My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 584 - 374: Not My Favorite Apostle, Just Kill Him Directly

"Mr. Faust, please enjoy some black tea." The wooden butler formed from tree roots elegantly poured the tea.

Faust seemed quite satisfied with the elegance and etiquette, even though this was just a Tree-man casually molded by Xue Dili.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xue Dili silently took out his phone and searched something.

"How is a comprador power formed?"

Then the artificial idiot briefly pondered, and a vast array of information popped up.

Internally, it manifests as collusion with feudal forces, externally selling sovereignty and interests, implementing monopolistic and parasitic bureaucratic comprador...

Xue Dili: ...

How come the more he listened, the more familiar it sounded, swapping the nouns in Faust’s story with warlords, replacing foreign gods with capital and Fusang, substituting Divine Tree with intelligence agency...

It seems like an old acquaintance has come...

Xue Dili felt quite akin to the Venerable King’s saying that there is nothing new beneath him; now even such a textbook case of bureaucratic comprador pseudo-government has come?

Can they encounter our transport brigade president’s operation?

Xue Dili even felt his thoughts at this moment were like a wild horse running freely, perhaps slightly differing from a certain Mr. Wang of old, more akin to a Vichy France that surrendered in 42 days.

So is this Faust the "De Gaulle" rebelling against Vichy France?

Xue Dili immediately laughed, all comprador governments are alike; back then Vichy France fought desperately to maintain the original crew’s superior status, ruthlessly exploiting native workers and exterminating revolutionaries.

They didn’t have the skills to fight Little Mustache, but they were adept at quelling revolutions, and in great measure.

Xue Dili thought of Vichy France and said, "Are the females of your world used as bargaining chips, or do they actively attach themselves?"

Faust suddenly paused in his tea-drinking motion and let out a sigh: "Apostle, you can deduce even this. In my world, according to statistics, legal prostitutes account for more than 12% of the total population; you should be able to imagine what kind of situation this figure represents."

Xue Dili didn’t need to think about the state represented by this data; he only had to think of Vichy France to understand what it was like.

Xue Dili suddenly felt grateful for having such a pragmatic mother; six million years ago, she elbowed down the descending Divine Tree, and 3,000 years ago she elbowed Zeus to his demise, giving him an advantage back then.

Originally, Xue Dili thought the Twelfth Apostle would be someone with special skills, but this time he surprisingly didn’t want to handle that mess, only wished to secretly eliminate the Twelfth Apostle.

After all, they were just someone who entered the Parliament a few hundred years before him, particularly considering how fraught they were with the comprador class’s compromising nature and weakness.

Unlike the Eleventh Apostle, in the meeting after the death of the Ninth Apostle, Xue Dili knew the Eleventh Apostle’s home planet was invaded by the Ninth Apostle. Back then, the Eleventh Apostle directly advanced to Tier Five, chasing the Ninth Apostle off the home planet, which resulted in a deadly feud. When the Ninth Apostle died, the Sixth Apostle first suspected it was the Eleventh who took action to kill the Ninth Apostle.

Previously, Xue Dili always thought Zeus was already the finest among the dog breeds, yet after going through more experiences, he was always able to exclaim...

Are there more experts?

Reflecting on this, Zeus’s painstaking calculations just for seizing the world’s command no longer seemed like such a big deal.

Not even as good as the Divine King, who genuinely stepped up when events occurred, dragging the Divine Tree and a fully formed Xue Dili into the Genesis for a Xuanwu Gate duel.

The Divine Tree and the Giant God of Destruction engaged in a divine war beneath Xuanwu Gate before all of Holy City’s people and those followers, determining not just superiority but life and death.

Though the Divine King was quite abstract, at least he had the courage for a Xuanwu Gate duel, only considering reconciliation after hours of fruitless fighting.

Unlike this Twelfth Apostle who didn’t even have the courage for Xuanwu Gate, simply handing over as the comprador force, bringing in all his Angel Investors to become world managers.

"Six." Xue Dili could only give this evaluation.

Faust didn’t speak any further; perhaps things weren’t as simple as he described; among the newly elected apostles and these relatives, there might be more secrets and heart journeys unknown to others.

But Mr. Wang once wrote "grasp the dagger, unburden the youthful head," and Vich Fran’s surrender faction Petain was once a hero of France in World War One, once hailed as the next Napoleon or Joan of Arc, who could have thought he would become Little Mustache’s lapdog?

Yet Xue Dili had already mentally prepared to secretly kill the Twelfth Apostle, not believing that someone who only consumed a single fruit couldn’t be killed by him.

Even if there’s really no way, he still has the last card, the power called Self-Destructor.

"So, in the end, you also chose to use divine descent, preparing to find another apostle to break the deadlock in your world?" Xue Dili put down the teacup and looked at Faust.

"This is the only choice left, only the True God can kill a god, although I don’t think introducing another apostle again will be good or bad for the situation, but I have no other options." The gentleman smiled, and then, seemingly schizophrenic, fell into madness.

"The worst outcome is just extinction; choosing annihilation is always better than living in a world worse than death." He laughed, revealing another piece of intel to Xue Dili, "Moreover, I failed, but my comrades haven’t failed yet, they are still secretly gathering strength, readying to rebel against the jokers, they will still be our resolute allies."