I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 863 - 863 862. Necessary evil

Chapter 863: 862. Necessary evil Chapter 863: 862. Necessary evil “Breaking the will of Utopia…”

Lu Ban sensed something was amiss.

“You mean to say Utopia has constrained you?”

Hippocrates did not answer directly but took another sip of the wine made from honey insects, which seemed completely normal. However, since Lu Ban knew how this wine was made, he found the scene ironically amusing.

“As you are aware, Utopia created Plato, and the Saint is merely the spokesperson for the city’s will. This has been our way of life for centuries, and no one has felt it to be wrong.”

Hippocrates put down his glass and continued in a solemn voice.

“Indeed, under the system of Utopia, our lives are quite prosperous, and everyone’s lives are harmonious and orderly. Given the conditions of absolute justice, even if someone tries to exploit a loophole, it generally does not have a profound negative impact. We should be grateful for Utopia and should not harbor any thoughts of disobedience.”

To Lu Ban, Utopia had indeed achieved the ideal state for a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Here, people had to adhere to public order that was fair, just, and transparent, and act under the umbrella of absolute justice. Even if the Senate interpreted the rules, their goal was also for the survival of Utopia.

In real life, such a system is almost impossible to exist, and that’s why Utopia became synonymous with a pipedream.

This was also the difference between the two Foreign Domains. After all, in Lu Ban’s world, not abiding by the rules wouldn’t immediately result in divine retribution, and sneaking around without getting caught might truly mean getting away with it. But in the Wasteland, breaking the law would indeed result in swift retribution by the thunderbolts of Utopia.

Here there was legitimate legal authority, not governance based on individuals making laws.

Moreover, because of Utopia’s very nature, these rules and laws were of absolute justice and implemented forever for the survival of Utopia, evolving over time. One could say, this was an ideal rule-of-law society.

In such circumstances, many would be in a rush to move to Utopia, so why did Hippocrates want to oppose Utopia’s system?

Normally, this would definitely be the dialogue of an antagonist.

Lu Ban decided to listen further.

“But indeed, it is for this reason that we have lost our power to grow,”

Hippocrates said.

“Just like a baby born with teachers guiding their behavior, correcting their mistakes until they grow up, the teacher still instructs meticulously, no matter when or where, always leading them on the correct path. Gradually, they start to lose the ability to rely on their cognition to discern right from wrong.”

“But you won’t lose Utopia, will you?”

Feng Yu asked in return.

“Indeed, in the foreseeable future, we won’t lose Utopia; at least, this city will continue to coexist with the gradually improving climate of the Wasteland,”

Hippocrates said with a bitter smile.

“So you all don’t really need to grow, right?”

Feng Yu said, noting that a city with extraordinary powers like Utopia was practically heaven for those living above the wastelands, and there was no need for them to leave.

“If it were true that this world would always be barren and dangerous, then indeed we wouldn’t need to break free from Utopia’s control; we could just comfortably stay here. But the reality is not so, and what I’m concerned about isn’t without reason.”

Hippocrates lightly tapped his fingers on the table, pondering. He soon continued without hesitation.

“Actually, among the exploration teams we dispatched, we have already discovered what lay beyond what Utopia has brought us.”

“These exploration teams consist of the elite of the elite, possessing powerful extraordinary powers needed to survive in the Wasteland, firm willpower, and sufficiently fine equipment.”

“However, among these teams that ventured out to explore, few have completed their missions and returned; many of these teams lose their objectives in the Wasteland and return fruitlessly. Others encounter mishaps, resulting in total decimation, and some even defect to other city-states, becoming traitors.”

Hearing Hippocrates’s explanation, Lu Ban quickly grasped part of his meaning.

“You mean to say, Utopia’s rules exist only within the city. Once those who have grown up confined by these rules face the rule-less Wasteland, they lose restraint, leading to even more severe outcomes?”

Lu Ban speculated.

It’s like a car forever traveling on a highway, moving along a designated route. But if suddenly there’s no road, and it finds itself on an endless plain, the driver will lose direction, unclear about where to go.

“That’s correct.”

Hippocrates nodded.

“I conducted some psychological interventions on the members of the exploration teams who made it back. I quickly discovered this fact.”

“In Utopia, all their actions are regulated by rules; they know exactly what to do at what time. But once they are far from Utopia and end up on the Wasteland with no rules to follow, they start to lose their way, tangled by various matters, because there is no Utopia to tell them where they should explore today, where tomorrow, and there’s no punishment for whatever they do.”

“Likewise, some survivors also shared their experiences of being attacked, which came from wanderers on the Wasteland, bands of rogues formed by explorers who fled from other city-states. In the eyes of Utopia’s explorers, combat follows protocols; they weren’t prepared for ambushes, betrayals, or all sorts of scheming tricks. Even though Utopia’s explorers possess strong combat capabilities, facing those desperados who fought tooth and nail, they still struggle to compete.”

“Eventually, some who broke free from these restrictions quickly degenerated. They plotted against their companions, or took the treasures they excavated and left on their own, forever betraying Utopia.”

Hearing Hippocrates’ words, Lu Ban also roughly understood the other side of this city.

People who spent their whole lives in paradise do not understand the deceit common in the ordinary world.

Even with the teachings of the elders, theory is one thing, and actual encounters are another, especially in the Wasteland where life and death are moments apart. A moment’s hesitation could lead to defeat.

Just like a student who, under the supervision of parents between school and home, diligently focuses on studying and is an excellent student, but once in college, because of the lack of parental restrictions, indulges and sees their grades plummet.

People who are always externally controlled lack the capability of self-discipline.

If the Wasteland remains a wasteland forever, then Utopia could indeed continue.

But now, the Wasteland faces unprecedented changes. In a world filled with freshness, if Utopia’s people do not step out on their own, they will simply vanish.

For the survival of Utopia’s residents, they must comprehend the necessary evils of this world.