became a little timid and had a strong sense of insecurity. Even when I take a walk, I need someone to accompany me.

Although I am not as fragile as before, it is impossible to remain calm in this dark and vast closed environment:

"Xi'er, is this dress really okay...?"

As the words fell, the girl's eyes turned dark red, a wicked smile appeared on her face, and she pinched her face:

"Do you think we have any advantages over Sister Bronya and the others? Seele?"

"That stinky man has finally come to his senses and sent us a message like this. We should give him a proper reward."

Listening to Hei Xier's words, Xier turned her gaze to the English poem on the phone.

Volume 1: Did We Really Defeat Honkai?: Chapter 56: Accompanying Theresa

"Here I come! Delicious destiny child!"

Looking at Theresa lying on the expensive sofa, Gao Su stepped forward and took off her blindfold.

Theresa struggled to open her eyes, looking at the man in front of her who had brought her unbearable fatigue, and now he was still playing tricks on her, which made her feel a little annoyed.

"Captain, can you please stop looking for me? You can go find Mei, Bronya, or even Seele and the Arlene sisters. Besides, how long has it been since you last looked for Natasha?"

It was simply because Gao Su was big and good at sex, and Theresa's petite figure was simply too much for him.

"You are a fusion warrior with Vishnu's genes, and you are backing down now?"

"If you're talking about fusion warriors, then my suggestion is that the captain go find Fu Hua."

Theresa turned over and groaned twice. If she didn't rest, she felt that the dark circles under her eyes would deepen again. Gao Su rubbed his eyebrows, then sat down next to Theresa, propped her head on his thigh, and said:

"The changes of the present age—The great transformations of civilization have resulted from a change in the popular mind—The belief now entertained in the power of crowds—Its transformation of the traditional policy of European nations—How the popular classes have arisen and acquired their power—The inevitable fate of crowd power—Crowds can only be destroyers—They contribute to the downfall of decayed civilizations—The general ignorance of crowd psychology—The importance of studying crowds for legislators and politicians.

Great transformations that have transformed civilizations, such as the fall of the Roman Empire and the rise of the Arab Empire, may at first glance appear to be caused by political change, foreign invasions, or the change of dynasties. However, these are merely superficial causes; the true driving force behind these transformations is the mindsets of the masses. A deeper analysis of these historical events reveals this. What truly changes is not the awe-inspiring, sublime or brutal history, but the dramatic shifts in people's thoughts, ideas, beliefs, and civilizations. These shifts are the only significant characteristic of historical innovation. As a species, humanity maintains stability through the transmission of ideas from generation to generation. In this sense, great historical events are rare.

The present era is a decisive period because it is experiencing a turning point in human thought.

This transformation is based on two major foundations: first, the demise of religious, political and social beliefs, which are the prerequisites for the existence of human civilization; second, the complete change in people's lives and thoughts, which is brought about by the progress of modern science and industry.

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The reason why we say that the present era is in a period of transition without order and in a state of chaos is that the ideas of the past have been largely destroyed - but their power is still strong, and at the same time, new ideas are being formed in society.

What will this chaotic era look like in the future? What basic concepts will society have in the future? It is still difficult to say. Our current discussion can only be limited to hypotheses. However,

No matter what the future society will be like, it must focus on an emerging force, that is, the power of the group.

In modern society, this power will have a lasting impact and even become the dominant force. Many ideas and concepts of the past have become history. Today, they have either fallen or are falling.

At the same time, constant change undermines many once-authoritative theories. The power of the crowd is replacing these undermined ideas and theories, and in the short term, this power appears to draw upon other forces. As all previous beliefs crumble, the pillars supporting the old society fall one by one, and the power of the crowd will eventually grow stronger and stronger, becoming invincible. This means that we are entering the undeniable era of the crowd.

Just a century ago, historical events in Europe were still primarily driven by traditional state policies and conflicts among monarchs. The opinions of the masses played little or no role. Today, however, the factors that once played a major role—traditional political ideologies, the personal tendencies of monarchs, and the conflicts between them—have lost their influence. The voice of the masses has become more important and dominant. Monarchs now must pay attention to the voices of the common people, because they reflect their will. Thus, the fate of a nation is no longer determined by the deliberations of royal councils, but by the hearts of the masses.

In today's politics, people from all walks of life occupy an important part, or more practically speaking, they are increasingly occupying a dominant position. This change is particularly evident during periods of social transformation. People originally thought that universal suffrage represented the transfer of political power, but the fact is just the opposite. Although universal suffrage has been implemented for a long time, it has not had much impact. Instead, the power and influence of the people have become increasingly stronger. People first accepted some of the ideas that were being spread, and when these ideas gradually took root in their minds, people gathered together and formed groups to practice their ideas and opinions. These ideas and propositions are undoubtedly closely related to people's own interests, and they are very specific interests, although they may contain illegal elements. It is these ideas that have prompted the masses to have an increasingly clear understanding of their own power, and thus formed various groups to force one authority after another to surrender. They even established trade unions, hoping to gain relevant rights through this organization that ignores any economic laws.

The power to control jobs and salaries. In other words, by instructing these members, they began to interfere in government affairs, just speaking on behalf of the Election Committee.

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Today, the will of the people is increasingly evident, seemingly determined to overturn society. They espouse an ideology closely related to primitive communism. Among their demands are: the regulation of working hours; the nationalization of important industries, including mines, railways, and factories, as well as land; equality for all and an equal distribution of goods; and the elimination of the upper class for the benefit of the masses.

A group that lacks rationality and thinking ability is always eager to take action.

Their power is indeed

They are powerful, and this power stems from their large-scale organization. It can be seen that the doctrines generated by such organizations can also have great power, just like any doctrine in the past. Undoubtedly, this power is the power of the ZZDC. Once they possess this godlike power, the group will soon replace the king and become the supreme ruler.

Writers beloved by the middle class—whose narrow-mindedness, conservatism, superficial skepticism, excessive self-interest, and egoism were characteristic of that class—felt a sense of crisis and fear as these forces grew stronger. They made desperate appeals to the Church of Providence, once the moral authority, in an effort to untangle the people's confused minds. With repentance, they sought to attach themselves to our Divine Providence, while simultaneously preaching the end of science and the revelatory truths it held.