Li Litian's throat moved, although his face was low, his eyes flashed with light. He stared at Ivan tightly with this look, as if he wanted to see the flaws in his language just now from his face. Ivan knew that he was not willing to admit this mistake.

Even Yan Keshou, although his head was very low, it was not difficult to see that he did not agree with Ivan's preaching. Everyone could explain the principles, but to truly do it... Ivan himself relied on his ability to act recklessly. In his eyes, moral laws are not worth mentioning. From such a person, he would say something about sunshine, conspiracy, or something, and it is purely just pretending to be B.

At this moment, the deepest words in their hearts had just been taken out, and moral inferiority crawled all over their bodies like ants. They were eager to do something and think about something so that this feeling could be slightly less.

If you cannot make yourself noble, then think others are as lowly as you. This kind of psychological balance is something that everyone will do subtly in their hearts. Rather than saying that this is a bad idea, it is a sign that people can save. At least, people who can think like this subconsciously still regard nobility as a good thing.

Ivan naturally saw the dissatisfaction of the two. He paused for a moment and gave their thoughts a buffer space. He tried to try to let them understand their ideas more. Although he knew how difficult it was to completely change a person's ideas, he still tried to do it. Li Litian was the first consciousness network administrator he found. He had always appreciated his abilities, but he only appreciated them. Now if we don't try to form a unity in our thoughts, then when the consciousness network is truly expanded and the power is truly expanded, some differences will not be solved by just words.

After a slight pause, Ivan stood up, paced slowly in the eyes of the two people, and then spoke: "I know that in the history of your civilization, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This is the experience left over from thousands of years of history. The application of conspiracy and means is nothing in your eyes, and it is even completely legal and encouraged, and the soldiers are never tired of deception! This idiom is often found in the mouths of the winners. In contrast, morality and law are the last excuses for those losers. From this point of view, your ideas are not wrong.

These means, these techniques, and these methods all have their inevitable necessity, and from the perspective of efficiency in doing things, they are also cheaper than "justice", and they gain faster and greater. Here, I do not deny this fact.

There is only one thing, remember, only one thing-those things, facts, laws and methods, before I come!"

When Yan Keshou heard this, he snorted with disdain, while Li Litian fell into deep thought.

"Yan Keshou, I know that in your eyes, I am just an ordinary person with superpowers. From another perspective, I am just a high-level hacker. However, your means can only be used on a computer, while mine can be used everywhere in life. There is actually no strict difference between the two. To be honest, it is just that the computer world was created by humans, and the real world was created by God - if there is really God.

In your opinion, the reason why I exist safely is because the world has not yet realized my threat, in other words, I am still hiding in the shadows. Although there is a lot of news about me now, at most people still regard my magic as some kind of scientific research, or imagine what I have done as some kind of hidden skills. Those users of the consciousness network, you can regard them as being bewitched by cults, monitored or even killed them. If this happens, it will not surprise me.

In your eyes, I am probably a person living in the shadows like you. Once I come into contact with the sun, I will evaporate like dewdrops.”

Yan Keshou's thoughts were completely explained, but he was not as panicked as before. Instead, he raised his head and glanced at Yifan slantedly: "Isn't that?"

Ivan stretched out his index finger and shook it gently left and right, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Of course not."

Yan Keshou opened his mouth and wanted to argue, but before him, Ivan put his index finger in the center of his lips and gently made a silence.

"Shhh" Ivan said so softly, and at the same time, his eyes that seemed to know everything made Yan Keshou feel "wrong", as if he had done the wrong question when he was a child, and his mother said beside him: "Look at it again."

"Calm down and think about it carefully," said Ivan, "Don't let emotions sway your brain, learn to control it, not the other way around. You are smart, and you won't misunderstand if you think about it a little."

Ivan's voice instantly penetrated him like the sound of a snake dancer's flute. Yan Keshou had no way to resist and had already obeyed the other party's rhythm. Ivan was not a pedantic person. Sometimes, especially for a hard-mouthed guy like Yan Keshou, in order to save time and energy, appropriate hints will have very good results.

Yan Keshou rarely acted like this without reason. During the period when he lost his freedom, he worked hard to manage his psychological defense like the French before World War II. However, as soon as the war broke out, this defense line had no effect at all, and the enemy had already approached his heart.

The intense verbalism and the unyieldingness on the surface were already the last support he supported, but Ivan seemed to have not even planned to keep a matchstick for him. Yan Keshou's last persistence was not enough time left after the last push.

As a first-class computer expert, Yan Keshou has a smart and rigorous brain. With the full operation of this brain, the problem just now is like the thick fog in the sun. When everything is blown away, all that is left is familiar reality.

Why? Once a hacker is exposed, he loses his greatest reliance? Exposure will not really make his technology disappear, but the hacker is afraid of it. Why?

What hackers are afraid of is not exposure, but the kind of constraints that lose their freedom after exposure. They will not take away your technology, but will install a surveillance device in your computer to monitor all your contact information, secretly check your hard drive for free every now and then, and don’t even find any reason to throw you into prison. After you come out, you can’t even recognize the decorations at home...

Hackers are also human beings, and they live in this society. They have relatives, families, and friends. They are frightened and trembling when doing everything. No matter how small the movements are, they will make him feel like they are facing a great enemy. After all, hackers were born in this world. They are bound by the most basic rules of the world. They can command thousands of troops on the computer, but in reality, forced power outages in the area will make everything impossible. Hackers are a fine technology, like the most exquisite embroidery, but reality is like a cruel scissors. No matter how exquisite the pattern is, it cannot withstand its sharpness.

I already have something I fear, so what about Ivan? What about his ability? What will he be afraid of?

Exposure? No, no, if this is true, then exposure can only increase his popularity. He can imagine how much impact it would have if such a nearly superpowered person appeared on the earth.

Surveillance? How to monitor? Using eyes, handcuffs? Camera, prison? Or implanting a GPS positioner, plus satellites?

Elimination is a good way, but it must be fast. If it arouses his alertness, at the speed of his instant arrival from China to Japan, plus the previous ability...

Li Litian and Yan Keshou were like two wax figures, sitting there blankly, motionless. I don’t know how long it took, but Yifan poured himself a cup of tea and drank it into his mouth, and found that it was already a little cold.

Yan Keshou's eyes moved, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, and Li Litian responded later. He spoke in a deep voice: "I understand what you mean, but do you really need to do this? We are hard-won in the current development, we can wait a little longer..."

"No, there is no time." Yifan said, opening the Eye of Space and passing the picture into the eyes of two people - the three people had already got off the car at the entrance of the community, and the newly removed posts near the building were restored. Then the picture switched quickly. In the camera, Tian Jun had already...

"We can stop them..." Li Litian was still making his last efforts.

"No, no need." Ivan insisted on vetoing, "Your vision is still narrow after all. Since the sun is about to rise, even if you struggle to push the earth, how long can it be delayed? Don't always think about your own plans. Sometimes everything goes well is not a good thing. In the face of change, we must have more confidence than anyone. Yan Keshou, why don't you speak? Don't you want to say something?"

Yan Keshou's emotions were almost depressed. The last support in his heart had collapsed. All that was left was a pile of rubble that looked like it, blocking his heart in a mess. He raised his head, looked at Ivan with the last desperate look, and asked in some clarity: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Ivan asked back.

"I don't know." Yan Keshou shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Are you still afraid of telling me?"

"If I say it, you probably won't believe it."

"Whether to say or not, it is up to you, believe it or not, it is up to me."

Ivan glanced at Yan Keshou, and said nothing more, just nodded. Then he slowly walked back to his original seat and sat down. He glanced at the two of them, and in their eyes, he slowly said: "Your world is very good. I think it can be better."

Before Ivan finished this passage seriously, Yan Keshou laughed first, and then Li Litian smiled too. Yifan glanced at the two of them. Li Litian stopped laughing, but Yan Keshou had already fallen to the ground with his stomach in his arms. His face looked distorted by the strong smile. His laughter was like a bubble in tears, rising and breaking in endless despair and sorrow, releasing a crazy laugh: "Haha... an angel!... Ha! So lucky!... We have an angel!"

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