My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle - 388.Crime and Punishment

“Has he written other books?”

Old Jack didn’t know that Dostoyevsky had other works. Over the years, he had read “The Brothers Karamazov” to pieces. Now that Gu Zhuo told himself that he had other works, he immediately became interested again and asked Gu Zhuo about it.

“Yes, I personally think that one of his most famous works is called “Crime and Punishment”, and others include “The Insulted and Injured Man”, “The Poor”, and “The Idiot”. At least this is what I know .”

“Have you seen them all?”

Old Jack asked Gu Zhuo with some admiration.

“yes.”

“What’s that book “Crime and Punishment” about?”

Old Jack asked with interest.

“It tells about a young man who wants to change an unfair society and change the reality of the disparity between rich and poor. He wants to eliminate harm for the people and prove that he is one of those supermen. Those supermen are the people he thinks can make history. The social order they established through bloodshed was observed by others.

“In order to prove himself, he killed an old woman who was a loan shark, and also killed her sister. But in the end, he found that the old woman’s sister was also exploited and oppressed.

“Not only that, he often suffered from inner pain and suffering, and finally chose to surrender to the police station and declare the fact that he had committed a crime.”

Gu Zhuo briefly told the story.

Surprisingly, this story aroused V’s interest, and he asked Gu Zhuo:

“Why he finally surrendered and why he felt pain and suffering again, I can’t understand.”

“Because he killed someone, he was just a poor student who couldn’t afford rent and tuition. He was afraid of being judged. Even if someone later took the blame for him, he still lived in fear.

“More importantly, he was a brave and honest man who believed he had no right to judge other people’s lives.

“Except God, no one can judge other people’s lives. The law can judge the evil of people’s behavior, but it cannot judge others spiritually.”

This sentence made V stunned for a moment. Not only him, but also Old Jack’s expression didn’t look good.

Only then did Gu Zhuo realize that he drank too much today and talked too much.

Some words cannot be said lightly, as if the people at the top prohibit people from reading because they are afraid that people will have ideas.

What he just told and the story he told will undoubtedly plunge V and Old Jack into an endless cycle of thoughts.

What I just said was not denying the legitimacy of their revolution?

He thought for a while and said:

“On the surface, the book he wrote seems to mean what I said, but the book is too thick, and I don’t remember the details, only some things that are easy to remember. Dostoyevsky is a A great warrior and thinker, followed by a writer. I believe that if he is still alive in this world, he will definitely become a person like you.

“He wrote so many books, all criticizing the chaotic society in which the protagonist lived. He could write about the misfortunes that people suffered at that time, but he could not point out what the right path was. Therefore, he was also very painful, whether he was the protagonist or not. Still Dostoyevsky.”

After Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he went to see the two people.

Old Jack touched his face, took out his pipe from his pocket, and put a large handful of tobacco in it. Some tobacco even spilled out of the pipe and fell to the ground.

But Old Jack didn’t care so much. He lit the tobacco and took a deep puff. He didn’t speak, as if he was thinking about something.

V was silent for a while and then asked:

“If a world is bad enough, are we qualified to destroy it on God’s behalf?

“K?”

After V asked, he turned to Gu Zhuo, stared at him closely, and asked.

Gu Zhuo saw him turn around and stare at him. His expression was full of doubts and confusion. Gu Zhuo had never seen this expression on his face before, like a thick cloud.

Gu Zhuo is not a great philosopher or thinker. Everything he knows comes from his own insights after reading those books.

Seeing V now and asking himself, Gu Zhuo thought for a long time before finally shrugging and saying:

“I don’t know, but I think, damn, God might not care about us at all. No matter how bad the world is, He won’t even look at us.”

Hearing Gu Zhuo’s answer, V laughed and took the “Brothers Karamazov” from Gu Zhuo’s hand. He glanced at it casually and said:

“I do have the opportunity to read books, if I want to. But I have never read them. I feel that reading these books is just a waste of my limited life and time. I want to study more useful things and learn more precious things. Knowledge, and then use it on those fat rats to eliminate them all from the world.

“But I never thought that these elegant books could actually talk about these things and make me fucking think. Thinking about these things I have already decided to do, hey, if I didn’t only have one day, I must read all these books.”

Having said this, V stopped reading and handed the book back to Gu Zhuo:

“If we can really overthrow Paradise Island in the future, I must distribute all the books in the world’s library and Paradise Island to everyone, let them all read the books! I want everyone to know that thought is Free, man is free.

“Fuck, assets are free too!

“God doesn’t care whether we live or die, good or bad. I am a god. I will destroy this world myself. No one can oppress anyone anymore!”

Gu Zhuo took the book and was not surprised to hear V’s sudden ambitious words.

In the past, when he was on the battlefield, he had heard even more passionate slogans.

Sometimes having slogans and beliefs can make people more resilient.

“Do you have any religion?”

Gu Zhuo asked him.

“Old Jack and I don’t have one, but if you insist on saying that the Odin that Old Jack believes in is a religious belief, then he does. As for other people, they have their own weird beliefs. Let me tell you something secretly. That guy Xuesui is the biggest religious leader in the family.

“And her religion is simply a fucking heresy. No wonder she always wants to cooperate with me to create a new world together. But I will not hand over the world and the people to her.”

After V finished speaking, Old Jack’s pipe squeezed over and tapped him lightly on the head:

“We haven’t protested yet. You just say something like this, and you are not afraid that walls have ears. Who will hear you? Tell that woman?”

“Tell me, even if she knows, she will not terminate her cooperation with us, because now we are the only ones who dare to rebel! Others have long lost this idea and become devoured by the capitalist world. One screw!”

V looked fearless, so Old Jack ignored him and continued smoking alone.

Gu Zhuo looked up at the sky again. From the beginning, he was full of disappointment in this dark starry sky.

He couldn’t even see a star.

This darkness made him feel an inexplicable panic, and even made him sober.

Kant once said that morality is the starry sky above man’s head.

But in such a seemingly prosperous era, there is no crisis or the oppressive feeling of doomsday. Although there are a group of monsters that I have seen with my own eyes, they do not pose much of a threat to the world and society.

It was such an era, but the starry sky dimmed.

Just like the morality in people’s hearts, all is lost and silent.

Gu Zhuo sighed and closed his eyes.

The only sentence he was thinking about at this time was a sentence from “Crime and Punishment”.

“My only worry is whether our lives tomorrow will be worthy of the suffering we endure today.”