Chapter 528

"When a disease breaks out, one tenth of the people get it, and the remaining nine tenths are uninfected. They choose to kill that one tenth so that the remaining nine tenths can live more safely. Because nine out of ten is the majority, and one out of ten is the minority, this is a matter that embraces the interests of most people, so he is just.

And if the situation changes.

In an outbreak of disease, nine out of ten people are ill, and the rest are uninfected. They choose to kill nine out of ten and let one out of ten live. So this is an evil thing. It's a heinous thing, because he chose to sacrifice most people to complete a small number of people. "

"Obviously it's the same thing, but because the number of people on both sides is different, the result is totally different. When one in ten people get sick, nine in ten people can, for their own benefit, send one in ten people to the scaffold in a tone full of justice. And when nine out of ten people get sick, if one in ten dare to make such a request, they may be the first to be eliminated. Even they don't do anything, just sit quietly at home. Some people with diseases may rush into the homes of those who don't have diseases for a while because of jealousy and kill them. "

Having said all this, the martial arts of the cult once again looked at ye Ziheng.

"Now, do you still think that zongmen is the so-called justice, and we are the so-called evil?"

Ye Ziheng is silent. He doesn't know how to answer this question.

Seeing this, there was a faint smile on the face of the martial artist of the cult.

"In this world, there is no so-called right or wrong. There are only a lot of people and a few people fighting for each other's interests. But most of the time, the majority can always win the minority by virtue of their number."

"As for those who do harm to others, we have killed others for our own interests, and you have killed our people for the interests of a large number of people, but we don't make any difference."

After that, there was a faint smile on the face of the martial artist of the cult.

"Elder martial brother ye, I have brought the medicine!"

The voice of the disciple came and yanked ye Ziheng back from his thinking. Ye Ziheng shook his head and looked at the disciple with a smile.

Ye Ziheng clears all the dialogue about the heresy martial artists in his mind, remembers his real purpose of coming here, with a slight frown, and thinks for a while.

"Give me something. Call manager Yan. Let him go with you at the celebration party. It's a small reward for his care these days."

The disciple smiled and nodded, then handed the medicine to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng took the medicine in his hand and looked at the disciple who was going away slowly. He thought about something in his mind. After a long time, his face showed a little firmness. It seemed that he had made up his mind and turned to the disciples of the cult.

"We're going to have a celebration party. Everyone will leave. You can escape then."

With that, ye Ziheng directly put the medicine in his hand on the ground. By the way, he took out a first-class dagger from the storage ring and put it on the ground. Then he directly turned around and left.