Chapter 562: Poison Barrier

After casually dispersing the drones who were reluctant to leave and trying to come up for exclusive interviews, Song Shi turned to Chu Tonglu and Xia Le.

"You go back first, restrain the others, and don't cause trouble. I would like to say that you should eat, drink, and sleep, but I guess everyone can't do it."

"I know." Xia Le breathed out slowly and his eyes stayed in the distance, the straight building standing like a pillar of the sky: "Paddy Morse"

"Yeah." Song Shi didn't hide it: "Since he didn't say no, he asked me to go find him - I just want to meet him too."

"It's been so long since I've been here in Wuke Land, I should finally meet him."

The Han sword decomposed quietly, like thousands of quicksands pouring back into the skin. Chu Tonglu put his hands back into his pockets, said nothing, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Powerful psykers are like the source of infinite mass. There is a strong gravitational pull between them. Even if they do nothing, they will get closer and closer. This is a rumor that circulates among the psychic community, just like "Death by Destiny".

The fate of the strong has something in common. Maybe it's true.

As early as the third ring, the opponent had involved multiple fifth ring psykers, and after breaking through the fourth ring, he even met a current [God's Throne]. Now I will go to Paddy Morse's meeting to meet this "mental rebirth" who supports the authority of the government.

Then again, is the "destined death" thing really true? I simply have no memory at all. Before and after I broke through the third ring, the storage hard drive I specially set aside for recording in my head showed no trace of magnetization in even the tiniest unit.

While Chu Tonglu was thinking patiently, Song Shi went to the Security Bureau headquarters building.

To be precise, as soon as he flew a few hundred meters over there, his vision blurred, and a strong external force "pulled" him across the physical distance.

When he came back to his senses, Song Shi found himself sitting on a chair.

Local space transfer.

Song Shi discerned the principle, and the other party's reality-distorting spiritual power was really versatile.

Looking up at the black desk, a face with strong lines met the man's gaze.

The director of the General Security Bureau was staring at him, with no emotion on his face.

"This setup looks like a prison interrogation facility." Song Shi leaned back a little and said, "The director-general of the Security Bureau is interrogating me? Should I be honored or terrified?"

"Don't have any strange thoughts."

The other party spoke.

It wasn't just indifference, it was more like the sound of a machine that was running in perfect harmony. But if I have to use a specific mechanical metaphor, the opponent is probably a hydraulic press, which calmly runs over all obstacles in its way without allowing any obstacles.

"I have read your information, Song Shi. You have traveled to many places, including the Eastern Continent Republic, the Council of Knowledge, the Wasteland, and even served as a patrol inspector in Yenan."

Paddy crossed his fingers and laid them flat on his stomach.

"Tell me what you think of today's corporate alliances."

"What do you think? If we cut down all the giant companies, it feels like everyone's average living standard will increase several times."

The other party remained motionless, staring at him coldly.

Song Shi sighed and had no choice but to straighten up and sit upright.

"After the company squeezes people dry, the remaining scraps will be composted. Mr. Director, do you still expect me to say something nice to them?"

"Emotional speech." Paddy said: "The endless pursuit of profit is the shortcomings of companies, and it is also their strength."

"If we look at it as a whole, even the technical level of the Knowledge Council is not as good as the Enterprise Alliance." He spoke slowly and quickly: "Terra cannot tolerate the weak. Without the technical advantages brought by giant companies, in the next war, When it comes, the entire territory will be reduced to a chopping block for arbitrary carving up, and the casualties will be immeasurable.”

"So, what's the price?" Song Shi asked with interest.

"A meaningless question." Paddy looked straight at the young man, unmoved: "Everything has a price, and there is nothing that does not need to be paid for."

"Or do you want to tell me personally that you hope for a world where everyone is equal and eternally beautiful?" He said: "Like [Eden], become a snow globe carefully held in the palm of your hand?"

"Obviously, this is impossible and unrealistic." Song Shi shook his chair: "Of course, the most important thing is that I'm not interested either."

"Yinan's so-called prosperity is all maintained by 'Isidore Siniti'. Once she steps down, the whole country will fall apart in an instant. The Knowledge Council pursues technology obsessively and cannot tolerate any of it. Things, the Beiting Defense Front regards power as the collection of all meanings, the Eastern Continent Republic hums, let’s not mention it.”

"The company is a cancer with endless troubles, a chronic disease of alienated personality, and a poison that distorts all tangible and intangible things." The chief director of the Security Bureau paused for a second: "It is also the barrier that protects this place."

"That's the translation." Song Shi smiled and said: "The company is indeed bad, but other places are even worse. We are Terra's most promising future."

"I probably understand what you mean. No wonder I heard before that in the years since Paddy Morse took office as Director-General, his political opinion has always been to promote the nationalization of companies." Song Shi changed his posture and put one hand flat. On the arm of the chair: “But when you nationalize and restrict a company, the vitality you hope for is bound to be similarly restricted.”

The corners of Paddy's mouth pursed upward, revealing a slight curve.

"——So, what's the price?"

"Tsk"

Song Shi clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"No wonder, many people told me in advance that the Security Bureau and we are not on the same line."

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Paddy snorted: "Since when, 'Nandou' Song Shi has become a character who needs to listen to others?"

Song Shi snorted and laughed.

Alas. Chakoro, your Enlightened One is bluntly not optimistic about it.

The young man said slowly in his heart.

Paddy Morse's attitude has been fully revealed.

Compared with the terrible creativity and vitality that companies have burst out from endless competition, the determination to include every inch of the sky and the earth in economic activities, the other party is not optimistic about the strength of the Enlightened One. He believes that the Enlightened One cannot protect the corporate alliance in the upcoming second "Seven Land War".

"You should understand that the existence that determines the fate of Terra has no longer been a force since at least three thousand years ago."

"That's another question."

Paddy Morse was silent for a moment, and his expression returned to the eternal calm.

"Song Shi, come to the Security Bureau, you will be the next director general."

"How should I put it?" Song Shi stretched hard and stood up slowly: "I don't think it's very attractive."

"How about you kill the remaining seven now?"

Paddy said calmly: "Okay."

This time it was Song Shi's turn to be silent. After a few seconds, he sighed: "I'm really sorry."

Paddy Morse did not show any disappointment and nodded slightly.

"We will have many dealings in the future."

The next second, Song Shi, who was about to say something, felt his eyes blurred and was taken out of the headquarters building.