The Modern Age Of The Mysterious
/ The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 828
The three angels were slowly patrolling in the sky, as if they had no intention of interfering with what was happening here. Human autonomy within the Kingdom of Eden.
The clothed people shouted and tied the three naked men to the stake. People sang joyful songs and lit firewood and white flowers. The flames burned quickly, the screams were drowned in the chorus, and the fragrance of flowers was mixed with the scalp-numbing smell...
The dressed-up Adam and Eve were singing and dancing around the pillar of fire in the big garden. Axel felt a little dazed: he was clearly in the paradise called Eden, but he seemed to be seeing scenes that only appeared in the depths of the world.
"They just burned a family to death..." Axel turned to look at Harley. Although the captain's expression was calm, he could see the shock in her eyes, "Just because they refused to put on clothes, yes Pure sect?”
Harley didn't answer, she pursed her lips tightly. Axel turned his head and looked at the tallest golden light tower in the Kingdom of Eden: Wouldn't God be angry because of their actions?
The flames gradually became smaller, and people were talking loudly and playing around beside the charred corpses. The man in white led the old man in red to Colonel Weissall's team.
In the distance, an angel flew down and began to clean up the mess after the burning...
When the old man saw the colonel and his entourage, a smile appeared on his face, and his teeth were as white as a mouthful of snow: "These well-dressed friends, where do you come from?"
The colonel said in Hebrew: "We have been living outside Eden, and this time we are visiting the country of Eden."
"There are humans outside the country?" the old man asked with narrowed eyes. This was unheard of for people in Eden.
"Yes, but there are not many of them." Unable to let these residents know that they were here for the Holy Grail, the colonel could only make nonsense.
"How is life outside?"
"...It's more difficult. We have to rely on ourselves for everything. In comparison, this place is simply paradise."
"Heaven? What does heaven mean?"
While the old man was talking to the colonel, more people came over and looked at these outsiders with doubts and curiosity. The residents were apparently more interested in the clothes they were wearing than in their origins. After all, the clothes they wear are almost just a piece of cloth, not even underwear or shirts. In comparison, the uniforms of the colonel and his party look much more complicated and gorgeous...
While speaking, the old man circled his fingers in the air, and then pointed at the colonel: "We also want clothes like this." Another angel who had been staying in the air descended and scanned Weisso with his light. The clothes on these people. The angels seemed to grant any wish the humans of Eden had.
The residents of Eden were simpler than expected. The old man quickly dropped his guard against Weissall and even enthusiastically led these outsiders to walk on the streets and began to introduce the life of Eden Middle School...
Idle people followed, and a large group of people walked down the street.
"...You know, life here is very boring," the old man said, "some of us started to use our brains to find some fun for everyone.
"First of all, clothes." The old man pointed to the red robe on his body. "One day we realized that we need to distinguish ourselves from the naked animals around us, so we brought fabrics and dyed fabrics. Drape it on your body, it is both beautiful and cold-proof...
"Then came the 'division of labor' - this was a 'good idea' I came up with."
"Division of labor? What work do you need to distribute?"
The old man pointed to the man in white clothes next to him: "For example, he is wearing white clothes, so he is a 'hedonist'. Hedonists don't have to do anything, they just need to obey our instructions, act with everyone, and be a witness." ”
"Look at those in green robes." The old man pointed at them. "They are actors. If something requires effort, it's up to them. Actors have strong bodies."
"What about you? You are wearing a red robe."
The old man nodded his head proudly: "I am a 'smart person'."
"A wise one?"
"Yes, smart people are the smartest among all people. We are responsible for thinking of 'good ideas'. People admire us very much, and people praise smart people...
"Some people say that our brains are like fruits filled with good ideas, like fruits that can distinguish good from bad! So, I decided to let the smart people wear red clothes."
"Besides putting on clothes to separate yourself from the animals and dividing labor, what other good ideas have you come up with?"
"For example...this." The old man took out a cloth bag and took out three dried fruit cores.
"What's this?"
"This is 'currency'. It can be used to buy and sell things. Currency is simply our most genius design!"
The colonel looked at the carefree people around him and asked doubtfully: "Currency? Forgive me for being stupid... You live in a world with extremely abundant materials. Everyone has food and clothing, so what else do you need to use currency for transactions?" ?”
"You think too simply," the old man shook his head, looking a little disappointed, "I thought people from the outside world would be smarter...
"Living here is indeed not hungry, but it is also very boring - each of our lives is the same, without much ups and downs. No change means lifelessness. This kind of life is really suffocating, so smart people Start encouraging everyone to do their best and create a colorful life together.
“For example, some of us have particularly sensitive tastes and are ingenious. They can collect various fruits and prepare delicious juice. They also know how to make wine.
"There are also people who are born with wonderful singing voices, which allow them to train their voices every day. When they open their voices during festivals, even the birds of paradise stop singing...
“There are also people who have a lot of strength and are willing to provide some services to those who are thin and weak.
"In this way, in this way, we have created a lot of differences and needs. It turns out that doing these things is free and there is no reward, but this does not motivate people to do better what they are good at, so we I came up with such a thing as currency..." The old man pinched a fruit core and narrowed his eyes, "Whether it is fine wine, a song, UU Reading www.uukanｓhu.com or help from those who have the strength, all are paid. Now, people can earn rewards through their own labor, and then use the rewards to buy many things that were unimaginable before...
"We can buy wine that fills the entire pond, and we can gather all the best singers to perform chorus performances. Using money to buy more labor, we can do many things that were unimaginable before...
“Moreover, currency is like a seed. After it appears, many good ideas will emerge one after another.
"We smart people came up with more ideas around this treasure: people can start borrowing money - if you lend out seven coins, you will get nine coins back!
“Someone also invented a game that can make people bankrupt in one game, and can also allow people to win a large amount of money that will never be collected...
"The originally boring life has become more and more interesting because of the development of our smart people."
The people around began to loudly praise the wise and these "fruits of wisdom".
When listening to the old man's story, Axel had an incredible feeling. He remembered the story of the Garden of Eden, where Adam and Eve were kicked out of the Garden because they ate from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.
He didn't expect the truth of the story to be like this. It turns out that Adam and Eve refer to a group of humans, the first men and women. It turns out that the so-called fruits of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil are not real fruits, but smart people who have come up with various "good ideas"...
Axel had a strong feeling from the first time he saw the residents of Eden: He felt that these residents of Eden, who were white, clean, carefree, and even a little too innocent, were Like a group of spoiled children running amok.
And these children don't know the ending of the story of Eden.
Chapter end
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