Yang Wen saw Lin Zhendong was deep in thought and deliberately kept quiet.
He waited until Lin Zhendong raised his head and looked over before continuing, "Sir, a nuclear bomb level extraordinary is the most important existence in any extraordinary organization."
"Once a nuclear bomb extraordinary dies, the organization's level will immediately drop by one tier, and the power they have will also drop."
"A nuclear bomb level extraordinary will die?" Lin Zhendong asked in shock.
"It's normal. People have all kinds of accidents. Although they're a nuclear bomb-level extraordinary, they're still human. Humans will always encounter some unsolvable dangers." Yang Wen sighed.
"That's true. People will have many problems." Lin Zhendong nodded.
He continued to ask, "Oh right, is the level of extraordinary organization automatically decreasing or something? Who will evaluate it? For example, if the nuclear bomb level extraordinary of my organization dies and I hide it from others, isn't my organization still first-tier?"
"Of course, you can hide it," Yang Wen said with a smile, "However, some top-notch conflicts of interest and fights must be resolved with the presence of a nuclear bomb level extraordinary."
"You can find an excuse once or twice, but the other organizations will come to find you if you don't show up three or four times. After your nuclear bomb level extraordinary is dead, the other organizations will immediately open their mouths and devour him."
"So, as long as a nuclear weapon-level extraordinary fall, regardless of whether it's hidden or exposed, the organization's power will inevitably decline."
"After countless experiences and lessons, the current organization is very eye-catching. Rather than being forced to decline and face all kinds of risks, it's better to be prepared to automatically shrink and wait for the day when we rise again."
"When you're prepared, you can minimize the risk of losing a nuclear bomb-level extraordinary."
"This is also why there are rumors about extraordinary organizations that have existed for thousands of years hidden in the fourth-tier. It is indeed possible." Yang Wen sighed.
"What was the earliest beginning of this extraordinary organization? How did they start?" Lin Zhendong took the opportunity to ask about some non-confidential matters.
"Simple. Occupy a lair, develop it privately, and operate it privately. One can naturally establish an extraordinary organization with resources." Yang Wen smiled.
"I see." Lin Zhendong nodded.
However, he still had a question, "Are the treatment of these extraordinary organizations good? I feel that there are too many extraordinary organizations. How can they recruit many people to work for an extraordinary organization?"
Yang Wen was stunned for a moment. Then, he smiled proudly and said, "I don't know about the other extraordinary organizations, but the Bauhinia Legion is pretty good. Sir, you can join if you're interested. I believe Mrs. Su Yan will be happy to be your referee."
Seeing Lin Zhendong shake his head and wave his hand to reject him without hesitation, Yang Wen sighed helplessly and paused before continuing, "I don't know about your situation, but I think you should have seen something."
These words made Lin Zhendong frown and wait for the follow-up.
"Let's not talk about other countries first. Take our Zhongyun Empire as an example. The government has announced the cultivation methods of the two major systems of [body technique] and [spiritual] to the entire population. They have even implemented them directly into the compulsory courses from kindergarten to university."
"You are a high school student, so you should know that although the two major elements, [body technique] and [spiritual], have reached a stage where everyone can cultivate them, the level of strength varies from person to person."
Lin Zhendong nodded his head vigorously. He knew this very well.
At this moment, Yang Wen seemed to have met a soulmate. He opened his mouth and complained, "If everyone's cultivation strength is determined according to their aptitude, then there's nothing much to say. Some geniuses have gifts from the heavens. We cannot compare to them and can only accept our fate."
"But the reality isn't like that. People with power and influence will have special treatment! You also know what special treatment is. It's all kinds of cultivation resources and powerful teachers."
"Ordinary students can only get some resources from their parents and cultivate according to the official information. Poor people can even give up on the idea of cultivating! On the other hand, the nobles can enjoy the training resources to their heart's content! Even a cultivation idiot can forcefully pull it to an extraordinary level!"
"Some might say that their ancestors worked hard for several generations in exchange for the special treatment their descendants have today. You just started. How can you compare yourself to someone wealthy for many generations?"
"You want a fair competition with the descendants of people, who have eight generation worth of resources? How is it fair?"
"Alright, logically speaking, it's unfair to wipe out the accumulated wealth of eight generations and ask for fair competition on the same starting line as you."
"But since we were born in this era and are in this seems fair and unfair situation, why don't we make a change?"
"Follow the official system? Hehe..." Yang Wen, who was speaking excitedly, suddenly reacted and quickly explained, "Sir, I'm not mocking you. You've joined the job and haven't felt how restrained and terrifying the system is."
"It's okay. Continue." Lin Zhendong quickly waved his hand.
After listening to Yang Wen's words, he knew this old man was a little angry, but Lin Zhendong thought it was a normal reaction.
He was an orphan. Although he had good neighbors, a good unit to take care of him, and his father's legacy, he had grown up smoothly.
However, it did not mean he did not know what Yang Wen was talking about. Because he was in the family area of the Special Protection Department, he could understand more about the situation.
For example, the resources produced by the lair could only be purchased with gold coins.
And where did the gold coins come from? The most basic source of income was from the country, which would distribute the salary according to the job position.
It was already considered good. Although it had not spread to everyone in the country, it had spread to everyone with a job. It could be said that it covered all the elites of society.
On the contrary, in foreign countries, they either directly controlled the lair and did not give anything to outsiders or sold the resources produced by the lair at an expensive price, ensuring that only those at the top of the pyramid could enjoy it.
In comparison, Zhongyun was already a great and fair country.
Therefore, Lin Zhendong did not pay much attention to Yang Wen's explanation. Yang Wen's meaning was that cultivation resources were monopolized by the government and the giants. The extraordinary organizations were the ones who broke this monopoly and allowed ordinary people to enjoy cultivation resources.
Therefore, the extraordinary organizations did not lack manpower. Instead, they were troubled by the number of people who wanted to join them.
It was unknown whether Yang Wen did it on purpose or not. He kept talking about the most common complaints of those online nationalists.
Lin Zhendong asked about the extraordinary organizations several times, including the Vodun Sect that controlled Yang Wen's younger brother. Yang Wen only said a few big and meaningless words before he changed the topic to the nationalistic youth.
Lin Zhendong knew he would not get any information out of Yang Wen.
Or rather, with their current relationship, he could only get this information.
Thus, the two of them chatted for the entire journey. The car sent him back to the family area of Yuandong District.
After putting Lin Zhendong down, Yang Wen told him to contact him if he needed help and the car left in a flash.
Looking at the bright sunlight, Lin Zhendong suddenly felt a little dazed. It was only afternoon?
Just the journey alone had taken him seven to eight hours, and he had only spent a little time in the second-class lair.
Why did it feel like a long time had passed?
Shaking his head, he swiped his card, greeted the guard, and went home.