Inside the giant tree, at this moment, Blington could not help but hum softly.
For him, what is called humanity is merely "surplus value."
He is from an old noble family; the family prospered since the Hundred Years' War, then spread investments, helping Washington defeat Great Britain, helping Lincoln dismantle Southern Slaveholders, and investing in World War I and World War II.
To this day, they have always been on the winning side.
For them, this world only has two options left: "surplus value" and "competitors." After the competitors were cleared out through the Salem incident, only surplus value remains in this world.
After all, aren't those students who study madly, those corporate drones who drift through life, and those debt-ridden ordinary people, who are struggling with all their might to survive, just tools living in cages?
Isn't it only right to release them and turn their value into a stepping stone for us, the great pioneers?
