Feng Bujue did not mind the change around him. He continued to talk to himself. "When you announced that you voted for Billy and Aldan not guilty, from how I see it, you have already made your stance clear." He scoffed. "Those two were given the crime of 'spreading chaos', and it was not unjust at all. If they were found not guilty, then that would be strange. " He shrugged. "Billy likes to 'lock people up and play a game', and Aldan likes to 'kill you if you don't tell me a ghost story'. As for Rabbitte and Bugs Bunny … Haha … "
The Prophet still did not answer, but the Lego blocks around them shook even more violently.
Feng Bujue speculated. "From how I see it … that day in court, other than the two bunnies, you were not idle either, right? As Rabbitte's old friend, you are obviously on his side. Your attitude toward the side of chaos is the same. So … "He swung his arm and pointed at the rhombus." There is only one truth! "
"You suddenly said a famous line without any sense of awkwardness …" Xiao Tan's lips twitched as he commented.
Brother Jue continued from where he left off. "You are the same as Ravid. You are detained for contempt of court, right? Humph … But the way you are detained is different from him. Rabbitte, Billy, and Aldan are locked up in the prison created by the Time Master, and you are locked up here. "
Just as he finished, the Lego blocks on the walls and floor suddenly stopped moving. The rhombus suddenly collapsed, and the Lego blocks fell to the ground. A giant (for Brother Jue and Xiao Tan, who were the size of toys) head appeared from within. Obviously, this was the Prophet's head. There was no projection, his actual body was in this space.
"Wow …" Xiao Tan gasped when he saw the Prophet's face. "So, you are a Wookiee, a fictional race from Star Wars, covered in long hair, mostly brown, and with a face like a long-haired Xishi dog?"
Judging from the head, the prophet did indeed fit the image of a Wookiee, but he replied in a rather unhappy tone, "No."
"Indeed, you don't think or act like a Wookiee." Feng Bujue said, "But … after seeing your real face, I can't help but ask, is there really a 'person' in your so-called 'twelve-member jury'?" His question was not without reason, for of the three members of the jury he knew, none was human.
"Hmph …" The Prophet's floating head sneered. "How many races do you think exist in the Multiverse? You humans are only a small part of it. "
"Alright, let's put that question aside for now. Since you've given up on your disguise, let's be frank, "Feng Bujue said.
As matters stood, the Prophet could not be bothered to continue to conceal the truth. After all, there was no harm in revealing the truth to begin with. "Since you insist on getting to the bottom of this, you must be mentally prepared for the truth."
"Don't worry, my mental endurance is beyond your imagination," Feng Bujue replied.
The Prophet was silent for a few seconds, sighed, and said, "I am both a prisoner here and a guard here."
"Oh … Then, the adjustment of the prisoners' consciousness was also done by you?" Feng Bujue asked.
"That's right," the Prophet replied. "Not only that, but it was also me who turned them into toys." He paused for a moment. "The night security guards are just a few puppets with no consciousness, and they were also created and controlled by me."
"Huh? Why did you do all this? "Xiao Tan asked.
"Let me … tell you a story." The Prophet let out a long sigh as if he was adjusting his emotions. "Once upon a time, there was a prison. This prison looked like a large supermarket. There were all kinds of goods inside, or rather … 'resources,' which included food, clothes, fuel, luxury goods, tools, weapons, and so on …
This prison held thousands of prisoners, men, women, old, and young. They were all human prisoners from the 42 main universes.
Every day, everything in this prison would be reset. The things that were broken would be restored, the shelves that were emptied would be filled, the bloodstains on the ground would disappear, and so would the corpses of the dead. Only the things that recorded the date would be changed. For example, the wall calendar would automatically be delayed by one day every day. The production date on all the food packaging would also be delayed by one day.
The doors and windows of the supermarket could be opened freely, but the city outside the supermarket was just an illusion. If the prisoners walked out of this building, they would fall into the endless void and die.
Of course, staying in this prison was not a problem for them. No one would starve, and there were even many entertainment facilities for them. After all, the resources were inexhaustible.
At least, that was what people thought in the first few days …
However, a problem soon appeared … Every day after the reset, new prisoners would appear, and they would be randomly placed in various parts of the supermarket. The smallest number would be a few, while the largest number would be dozens.
Just like that, a week passed. As the population increased, the conflicts between the prisoners became more frequent.
Initially, it was a small number of strong and aggressive prisoners who competed with each other for entertainment facilities, luxury goods, expensive food, beautiful women, and so on. During that period, the basic survival needs of the prisoners were not threatened. There was plenty of food and drinking water, so most of them were more obedient.
After a few weeks, the population continued to increase unknowingly. It was not until a month later that there were long lines in front of the few toilets. Two months later, one-third of the supermarket was filled with the stench of excrement, and in the remaining two-thirds, people crowded together to eat. On the tenth day of the third month, the prisoners who had formed gangs and occupied the food, women, and entertainment areas were massacred by the other prisoners. The latter had reached the point where they could only eat one meal a day and had no privacy when they excreted.
After that incident, the problem of resources was slightly alleviated, but the fear remained in people's hearts. Thus, an institution similar to a government was born. They established a set of rules, stipulated that food should be rationally distributed, luxury goods should be used in rotation for a limited time, robbery, murder, rape, and other violations should be punished, and they even established a population registration system … "
"This is probably the most ironic thing I have ever heard." Feng Bujue heard this and continued, "A group of prisoners trying to implement laws and regulations in a prison."
"This is the contradiction of human nature …" Xiao Tan said thoughtfully, "When living in a civilized society, people yearn for freedom and indulgence. But under the law of the jungle, people also yearn for safety and order. "
The Prophet sighed again and then continued to narrate, "However, politics is a dirty thing after all. To implement a system, there must be executors. Those supervisors put in the work, so naturally, they would want more resources. The problem of the increasing number of prisoners was not fundamentally solved.
Therefore, after a period of time, to be exact, two months and three days after the first massacre … the resources were once again in a serious crisis. At that time, people discovered that the management organization had become another hegemonic group that oppressed the other prisoners, no different from the initial group of bullies that were massacred.
Unsurprisingly, the second large-scale massacre broke out. After the bloody storm, the survivors finally realized that there was only one way to maintain peace, and that was to maintain the number of prisoners in the prison at a safe level forever.
Thus, hundreds of survivors reached an agreement – kill every new batch of prisoners that came in from that day onwards.
These days lasted for a long time. During that period, after the reset at midnight every day, the first thing the old prisoners had to do was to find the new prisoners that appeared in the supermarket and kill them all. Then, they could have a peaceful day.
But the number of new prisoners thrown in every day was not fixed, and after a long time, there would always be fish that escaped the net. There were also people who, out of selfishness, secretly kept and hid some beautiful women, and forced them to be slaves on the condition that they were not killed.
In short … after a period of accumulation, the conflict finally broke out. After that, there was a new structure. The prisoners were divided into several different forces, each occupying an area. Each faction had their own way of doing things, their own principles and positions. They fought with each other for resources. Although there were casualties, they could be replenished by the new prisoners. "
"Huh?" Xiao Tan was enlightened. "Isn't this the same as the current situation …"
"Yes, it's almost the same," The Prophet continued. "But it's not the same." He looked down at the two players. "If you were in my position, would you be willing to see a group of humans putting on all kinds of dirty shows in front of you every day, deceiving each other, blood and flesh flying … or would you be more willing to see a group of toys fighting a bloodless war?"
"So … you used your ability to change this prison …" Feng Bujue continued.
"Yes, after adjusting their consciousness, these prisoners will think that they are like the characters in 'Toy Story', in a supermarket in the human world. When the business hours are over every day, they will be active and fight for glory. During the day, they will enter a state of unconscious dormancy under my ability, "The Prophet said. "After many experiments and corrections, I have blocked many areas in their minds. At this stage, this operation is almost perfect. The toys will still avoid the security puppets I send, but their awareness of 'not being discovered by humans' is limited to this. "
The Prophet took a deep breath and said, "When I was imprisoned in this prison, the crime was not only contempt of court, but more importantly, my 'inclination toward chaos'. In order to punish me, the Court of Truth specially designed this prison to show me all kinds of evil, endless evil … as a kind of torture.
"And you humans are the best actors. You are selfish, stubborn, conceited, cunning, fragile, ignorant, rude, hypocritical, dirty, barbaric, jealous, greedy, licentious, irritable, stupid, and unrepentant!
"But in the end, I found a way to free myself from it …
By relieving the prisoners of their physical needs, I have effectively maintained the population, and by limiting their hours of activity, I have established a system that will last forever. "With the premise of preserving the individuality of the soul, I turned the complicated desire and ugliness in human nature into a pure, but not cruel, will to fight. "I have given you humans, this hopeless race, control!"
At this point, the Prophet's emotions became more agitated. "Now, do you understand? There is nothing here that you need to 'end'! " He said darkly. "I did not want to say so much, but now that I have, you should be satisfied, right? Feng Bujue. "
Brother Jue wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Er … Okay, thank you for your hard work …"
At that moment, the blocks on the ground floated up again and gathered around the Prophet's head. They wrapped around him and formed the rhombus that kept changing on the surface.
"Very well, then …" The Prophet let out a long sigh and said, "Ten minutes ago, before you recklessly exposed my identity as a prisoner and wanted to know the truth, I tried to tell you this …" He paused for a moment. "Don't get involved in the war! Go find the other two travelers from another dimension and get out of here! "
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