Xiao Ruxun clearly felt that a lot of changes had taken place around him.
In the past few days, the senior generals under his command, including Zhao Hu, had been very careful when they came to visit him. If he didn't give them a seat, they wouldn't dare to sit down. If he didn't let them speak, they wouldn't dare to speak. If he didn't let them express their opinions, they wouldn't say anything.
If it was in Myanmar, these guys would have made a lot of noise. During the military conference, they would have started arguing before he even arrived. After a few words, these guys would start arguing. Each of them had their own opinion. They would often say that they wanted to be the other party's direct elder. It was really funny.
Now, their reserved look, their faint fear of him, and the way they didn't dare to take action if he didn't say anything really made Xiao Ruxun feel a little uncomfortable. He felt as if he had lost something important.
Yuan Huang was an honest elder. He often taught him some life lessons. When he was lost, Yuan Huang would always help him.
Ye Mengxiong was also an honest elder. He believed in him so much that he believed that he could become the savior of the world. He had bet everything on him.
Chen Longzheng was always very funny. His dull and honest look made him angry and amused at the same time. He couldn't do anything to him.
Now, these old officials who had been with him for a long time were a lot more restrained in front of him. Yuan Huang hadn't taught him life lessons for a long time. Ye Mengxiong also seemed to realize something. It had been a long time since he stood in the position of an elder and spoke to him.
In the past, Chen Longzheng, this dull guy, was even a little unscrupulous in front of him. He spoke very loudly. Now, he also restrained himself. He looked respectful and spoke softly, like a little wife.
That feeling of closeness seemed to be impossible to return. It seemed that it really wouldn't appear again. As his power and status increased, all of this seemed to be impossible. Was the fate of being alone going to happen to him?
Xiao Ruxun didn't know if this was the right thing to do.
The original purpose of establishing Black Water was to spy on military and political intelligence and to provide guidance for the activities of the army. Later, it added persuasion, instigation, and increased local surveillance and even assassination. Now, it added internal surveillance.
Just a moment ago, he had established an intelligence department with greater authority, the Black Venom, which was directly under his command. This department would be the one to face the dissidents more thoroughly.
They could be humanely destroyed at any moment.
The generals were the ones he trusted the most. Their closest guards were all arranged by Black Water. Yuan Huang, Ye Mengxiong and Chen Longzheng were monitored. He seemed to be more suspicious and alert to the people around him than to outsiders.
Every day before going to bed, he would check the intelligence records of Black Water to determine which people could be used, which people needed to be on the alert list, and which people needed to be killed.
When did he become like this?
This pair of people who had gone through thick and thin together had become like this?
Was this the result he wanted?
Xiao Ruxun had interrogated himself countless times in the dead of night when he was calm. Was this really what he wanted?
Once close comrades-in-arms, like-minded people who trusted him with life and death, elders who helped him in times of need, romantic and funny people, they all seemed to have become the people he needed to be wary of. Xiao Ruxun didn't know how long it had been since he talked to the people around him about his inner distress.
It seemed that he didn't have such thoughts and needs.
With more and more power, more and more troops, and more and more areas under control, it was easier to do things. He didn't even need to do it himself, and there would be countless people helping him. Those people flattered him more and more, and the people around him were more and more in awe of him.
As long as he moved his mouth, someone would offer him a declaration of war against Shen Yicheng, and the writing was brilliant.
If he moved his mouth and waved his hand, then there would be a magnificent army that would charge and break through enemy lines for him, and he would tear apart, trample, and destroy the enemy's motley crew until not a single one was left. He was truly brave and fearless.
Then, he would reward them.
The excitement he had in the past was gone.
He was always easily angered, and he didn't hesitate to punish people. He was ruthless, and he wanted them to be afraid of him. Was this what he wanted to be?
Xiao Ruxun was sure that he would never have thought like this in the past. He didn't even think like this at the beginning of the war. But in this half a year, he seemed to have changed a lot.
Sometimes, this kind of change would make Xiao Ruxun a little worried.
But when things came to a head, he would still do things according to this code of conduct. Killing people in public was no longer something that needed to be carefully considered, but something that needed to be decided on the spot. Seeing others pale and fearful of him, he actually felt an inexplicable pleasure.
Was this what he wanted?
Was this the right thing to do?
Was it really good to lose the shackles of the past and become a loner?
Xiao Ruxun interrogated himself again.
Then, he came to the final answer.
Yes, this was what he wanted.
This was the right thing to do, it was the right thing to do.
Let them be afraid, let them be afraid, let them not even dare to raise their heads when facing him!
There was nothing wrong with being a loner.
The most important thing was to have power in hand.
Then, he would be very happy, blissful.
Very happy, really very happy. When he wielded this power, when he had the power to control the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of people, that feeling of joy, that kind of carefree feeling, really, really, really!
It would be addictive.
Was everything in the past important?
No, it wasn't important at all.
Those former relatives and friends, companions, comrades, the warm feeling, the close feelings.
Those that weren't important were all fleeting clouds. Those that weren't important didn't matter at all.
They weren't irreplaceable. With power in hand, there would be countless people who would want to curry favor with them. There would be countless people who would be willing to offer their souls in exchange for power. The general trend of the world was like this. Everyone was smart. Would those who stood in this position be stupid or naive?
With power in hand, they would still change.
As long as they had power, as long as they had the power of the world, to them, no one was irreplaceable.
Close officials? Trusted aides? Trusted aides?
It was just a joke. He just wanted to make use of the higher level to give him more important missions and deal with people who were more difficult to deal with. When dealing with them, he had to be gentler and show them more kindness. He had to suppress them and comfort them at the same time, making them unable to stop. He had them in the palm of his hand.
Anyone who had power was his potential enemy. He had to restrict them, control them, give them something, and take it back.
This kind of game was really too interesting.
The world was a chessboard, everything was a chess piece, and he was the chess player.
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