I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 862 861. Plato

   Chapter 862 861. Plato

   Lu Kizuna looked over.

   It was a middle-aged man.

   appeared very abrupt among a group of teenagers and girls in their teens and twenties.

His face is angular, like an ancient Greek sculpture, full of masculine beauty, the robe he wears is embellished with golden threads, making it even more distinctive, his hair is a little gray, and there is a deep will in his eyes. , like a black hole, making it easy for those who are looking at it to sink into it and unable to extricate themselves.

   "Saint."

   Lu Kizuna murmured softly.

   "Saints will not be troubled by sclerotinia. Their life expectancy even exceeds that of normal people. It is normal to be hundreds of years old. This is the saint Plato who has lived for more than 100 years. He is about to abdicate."

  Du Danping explained on the side.

   "He's dying?"

   Lu Bian asked subconsciously.

   "It can be said that although the human body can be immortal under the blessing of extraordinary power, it is impossible for the human spirit to achieve this. I believe that as a god-chosen, you also know very well."

  Du Danping gave Lu Bian a meaningful look.

"Even if you strengthen your body through various means, you can't strengthen your spirit and reason. It's like consumables, it will only gradually wear out, erode, and eventually alienate from day to day, becoming a monster, even a saint. the same."

   "They have been eroded by power in their long lives, and eventually their wills gradually collapsed. Being able to live for more than a hundred years is already considered longevity. If they continue, even saints will fall into madness and eventually be rejected by Utopia and fall."

   "So, in order to allow himself to die as a human being, he chose to abdicate and pass the name of the saint to his successor."

   He turned his gaze to the saint, and immediately brought Lu Kian and Feng Yu to the other side.

  Plato was communicating with another man who looked quite old and seemed to be a saint as well. When he saw Du Danping, he kindly interrupted the current conversation and looked this way.

   "Mr. Du, your music is really a comforting force in this dark world, I am deeply touched."

   Plato praised.

   "Exceeded the prize, I just accidentally heard the melody contained in the wind and copied it down."

  Du Danping responded and motioned to Lu Bian and Feng Yu.

   "These two are my friends, Lu Bian and Feng Yu."

  Plato followed Du Danping's hand to look at the two of them, his eyes swept over Feng Yu, and he stayed on Lu Bian for a long time before he made a sound.

   "Young and promising, young and promising."

   "Mr. Plato, about what I mentioned earlier."

  Du Danping quickly cut to the chase.

"I know that, for the current utopia, exploring relics and excavating old civilizations can indeed bring rich rewards. Personally, I also support doing so, but utopia is not my own utopia, we must Respect everyone's will."

   said Plato.

   "Even if that leads to the destruction of the city?"

   Lu Bian suddenly said, causing Plato and the saint beside him to look at him.

   "Even so, it is the choice of the people."

  Plato sighed and said quietly.

"The Utopia does not exist because of its existence, but for its ideals. If one day, the city can only be saved by relying on individual strength and specialism, presumably at that time, the Utopia will also be fragmented and lose its current state. name."

   "Do you mean that even if the people choose the path of retreat and blockade, and eventually the city is submerged in the yellow sand, is it still the choice of utopia?"

   Feng Yu asked.

   "You can understand it this way, because this is a utopia, not a city that never falls, an eternal city, but an ideal city."

  Plato explained.

"As a saint and a saint of Utopia, I inherit the will of this place. Then, I also obey democracy and justice. If you can convince most of the people and the extraordinary people of the Senate, then Utopia will advance. The road will also be the direction of the academy.”

"I understand."

   Feng Yu did not continue to discuss this topic. She and Lu Bian looked at each other, said goodbye to Plato, and came to a corner of the banquet hall, leaving Du Danping to continue to communicate with the two.

   "It seems that the city doesn't have survival as its number one priority."

   Feng Yu commented.

   "It is better to say that it exists only to demonstrate its rules."

   Lu Kizuna said.

   Clearly, from Plato's words, he is quite abiding by the rules of utopia, and even these rules are above the utopian future.

  There are two possibilities, or if everyone in Utopia violates its rules, the city will cease to exist in the physical sense and will be backlashed.

   Either Plato had other ideas in his heart and rejected Du Danping by the rules of utopia.

   The two were discussing when suddenly, Lu Bian saw the man who was with Plato walking towards them.

   "You two, do you have time?"

   The other party asked politely.

  Lu Bian nodded, and the other party sat opposite him and Feng Yu, holding a glass of honey bug wine in his hand.

   "Introduce yourself first. As you can see, I am a saint who inherited the name of Hippocrates. As a member of the Senate, your performance just now made me feel very interesting."

   The middle-aged man laughed.

   His appearance is more ordinary, his hair is slightly curly, and his robe is only decorated with silver threads, showing a difference from Plato.

   "Hippocrates"

  Lu Kian felt that the name was a bit familiar, and he didn't know where he had heard it before.

   "Just an insignificant doctor. Compared with other colleagues, I can only support in the back, and I can't even cure sclerotinia."

   Hippocrates sighed.

   Indeed, in this era, the role of doctors is quite small, even if they have extraordinary power, they can only watch the passing of people of the same age as themselves and can do nothing.

   On the wasteland, many diseases have already disappeared, and under normal circumstances, there are very few opportunities for doctors to come in handy.

"I don't belong to a certain faction, but when I was young, I mean about thirty years ago, I used to study at the academy for a while, and after learning about the promised land, I also hoped that Utopia would send It is a pity that Lord Plato cannot go against the will of Utopia, and we are just chicks under the protection of this city.”

  Hippocrates sighed.

   "It appears that the will of Utopia is above all of you."

   Feng Yu noticed what he and Plato had mentioned.

   "As if the thing actually existed."

   "Of course, that's why I'm looking for you."

   Hippocrates' voice was low.

   "I want you to help us break through the will of Utopia and get out of this city."

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