Chapter 207: Lies to the World (Part )

lie?

A lie made up just to control the soldiers?!
Faced with this unexpected answer, Wang Yao was stunned as if the computer had crashed.

No, or rather, he even thought that he had just misheard. So after three seconds, he subconsciously forced a smile and said, "You spoke too fast, I didn't hear you clearly just now, can you speak again?"

When faced with facts that they cannot accept, people often choose to escape. Wang Yao is no exception, and Zhuge Liang is also very clear about this.

So Zhuge Liang cruelly cut off all of Wang Yao's escape routes: "I believe you heard it clearly. That's right, soldiers can't become heroes. In fact, only the descendants of famous families with ancient blood flowing in their bodies are qualified to become heroes, the so-called 22 families, because only in this way can the supreme power and status be forever in the hands of our heroes!"

Zhuge Liang's words were clear and sharp, like a vitality bomb, which blasted Wang Yao to pieces.

"Ha, haha." Wang Yao laughed weakly, and his only remaining right eye was once again filled with gloom. "So, bloodline has actually already determined everyone's fate? No matter how hard the grassroots soldiers fight, they are doomed to have no hope from the beginning. On the contrary, those children of the rich and powerful who live a life of luxury can become heroes in the end without any effort?"

Looking at Wang Yao calmly, Zhuge Liang was silent for a while, then nodded: "If there are enough places, this is theoretically correct."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yao began to question at the top of his lungs: "If that's the case, then why did you let the soldiers come to the canyon to die for your so-called lies?!"

However, his voice at this moment sounded like the wail of a dying beast, weak and sad, and Zhuge Liang was the ruthless hunter who shot him in the face.

"Because we need to use the lives of the soldiers as energy to extract the essence of the earth that our heroes need."

Under Wang Yao's increasingly terrified gaze, Zhuge Liang spoke the cruelest truth in the world in an inhuman tone.

"Energy crystal, you have one in your arms, so I think you should have known its function for a long time? But do you know why they are so precious?

Because in order to extract them from the earth, a large amount of biological energy is needed as energy. Do you understand what I mean?
That’s right, the canyon you and I are in is not actually a battlefield, but just a large energy converter left over from ancient times. Its function is to collect some special energy from the soldiers who died in the battle, and use it as energy to extract crystals from the earth!

If converted, it would take the lives of about 1 soldiers to extract one energy crystal from the earth. These energy crystals can not only be used to enhance the abilities of our heroes, but also to drive some extremely powerful ancient miracles!
Of course, as the supreme ruler of this continent, our hero cannot openly carry out a large-scale massacre on the continent, so he can only weave this lie to make the soldiers willingly enter the canyon battlefield! "

Wang Yao was stunned again because of the fear that penetrated deep into his bones!
The atmosphere in the huge military tent was extremely depressing, just like a large amount of seawater suddenly poured into a closed cabin, making it difficult for the people inside to breathe.

Wang Yao panted heavily, he never thought that things would turn out like this!

He was originally filled with anger and ran to ask for punishment, but he was not only scolded by Zhuge Liang in return, but also exposed all the shocking secrets he had deliberately hidden in private. What was even more terrible was that he was told a despairing and terrible truth. A soldier can never become a hero!
Even death is welcomed by heroes!
As a soldier who climbed up from the bottom, Wang Yao could empathize with the harsh environment that thousands of soldiers in the canyon were in. There was no doubt that the soldiers here were not just statistics, they were also living people with flesh and blood and emotions! Although they received a meager salary, they were doing the most dangerous job: a soldier.

The death rate of up to 65% is definitely more cruel than what is said verbally. However, even so, the soldiers still rush into the canyon battlefield with passion and recklessness. All this is just because someone gave them hope; as long as they work hard, they can become the next hero!
Who wants to be mediocre? Who wants to be inferior to others all his life? Who doesn't want to rise to prominence? Perhaps the most gratifying thing for a human being is to find a dream that is worth pursuing for the rest of his life, even if it costs his life!

but
When the beautiful shell of a dream is stripped away and only the ugly reality remains, it is still too cruel to be accepted.

What family and country war, what glory, what dream, it turns out it's all bullshit!!

What are the soldiers fighting for? What are they dying for? Is their existence just like the statistics in the game, just to create heroes, purely to please the players, and to die in obscurity forever?
Wang Yao only felt a dizziness and darkness in front of his eyes, as if a person with anemia suddenly stood up. After finally stopping, he raised his head numbly, looking at Zhuge Liang with a distracted look in his eyes, who was as calm as water.

At this moment, Wang Yao suddenly felt that the man sitting in the depths of that gorgeous place was not a "human"!
But he still didn't understand.

"Why, why are you telling me all this!!" Wang Yao really didn't understand, because compared to knowing it, he would rather not hear it!
The most despairing thing in the world is not that the dream is too far away, but that one day, the person who encouraged you to pursue your dream bravely suddenly jumps out and says to you, go to bed, there is actually no such thing as a bullshit dream in this world!

Although as an 'outsider', Wang Yao had no hope of becoming a hero from the beginning, but for such a long time, he had been on the road of killing, seeing the endless wars around him and his comrades being separated and dying, and when he learned that the soldiers were just victims used by the heroes, it was completely impossible for Wang Yao to accept this almost absurd conspiracy indifferently.

In the military tent, the only sound was the monotonous and heavy breathing.

Zhuge Liang was silent for a long while before he said slowly, "Because Su An chose you, from the moment Su An died in battle, whether you like it or not, I will tell you the truth according to his will. As I said before, Su An had no choice, and neither did you!"

"The captain's request?!" The pupil of Wang Yao's right eye suddenly shrank into a small dot.

From the tone of his voice, Su An was one of the people who knew all this? ! Then why didn't Su An ever tell him anything? !

"Su An knows much more than you can imagine." Zhuge Liang glanced at Wang Yao, who was shocked, and then went straight to the final point of the conversation before Wang Yao could react.

"Now, you already know the truth that most heroes don't know. Here, I want to ask you a question on behalf of the deceased Su An."

"Little Soldier Wang Yao, are you willing to be a hero?"

(End of this chapter)