The Great Dream God

Chapter 200 Hegemony Diapers

Meng Jin's eyes were like winter ice, staring straight at the bluebird. His voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be thrown out from an ice cave: "I see that you, the bluebirds, do not sincerely want to make me the emperor of the human empire, but you intend to use me as a stepping stone and use my flesh and blood to pave your way to the pinnacle of power, right! Your calculations are clanging, but they cannot conceal the greed and cunning in your hearts."

"The respect you speak of is nothing but a stopgap measure, and the admiration in your eyes is nothing but a tool to be exploited. You, the bluebirds, seem to fly proudly, but in fact you are hiding a sharp edge, and every feather is stained with the luster of ambition." Meng Jin's words were full of sarcasm, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the bluebird's heart and reveal its hidden secrets.

"You want to use my power to break the status quo and realize your grand ambitions. But don't forget, cannon fodder also has the dignity of cannon fodder. I will not be anyone's pawn, nor will I let my destiny be manipulated by others." Meng Jin's tone was firm and he did not back down. His back looked more lonely and resolute in the cold moonlight.

"Bluebird clan, your ambitions are obvious to all, but I, Meng Jin, will never let you manipulate me. I'm afraid your wishful thinking will fail." His words were loud and clear, like a heavy hammer, hitting the Bluebird's heart, and making the entire night sky echo with his warning and determination.

Qingque's pupils suddenly contracted, as if pierced by a needle. His body stiffened like a stone at that moment, and a look of shock froze on his face. He couldn't believe what he heard. The words were like cold arrows, shooting straight into his heart. He shook his head slowly, trying to dispel the sudden confusion.

"Sir, your thinking seems to be in a misunderstanding." Qingque's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart. "What you said is to put emotion above reason. But in this world, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. The relationship between us should not be defined by hatred, but measured by common goals and interests."

He raised his eyes, his gaze as sharp as an eagle, and looked directly into the other person's eyes. "You may have a deep hatred for the Bluebirds. I understand that it may be due to past conflicts or misunderstandings. However, we should look at things with an open mind. Past scars cannot determine the direction of the future. Our enemies may be our allies today and our opponents tomorrow. The relationship between us and the enemy is not static. It changes with time and changes in interests."

Qingque took a deep breath and continued, "Hatred will only blind us and make us lose our minds. Only by grasping the truly eternal interests can we gain a foothold in this ever-changing world. So, I implore you to reconsider, put aside your prejudices, and see if we can find the possibility of cooperation in common interests."

Meng Jin shook his head slowly, his eyes were deep and firm, as if he had seen through the fog of history. "I have neither hatred nor love for you. It's just that your behavior of manipulating the fate of the human empire in the dark is like playing with fire and getting burned." His words were full of warning and reason.

Recalling the distant ancient times, when you were ruthlessly expelled by the Farmaya Empire, was that tragedy really entirely blamed on those cat-obsessed priests of the Farmaya Empire? Meng Jin raised the question, with a speculative light flashing in his eyes. "I think things are probably not that simple. Behind every decision and every conflict, there are complex interweaving and cause and effect. The behavior of those charlatans may be the fuse, but the root cause may be deeper and more complicated."

He continued, "The wheel of history rolls forward, and every participant is both a promoter and a pushed. Although you are powerful, if you ignore the human heart and the balance of justice, then no matter how covert the manipulation is, you will face backlash. The lessons of the Farmaya Empire should be remembered. The mirror of history reflects not only the shadow of the past, but also the omen of the future." Meng Jin's words, like an ancient fable, make people think deeply.

Qingque's voice was firm and powerful, and every word was like thunder that struck people's hearts. "It was indeed their fault. The facts have been engraved in ink on the scroll of history! We did not provoke disputes or actively invade. We were just defending our dignity and freedom. We were enslaved, living under shackles, longing for light and liberation. Is there anything wrong with such a wish?" The fire burning in his eyes illuminated the darkness around him.

"We rebel not because we are bloodthirsty or malicious, but because we cannot endure the endless oppression. We want to breathe the air of freedom and see children running carefree in the sun. Our struggle is just to make life have the value it deserves and to free our souls from being bound. Is this a sin?" Qingque's words were like a torrent, impacting the old ideas.

"History books don't lie, they record the truth, the crimes of those who tried to erase our existence. We are innocent, and our blood and tears are the ironclad evidence they have cast. We resist not to destroy, but to build a more just and equal world. With a clear conscience, we just want to get rid of the shackles and pursue our own sky. Isn't this the purest desire in everyone's heart?" Qingque's question, like a cry echoing in the long river of history, is deafening and makes people think deeply.

Meng Jin's sneer was like a cold winter wind, biting and mocking, "And then? How do you explain what you did in the Human Empire? You always preach that everyone is equal, but this noble ideal has become a tool for you to suppress those nobles who are not wholeheartedly loyal to the Human Empire. They are silent under your slogans, while you are secretly eroding their interests. Is this what you call innocence and justice?" His words were like a sharp dagger, piercing people's hearts.

With the flame of belief burning in Qingque's eyes, she retorted: "Shouldn't we pursue equality for all? In my opinion, this is the most basic and most crucial principle!" Her voice was firm and powerful, as if every word was forged with determination.

Meng Jin almost laughed out loud, with sarcasm evident in his words: "Equality for all, what a beautiful ideal, but are you ambitious people really qualified to talk about this? You use it to cover up your greed and trample on the rights and interests of others. Such equality is nothing but a game of self-deception." His words were like a sledgehammer, smashing Qingque's ideal world, forcing people to re-examine the true meaning of so-called equality.

Qingque frowned and looked at Mengjin: "Why are we not qualified to talk about equality for all? Is it possible that equality for all must be equal among some other ethnic group? Is it possible that there is no equality among that ethnic group? We are not qualified to talk about equality for all. Even our Qingque tribe is not qualified. Then what is equality for all?"