Collapse, the Ordinary Daily Life of the Valkyries

But it is too late to do so, and these hasty converts forget this.

The mind of the crowd is no longer susceptible to the influence of any deity, and what impresses the latest religious convert cannot impress the crowd.

In fact, the group has long rejected various gods. They have abandoned or even destroyed all the ideas and beliefs that they were taught in the past. Just as no matter how powerful the force is, it cannot make the water flow back to the source, no matter whether it is from the realm of gods or the realm of humans, it cannot make the group turn back.

Science, having first been plunged into this chaotic and bewildered state, still retained some of its spirit. However, it was not the scientific spirit that gave rise to a new force within this situation. Science promised us truth, or at least it cultivated our intellect so that we could grasp some interconnected knowledge. But it never promised us peace or happiness. Science was indifferent to our joys and sorrows, and paid no attention to them. Since we can no longer recover the illusions shattered by science, our relationship with it is merely one of coexistence.

The same phenomenon, common across all nations, indicates the growing power of the group. However, to conclude that this power will soon begin to collapse and even disintegrate is a one-sided delusion and a useless self-consolation. Whatever our fate may ultimately be, we must accept this fact: after rapidly growing, the power of the group will eventually become the author of history. This could very well mean that Western civilization has entered its final stage, with society regressing into a chaotic, disordered, and anarchic state—periods that often give rise to the birth of a new society. Is there anyone who can prevent such an outcome?

The task of completely destroying a decaying civilization has always been clearly undertaken by the masses. This has been true from ancient times to the present day, not just today. History tells us that when the moral forces upon which civilization is founded lose their power, the task of ultimately disintegrating that civilization is accomplished by the mindless and barbaric masses—barbarians, it is no exaggeration to call them. However, the masses possess only the power of destruction, and therefore

Create and guide civilization

The task of civilization cannot be accomplished by the masses; it is the work of a small, aristocratic intellectual minority. A civilization consists of fixed rules, institutions, and laws, a transition from barbarism to rationality, and a high level of literacy—all things that the masses are incapable of achieving. The sheer destructive power of the masses is like the power of bacteria to hasten the death of the dying and rapidly dispose of the corpse. Therefore, the masses can only play a role when civilization as a whole is about to collapse—to bring about its complete collapse. In other words, only at such times does their mission become clear. Only at such moments can the philosophy of victory by numbers be considered the only historical philosophy.

Will such a fate also befall our civilization? Although it is impossible to answer this question with certainty at present, and our civilization is not facing such a fate, this concern is well-founded.

It is conceivable that the short-sighted masses will sweep away all obstacles that might correct them and stop them. So, in the future, we are doomed to succumb to the power of the masses no matter what.

We know very little about the hotly debated topic of groups, and professional psychologists have been particularly dismissive of their power because their lives are so remote from them. Later, when studying groups, these psychologists developed a bias: they only needed to delve into criminal groups. Criminal groups do exist, but we also encounter various other types of groups, such as those that demonstrate heroic spirit and selfless dedication. Criminal groups are only one manifestation of a particular group psychology, and we cannot understand the group's psyche solely by studying these groups. Just as we cannot understand a person's entire personality by simply examining their criminal record.

In fact, all great world figures, founders of religions or great empires, all admirable believers and outstanding politicians.

Just like your grandfather, Otto Apokalis, the leader of the World Serpents, Kevin Kaslana, and the founder of Anti-Entropy, Walter Joyce.

On a larger scale, there are also leaders of small groups who are experts in the unconscious realm, possessing an instinctive and precise understanding of the characteristics of group psychology, and it is this understanding that enables them to exercise power over the masses. Napoleon III was a prime example, exceptionally skilled in observing and understanding the psychology of the people he ruled. However, he sometimes struggled with the group psychology of other ethnic groups, such as Spain and Russia, where his understanding was inadequate and inaccurate.[4] This deficiency led to his dangerous conflicts during his campaigns against Spain and, especially, his expeditions to Russia, into serious setbacks and ultimately to his downfall. Today, if politicians are to avoid ruling over groups, or becoming excessively dominated by them, they must master group psychology; it is their last resort.

Without a certain understanding of crowd psychology, one will not understand these key points: laws and institutions can have little effect on them; unless some ideas are imposed on them, any ideas will be pale and powerless to them and they will not stick to them; they cannot be guided by pure theories of equality, but need to find other things that can suggest and tempt them - for example, if a legislator wants to implement a new tax system, he will not use the most fair method in theory to impress the crowd. Because in fact, the most unfair thing is the best thing in the eyes of the masses.

In other words, the most ambiguous and irresponsible things are the easiest for the public to accept.

People generally accept indirect taxes, no matter how high they are, because they don't perceive the disruption of small, daily taxes on their daily consumption. However, if a proportional tax is imposed, with a large lump sum deduction from wages or other income, even if this method is only one-tenth the cost of an indirect tax, people will inevitably protest. Small taxes go unnoticed, but a seemingly large sum captures people's imagination, so once the latter replaces the former, they protest. This new tax system, which forces people to pay small amounts, does not cause them to feel pressure, and this kind of calculating economic maneuvering will not occur to the short-sighted public.

The examples given above are the simplest, yet the most readily accepted. Napoleon, a psychologist, mastered this principle, while our legislators today, not paying attention to the psychological characteristics of the crowd, cannot apply it. The world has not yet taught them enough to understand this principle—also because purely rational teachings cannot change people or guide them:

“Huh…Huh…Huh…”

It seemed that because the captain's words were too complicated and lengthy, Theresa fell asleep directly on her lap.

Volume 1: Did We Really Defeat Honkai?: Chapter 57: Rita's Sleepy Tea

"Captain, take a break."

After the Great Collapse, Yulandel, who became the chief instructor of the Destiny Valkyrie, came to the main classroom to report to Theresa.

Theresa didn't find it, but she found Gao Su writing furiously among a pile of documents. She put down the quill in her hand, and Gao Su arranged the documents:

"When Theresa wakes up, remember to show her the details of the establishment of the Destiny Earth Peace United Headquarters, as well as the treaty regulations."

"Theresa is different from you sisters after all. After all, humans are animals that are deeply constrained and influenced by their environment."

“There are many things in this world that cannot be influenced by one person, or a group of people.”

Da da da--

The crisp sound of high heels stepping on the empty corridor came from far away, and the interval between each sound was exactly the same.

The sound of high heels perfectly reflected the noble, elegant, steady, dignified and meticulous demeanor of the owner of the footsteps. Then, the sound of high heels stopped at the door of the main classroom and pushed the door open and walked in:

"Lord Yulandel, Lord Captain."

Seeing the visitor, Gao Su pushed out a pile of documents:

"Let Rita be in charge of this pile of screening and recruiting for Valkyries and Fate Knights."

"I will obey your orders, Captain."

Rita returned the greeting with impeccable grace and then handed over a bottle of tea-colored liquid.

"This is the black tea I brewed this morning. It's a little cold now, but if you don't mind, please drink some water, Captain."

Gao Su took the tea and looked strange. What was she planning to do by handing over a cup of tea at this time? He carefully looked at Rita in front of him:

The dazzling and gorgeous gray-gold short hair looked even more elegant and luxurious under the golden sunlight.

The graceful and exquisite face was slightly half covered by the hair in front of the forehead, revealing only one of the bright red eyes as beautiful as a ruby.

A black teardrop mole is placed just below the corner of the eye, adding a touch of mature, beautiful and sexy charm to Rita's noble and elegant temperament.

The black dress inlaid with many intricate silver patterns and decorated with a blooming blue-purple rose perfectly highlights Rita's plump and attractive body curves.

The dark black dress has many rose-colored tassels on its sleeves, which exudes the solemnity and elegance unique to the aristocracy, just like the court dresses of the Victorian era.

However, the wide-open hem of her dress revealed Rita's pair of slender legs with seductive lines and no excess fat.

This exquisite red and black dress highlights the wearer's physical charm like a modern evening gown.

In response to Gao Su's gaze, Rita pursed her lips, chuckled, and walked behind him.

As Rita walked gracefully, Yulandel and Gao Su in the room looked at her sexy and seductive legs without stockings.

The slender legs are made more graceful and charming, and the high heels play the role of highlighting the figure to the fullest.

The smooth, white skin of the legs was wrapped in a circle of black thorny vines, shaped like a blooming rose. Then he leaned over and whispered in Gao Su's ear:

"Captain, Rita didn't add any special seasoning to this black tea. You can drink it with confidence."

"is it?"

Gao Su looked at Rita with interest, then opened the bottle cap and handed it to Youlan Daier:

"How about letting Bianca give it a try?"

"Rita has a clear conscience, Captain."

Rita straightened her body, and the slim design that fit closely to her skin perfectly showed off her slender waist with sexy hourglass-like curves, perfectly highlighting Rita's beautiful figure.

Seeing Rita say this, Yulandel didn't doubt it. She picked up the bottle and drank the black tea in one gulp. The captain was always suspicious. If he didn't drink it, she would drink it.

However, not long after she drank it, she heard her captain ask his deputy Rita:

"How long will it take to take effect?"

Rita, who was born with a strong temper, was actually not opposed to various kinds of games with the captain. Just like now, in response to Gao Su's question, she raised three fingers.

"three minutes?"

When Gao Su asked this question, Rita shook her head, then bent her ring finger, middle finger, and index finger in turn.

Yulandel only felt that Gao Su's figure in front of her suddenly turned into three. She turned her head to look at Rita and pointed at her.

Rita reached out and took it, then pretended to be worried and asked Yulandel:

"Lord Youlandel, are you alright?"

Suddenly, Yulandel felt that the energy circulation in her body was forcibly blocked. A large amount of violent energy rushed through her body and finally discharged through her pores like a flood.

Yulandel felt that all the veins in her body were soaked in this energy pollution, which brought an extremely tingling and intense stimulation to her brain.

"Rita...you plotted against me..."

Yulandel could only finish this sentence before she completely fainted from Rita's black tea. Gao Su raised his eyebrows:

"How much did you put in? You actually managed to drug Yulandel?"

"Hmm~ Back in Changkong City, I got a potion from Natasha that could disable the Valkyrie's ability to fight. Rita only slightly improved it. Even Lady Kiana before she became the God of the End couldn't resist it."

Rita stretched out a finger. In response, Gao Su sighed, turned over the desk, and picked up Yulandel horizontally.

The gorgeous over-the-knee boots with platinum uppers and a circle of gold-plated edging have almost 10cm heels that make the tall and beautiful figure with a devilish figure look even more slender.

The thick-soled waterproof platform and sole in champagne gold color add a touch of nobility and elegance to the temperament of Yulandeer.

Rita gave a wicked smile, made an OK sign with one hand, and clenched the other hand into a fist with only the index finger exposed.

He kept thrusting his left index finger into the circle formed by his right thumb and index finger, moving it in and out, suggesting madly...

"Actually, you don't have to do this, Rita. It's not impossible to tell Yulandel directly."

Rita shook her head at Gao Su's words:

"How is that possible? If she were sober, there would be no place for Rita. Lady Yulandel is very powerful, Captain."

"really?"

Gao Su asked as he kicked open the door of the main classroom. Rita followed him into the room with brisk steps.

"Really, Captain."

Volume 1: Did we really defeat Honkai?: Chapter 58: Jizi, Goodbye Jizi

“Huh…finally…”

When Gao Su came out of the room with a refreshed look on his face, holding on to the wall, Theresa was looking at him with a melancholy look in her eyes:

"This is truly bizarre! This is the first time in my life that I understand why people like you can still exist in modern society."

"What do you mean, Theresa?"

Looking at Theresa in front of him, Gao Su reached out to touch the zipper on her belly button and then pulled it:

"Huh, there's no crotch?"

"Pervert...pervert!"

Theresa slapped the mischievous hand away, then quickly zipped up her fly and swung the Oath of Judas at the captain's head.

"There's so much going on, so stop making a fuss, Theresa."

After taking Judas, Gao Su looked at Theresa and smiled. Then, he gently put Judas down, gave Theresa a comforting kiss, and left Tianming.

Soon, Gao Su returned to the top-floor office of the Mihoyo Building in Canghai City. Bronya and Mei looked at the captain in front of them.

The main purpose of this trip is to add some plot to "Honkai Impact 3rd", such as the battle in Changkong City where Mei first became a Herrscher.

Gao Su came to Bronya's side, reached out his hand, pressed the English letters "Recall" on the virtual keyboard in front of Bronya, and hit enter:

"Look here!"

On the screen, the combat video recorded on the Hyperion began to play:

"All ships! Enter level one combat readiness! Operation begins!"

Following a familiar command, the familiar figures of Mei and Bronya appeared on the screen.

In the video, Himeko Murata, wearing a gorgeous dress and captain's uniform, was staring at Mei Raiden, who was holding Kiana on the Hyperion screen:

"Is this guy the Herrscher? I thought it was something much scarier. Logically, shouldn't it be covered in disgusting tentacles or slime? Never mind, lock all gun ports and begin the suppression operation!"

Mei Raiden, whose body was controlled by the Third Herrscher's consciousness, looked at the Hyperion that appeared above her, pointed her finger at it and roared:

"You annoying bug, who gave you authority over me!?"

The wings on the left side of her body lit up with lightning that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the thunderstorm that swept across the city began to spread with her as the center.

At this moment, the entire Changkong City in the picture fell into chaos. No one knew where the thunder in the sky would fall from, nor where it would gather in the next second.

"Major Himeko! The enemy attack is coming!"

The adjutant beside Ji Zi had a miserable expression on his face, looking at the thunder rolling down from the sky above the city with fear.

"Quick! Deploy the protective force field in all directions!"

The next moment:

"Disappear!"

The merciless judgment of the Herrscher sounded, and suddenly a bolt of lightning struck down, instantly hitting the Hyperion, which had activated its protective force field. The newly activated protective force field was instantly pierced.

At the location that was hit in the center, the three Valkyrie patrol airships disappeared instantly and turned into nothing, as if they had never existed.

The powerful lightning ripples spread to the surrounding areas and ignited other flammable structures on the Hyperion.

But as soon as they were ignited, they were instantly extinguished by the turbulent airflow generated by the explosion, creating a thick white smoke that rolled and spread everywhere.

The thick smoke, accompanied by the beeping alarm, began to spread inside the Hyperion:

"Warning! Warning! The external armor is severely damaged, and the protection capability is only 40% left. It is recommended to return immediately. It is recommended to return immediately!"

"Major Himeko! According to the maintenance team's report, we definitely can't withstand the next attack from the Herrishers!"

The adjutant beside Jizi handed the reported information to Wuliangta Jizi standing on the bridge. Jizi gritted her teeth and said:

"Tsk, that damn girl, does she know how expensive it is to repair this battleship? She's really ruthless..."