Chapter 115: The Temper of an Adventurer

As a Chinese who enjoyed the dividends of collectivism in his previous life, Xiao Yun was naturally the admirer and defender of collectivism.

Of course, the so-called human thoughts are also staged. Before his spiritual maturity, Xiao Yun, who was in a rebellious period, had a period of "narrow individual liberalism"... He hated the rigid and numb society and hated the human form. Class collective school collective social collective, think that collectivism is an extreme cult that oppresses individual liberalism, a tyranny of the majority ...

People, who doesn't have a time to indulge fools? When Xiao Yun was over twenty-five years old and realized that he was actually not a "very few" in the crowd, but a "majority" in the crowd, he finally woke up from the long and stupid adolescence and realized that he was actually a good man. The super bastard who scolds the collectivist mother with the bowl of collectivism dividend...　　

This is not the fault of Xiao Yun alone, but the common fault of most people. Standing in the lower reaches of history, looking back, there are more or less people with countless arrogance. I feel that the person who reads the history books has the qualifications to criticize Fang Qiu and point him to the top of the pyramid in the crowd for no reason. The division of the elite...This is really too much thinking. Most people are ordinary people.

After the Republic of China, they can't become a master. They can only become a rickshaw driver or a bankrupt small landlord, or even San Mao's wandering story. A member of… 　 　

Those who feel disgusted with collectivism and feel that their freedom is oppressed, in fact, hate not collectivism, but the lack of brilliance in the crowd. Can't accept that I'm just a mediocre member of the collective. I don't know my talents and how many catties I have, so I half-knowledge about liberalism to vent the "unexpected talents".

Depression-this is indeed too much thinking. Most people actually don't have the qualifications to be oppressed by collectivism. Why, because collectivism advocates that individuals belong to society and that individual interests should be subordinate to the group.

An ideological theory of national and national interests emphasizes the social view that everyone's personal interests and collective interests are interdependent. Whoever thinks that his personal interests conflict with the collective interests to the point of irreconcilability, then he must have at least...

You are the top elite in the crowd, the kind of top elite who can't hide your anger, your ability exceeds the average line composed of most people, you think you are qualified to require privileges and specialization in the group, you You don't want your personal interests and collective interests to be interdependent. Although this idea is selfish, it's not incomprehensible. But the cruel reality is that many people who follow the trend and shout "tyranny of the majority" are actually just like Xiao Yun. With the bowl of collectivism dividend...cough cough.

The history of ancient and modern China and foreign countries without exception proves that any historical progress in social productivity comes from the emancipation of the mind and the improvement of ideological understanding. This is true for the nation and for the individual, saying goodbye to oneself.

Stupid youth, Xiao Yun will continue to embark on the road of life much smoother than before. At least he knows that he doesn't need to focus his energy on unnecessary places, "incompetent rage", and knows how many bowls of rice he can eat.　　

When he sees young people who are still immersed in idiotic adolescence, he will give out the kindly smile that he would have come to expect, just like he is now looking at Prince Carlisle. His Royal Highness can be regarded as an elite in the crowd. His IQ is online. When he heard the concept of collectivism from Xiao Yun, he could quickly understand the conflict between the principles of collectivism and personal interests. Discovering the destructive power of collectivism, but also discovering the threat of collectivism compared to top elites like him.　　

Carlisle was silent for too long. Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and started to slowly rotate the bottle cap in his hand. This medicine seemed to be a bit too sharp?　　

From the standpoint of the ruler who profited under the feudal power system, Carlisle must be naturally averse to collectivism. The sharp blade that Xiao Yun handed him, Carlisle...did not take it for a while!　　

The hand on his knees clenched into a fist unconsciously, Carlisle struggled a few times, and said with a wry smile: "Teacher...I..."

You are the top elite in the crowd, the kind of top elite who can't hide your anger, your ability exceeds the average line composed of most people, you think you are qualified to require privileges and specialization in the group, you You don't want your personal interests and collective interests to be interdependent. Although this idea is selfish, it's not incomprehensible. But the cruel reality is that many people who follow the trend and shout "tyranny of the majority" are actually just like Xiao Yun. With the bowl of collectivism dividend...cough cough.

The history of ancient and modern China and foreign countries without exception proves that any historical progress in social productivity comes from the emancipation of the mind and the improvement of ideological understanding. This is true for the nation and for the individual, saying goodbye to oneself.

Stupid youth, Xiao Yun will continue to embark on the road of life much smoother than before. At least he knows that he doesn't need to focus his energy on unnecessary places, "incompetent rage", and knows how many bowls of rice he can eat.　　

When he sees young people who are still immersed in idiotic adolescence, he will give out the kindly smile that he would have come to expect, just like he is now looking at Prince Carlisle. His Royal Highness can be regarded as an elite in the crowd. His IQ is online. When he heard the concept of collectivism from Xiao Yun, he could quickly understand the conflict between the principles of collectivism and personal interests. Discovering the destructive power of collectivism, but also discovering the threat of collectivism compared to top elites like him.　　

Carlisle was silent for too long. Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and started to slowly rotate the bottle cap in his hand. This medicine seemed to be a bit too sharp?　　

From the standpoint of the ruler who profited under the feudal power system, Carlisle must be naturally averse to collectivism. The sharp blade that Xiao Yun handed him, Carlisle...did not take it for a while!　　

The hand on his knees clenched into a fist unconsciously, Carlisle struggled a few times, and said with a wry smile: "Teacher...I..."

Carlisle nodded and listened carefully, and sighed inwardly...Only Teacher Ayun could describe the external powerful enemy so lightly, and he didn't know when he could learn this kind of spirit and measure.　　

Xiao Yun was very busy. After solving Anthony's matter, he only took a one-night break and hurried back. On the next day, Tim, who had rushed to get up early in the morning, had no time to meet him. "Is Teacher Ayun gone?" Tim was unspeakably disappointed. When he found out that it took him less than one night, Carlisle was full of spirits, not at all panicked by the murder of Anthony, and almost dropped his jaw. "Carlisle, you..." 　　

"What?" 　　

"Uh... it's okay." Tim swallowed, "Do you have any advice on how to deal with Ayun after returning home?" 　　

"Oh, this." Carlisle It seems like I just remembered that he murdered his elder brother yesterday, "Father will be very sad, Anthony died unclearly. I will take responsibility. I will take over the education of the two princesses and let them participate in the sea. In the business of trade, the princesses of Ferdinand's family should learn how to contribute to the country. It would be a waste to let them marry in the palace."　　

"Ha?!"　　

"This is a suggestion from Ayun teacher, in order to let his father To get out of the shadow of Anthony's murder as soon as possible, I should be more concerned about my sisters and let my father know where the Ferdinand family's affection lies." Prince Carlisle nodded appreciatively. Tim: "..." 　　 "Okay, Tim, it's time to get busy, this time you and Darren are still sending spices to the Fairy Forest. Is there a problem?" 　　

"No..." 　　

"Then go check the goods How's the loading going? By the way, where's Darren?"　　

"Uh...should be still sleeping..."　　

"Oh, yes, Darren was in charge of investigating the guards yesterday, and he was really exhausted..."

Carlisle started a busy day with great vigor... He had to watch every aspect of the deal with the forest elves and the deal with the steppe tribe, but there was not so much time to delay on Anthony-he had to face it in the future. A series of challenges, the suspicion of murdering a pro-big brother counts as an ass!　

　 St. Bridge's fleet came and went, and the Fairy Harbor returned to calm again after half a month of bustling.

The fleet of the Adventurers Association frequented after the fall. Their ships set off directly from the ice-free port on the north side of the South Continent opposite the Inland Sea. It only took ten days to reach the Port of Elves. Several groups of adventurers went back and forth to the north. After bringing back the harvest from the Continental Fairy Forest and the West Coast of the Cursed Land, the number of adventurers who signed up to board the ship increased day by day, and the association made a small profit just for the transportation expenses.　　

The development of a new adventure land is on the right track, and the tax rate documents of the branch and forest elves stationed in the wizard port are naturally put on the desk. With the friendly foundation laid by the officials of the research department, and the forest elves' exquisite eating habits, after simple consultations, both parties have set a tax rate based on the tax rate paid by the grassland tribe: thirty one tax.

When the Minister of Division Primo signed the document, some of the experts in the Adventurer Association trembled their fingers uncontrollably...　　

Negotiating tax rates and paying taxes with the landlord. The Adventurer Association often does it. After all, there are many adventure resorts everywhere. Part of it is owned. It is impossible for people from the Adventurers Association to run to their own turf to make money. Some poor places even rely on the tax money paid by the adventurers to maintain the cost.

But among so many landlords, no one has such a reserved tax rate as the forest elves—the dark elves' underground world has a tax rate of three, the orc empire has a tax rate of one, and the forest elves' tax rate is over 30. It's not too big. !

As for the forest elves... When the first batch of transaction taxes and a box of gold coins were placed on the desk of the elf general, Carlisle's handsome face was a bit shy...　　

Adventurers have to pay to stay in their hotel. If you want to spend on adventures in the Forest of Elves, several villages in Ananas City that receive adventurers have made a fortune this year, not to mention that the adventure behavior of these adventurers is to reduce the number of monsters in the forest for the elves. Eliminate hidden safety hazards and reduce the work intensity of patrol fighters. Now these adventurers earn 30 gold coins and earn one of them. Carlisle, who has a high lower limit, feels that he is really blushing...

Carlisle started a busy day with great vigor... He had to watch every aspect of the deal with the forest elves and the deal with the steppe tribe, but there was not so much time to delay on Anthony-he had to face it in the future. A series of challenges, the suspicion of murdering a pro-big brother counts as an ass!　

　 St. Bridge's fleet came and went, and the Fairy Harbor returned to calm again after half a month of bustling.

The fleet of the Adventurers Association frequented after the fall. Their ships set off directly from the ice-free port on the north side of the South Continent opposite the Inland Sea. It only took ten days to reach the Port of Elves. Several groups of adventurers went back and forth to the north. After bringing back the harvest from the Continental Fairy Forest and the West Coast of the Cursed Land, the number of adventurers who signed up to board the ship increased day by day, and the association made a small profit just for the transportation expenses.　　

The development of a new adventure land is on the right track, and the tax rate documents of the branch and forest elves stationed in the wizard port are naturally put on the desk. With the friendly foundation laid by the officials of the research department, and the forest elves' exquisite eating habits, after simple consultations, both parties have set a tax rate based on the tax rate paid by the grassland tribe: thirty one tax.

When the Minister of Division Primo signed the document, some of the experts in the Adventurer Association trembled their fingers uncontrollably...　　

Negotiating tax rates and paying taxes with the landlord. The Adventurer Association often does it. After all, there are many adventure resorts everywhere. Part of it is owned. It is impossible for people from the Adventurers Association to run to their own turf to make money. Some poor places even rely on the tax money paid by the adventurers to maintain the cost.

But among so many landlords, no one has such a reserved tax rate as the forest elves—the dark elves' underground world has a tax rate of three, the orc empire has a tax rate of one, and the forest elves' tax rate is over 30. It's not too big. !

As for the forest elves... When the first batch of transaction taxes and a box of gold coins were placed on the desk of the elf general, Carlisle's handsome face was a bit shy...　　

Adventurers have to pay to stay in their hotel. If you want to spend on adventures in the Forest of Elves, several villages in Ananas City that receive adventurers have made a fortune this year, not to mention that the adventure behavior of these adventurers is to reduce the number of monsters in the forest for the elves. Eliminate hidden safety hazards and reduce the work intensity of patrol fighters. Now these adventurers earn 30 gold coins and earn one of them. Carlisle, who has a high lower limit, feels that he is really blushing...

The four of them returned to the Southern Continent last month to sell their prey. After half a year of hard work, everyone was allocated a hundred gold coins, which was comparable to the income of the past two years. This time they came to the Northern Continent again, and even Arnold, the cheapest one, I bought an enchanting hammer produced by the forest elves, and I love to wear this beautiful and mighty hammer to my waist when walking in the harbor.

"By the way, Isaac, in the morning I heard from Theodore's team that they met the Lamian Merchant's Coast Patrol in the eastern swamp. The group stared at them through the swamp for a long time before leaving. Now Everyone said that the Lamian Merchant Group had swept away the eastern swamp to prevent us adventurers from passing by. Did the elves say anything about this?" said Alex who is the thief.

"I know about this. Let's see how the Association mentions this to the elves." Isaac was a little unhappy. "That place is quite far away, and a small team like ours would never have passed... But if it was big The team is restricted by the Lamia business group, so the space for small teams like ours will also be affected." 　　

"After all, those guys dare not come to trouble the elves, just pick the soft persimmons." Arnold lightly Snorted. Isaac laughed: "If you want to treat us adventurers as soft persimmons, it depends on whether they have this ability. The temper of the big team is not as good as our small groups." 　　

"Isaac, do you know anything? "Alex unexpectedly.

Isaac nodded: "Theodore approached me at noon and asked if we had spotted the nests or haunts of monsters of level 3 or higher. I told him where we heard the movement before." 　　

Isaac was referring to them. The grief of Level 3 monsters that I heard one night when I was an adventurer in the Cursed Lands had been in the past for several months, and the four people who were terrified at that time still remember it.　　

Alex' eyes lit up and couldn't help but said, "Could it be that Theodore and the others plan to...?"

Isaac put his finger in front of his lips and squeezed his eyes: "We don't know about it, we don't know it, and we haven't heard of it... It's not uncommon for the Cursed Lands to be attacked by a top-notch monster. Who can tell? How accurate?" 　　

The three companions understood them, and they showed mysterious and wretched smiles simultaneously...　　

The group of adventurers has complex origins and all races. There is a dark elf walker in Theodore's team that Isaac's four are more familiar with. When he first came to the Elf Port, the black-skinned man was not very comfortable with the piles of green-skinned elves, and he barely got used to it when he went in and out a lot. [Tips:dark elves are black-skinned and dark eyes, snow elves are white-skinned and red eyes,forest elves are green-skinned and blue or green eyes]

It is not difficult to find one or two talents with extreme speed in the mixed group of adventurers. It is not impossible to do this kind of operation to lead the top beasts that others shun others to a specific location. If the Mia Merchant Group is touched, the cake will be so angry that they want to kill, so how can the rebellious adventurers have their tempers so good?　　

Autumn on the west coast is destined to not be too peaceful.　　

The words of the snow werewolf tribe...It has nothing to do with peace.

When Ms. Evelyn rode her flying mount to the Huoyan Tribe for the second time, after circling two times in the sky, she couldn't find her way to land. The expansion speed of the Huoyan Tribe was amazing, and it was even more amazing than their construction speed. It is the massive crops they harvested from the fields during the harvest season...The squares, the walkways between the buildings, the roads that extend beyond the tribe, and all the slightly flat ground are all covered with dried crops, running around. Although there were a large number of Snow Werewolves in the meantime, they were set off by the massive harvest and they were extremely small and weak...　　

There was no way, Ms. Evelyn could only fly to the harvested field and land, just stepping on the ground with her feet and using her net. A group of cubs catching the grasshopper surrounded her vigilantly.

Ms. Evelyn lived in the tribe for two days when she came last time. Many people are famous for her, but let's take a look around now... well, this group of cubs of the Snow Wolf and Cat Clan She really didn't know any of them, and helplessly raised her hands: "I am not an enemy, I am a friend of the Flame Tribe, Evelyn from Ananas City, and Ayun knows me."

"The elves of Ananas." A cat cub who seemed to be the leader breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to let everyone continue to catch the grasshopper, and walked towards Evelyn by himself, "Ayun did say After this period of time, you will come. Will you be the only one?" 　　

Evelyn was a little surprised that this cat cub was a little adult, but he said that the Huoyan Tribe even has cubs like Ayun... …There is no fuss, nodded and said: "Yes, our forest elves are also busy this season. Besides, we are also familiar here. I can come."

"I'll take you to the tribe. At this time, I will too." I don't know where Ayun is. You may have to wait until dinner to see him." The cat cub motioned to Evelyn to go with him, and pointed to her big bird, "This can't go in, it won't. Will you peck the crop we just harvested?" 　　

"It doesn't need to go in." Evelyn was a little embarrassed, waving her hand to let the pet fly to where it likes to play. The rice field where Evelyn chose to land was very close to the tribe, and when she stepped out of the field, the wider road leading to the tribe was also filled with dried alfalfa and soybeans... Only a narrow path was left to walk down. No matter, the cat cub who led the way looked back at her feet from time to time, for fear that she would step on the soybeans, which was a bit embarrassing...　

"When I came last year, I didn't seem to have seen you." Evelyn said.

"Well, our tribe just came to winter last year." The cat cub said.　　

"You are... a clan of cheetahs, right, what's your name?" Evelyn guessed after observing the shape of the ears on both sides of the opponent's head.

"My name is Ajiang." The cat cub turned his head dissatisfiedly, "I am not a cheetah, I am a golden cat. If you look closely, you can see my ears are larger and rounder."

The golden cat clan and the cheetah clan are similar in body shape. Comparing with the speed-type cheetahs the golden cats are more muscular and stronger, and the golden cats have a certain direct melee combat effectiveness. They are divided into large cats, and they are not happy to be regarded as small.

"The elves of Ananas." A cat cub who seemed to be the leader breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand to let everyone continue to catch the grasshopper, and walked towards Evelyn by himself, "Ayun did say After this period of time, you will come. Will you be the only one?" 　　

Evelyn was a little surprised that this cat cub was a little adult, but he said that the Huoyan Tribe even has cubs like Ayun... …There is no fuss, nodded and said: "Yes, our forest elves are also busy this season. Besides, we are also familiar here. I can come."

"I'll take you to the tribe. At this time, I will too." I don't know where Ayun is. You may have to wait until dinner to see him." The cat cub motioned to Evelyn to go with him, and pointed to her big bird, "This can't go in, it won't. Will you peck the crop we just harvested?" 　　

"It doesn't need to go in." Evelyn was a little embarrassed, waving her hand to let the pet fly to where it likes to play. The rice field where Evelyn chose to land was very close to the tribe, and when she stepped out of the field, the wider road leading to the tribe was also filled with dried alfalfa and soybeans... Only a narrow path was left to walk down. No matter, the cat cub who led the way looked back at her feet from time to time, for fear that she would step on the soybeans, which was a bit embarrassing...　

"When I came last year, I didn't seem to have seen you." Evelyn said.

"Well, our tribe just came to winter last year." The cat cub said.　　

"You are... a clan of cheetahs, right, what's your name?" Evelyn guessed after observing the shape of the ears on both sides of the opponent's head.

"My name is Ajiang." The cat cub turned his head dissatisfiedly, "I am not a cheetah, I am a golden cat. If you look closely, you can see my ears are larger and rounder."

The golden cat clan and the cheetah clan are similar in body shape. Comparing with the speed-type cheetahs the golden cats are more muscular and stronger, and the golden cats have a certain direct melee combat effectiveness. They are divided into large cats, and they are not happy to be regarded as small.