My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

They began to shift from extreme flattery to extreme insults.

"New God, do you intend to kill everyone? Look, he can kill us today, and tomorrow he can kill all of you!"

"New God, do you think that by killing all the nobles, others will live better? Without the nobles’ management, the whole world will only fall into chaos and filth!"

"Others will automatically become the new nobility. Nobility cannot be eliminated. Today you’ve killed us, and tomorrow those lowly ones who rise will become an even more despicable new nobility. As long as humanity exists, nobility will inevitably exist!"

"All those willing to work for you have been killed by you. I wonder how you, such a brainless guy, will handle this!"

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"Everyone, don’t worry, don’t worry, sit in a row, chop off heads, step on backs!" The Xiao Organization remained unmoved. They had already basically rounded up the nine generations of these nobles, and now they were all on their way to custody.

Amidst the nobles’ terrified pleas and extreme insults, "Snap!"

The guillotine came down, and heads rolled off the platform.

The nobles felt as if the death of the hare brought sorrow to the fox, but when they expected the lowly people to stand with them in rebellion against the New God, they suddenly realized an indescribable cheer erupted amongst the lowly.

"Next is you, Hals Family!"

"You’ll reap what you sow, New God! You slaughter so wildly; surely you’ll face retribution. I’ll wait for you in Hell, waiting for you to die a million times worse than I did, and it still won’t be enough!" shouted Patriarch Hals.

"If there were retribution, you nobles would already have died from it!" The executioner of the Xiao Organization kicked and broke his leg, the bone piercing through the skin, and the previously cursing voice now only cried, snot and tears flowing, clutching his leg in agony.

"Execute!"

"Snap!"

"Good, good, good, kill them well! Yeah!"

The bodies of the nobles formed a long queue. This assembly of crime announcement and criticism went on until the evening, with noble heads rolling, and bodies clad in fine clothes even piling up to form a small mountain.

This was just the nobles slaughtered in front of the public. Many more noble members were uprooted by the rapidly expanding Xiao Organization, which swelled to tens of millions, the eggs of their families smashed and scattered.

Xue Dili glanced at the beginning, then left.

And now, Xue Dili found that the existence of the Mysterious Nobles had its own rationale.

The system constructed by Mephisto resembled the "Colonizer"-"Comprador Empire"-"Exploitation Company" exploitation triangle, with Mephisto representing the colonizer, Mysterious Nobles representing the comprador empire, and gangs as the exploitation companies.

The overall structure even somewhat resembled the British Empire’s East India Company colonizing India.

Mephisto gained a large population resource, which was both her capital supplied to the Fourth Apostle and the fertilizer to feed the Divine Tree. She awaited her complete transformation into a Marquis-level Apostle, soaring in strength and freeing herself from the Fourth Apostle’s control.

However, this would inevitably cause the accumulation of grassroots contradictions and anger to reach a threshold. When contradictions and anger accumulated to the point of uprising, Mephisto would support the strategy of "killing nobles to replace with new nobles," akin to colonizers’ operations in South America and Africa, while also harvesting the nobles and diverting contradictions.

Moreover, the rot of nobles and the suffering of the grassroots created a stark contrast, forcing the lower class to place their faith in him as a "God" for redemption.

That is, the nobles become Mephisto’s scapegoats; when finally, Mephisto achieves the complete Marquis-level Apostle and reclaims all powers of the world, she would proceed to eliminate these scapegoat nobles.

The Mysterious Nobles perhaps intuitively sensed they were becoming such scapegoats, so they cleverly established an "Occult Gang" system among subordinates, similarly replacing this scapegoat role with the gangs they controlled.

Whenever a place faced insuppressible contradiction and anger, they would bring out the gang as the scapegoat, while enrolling those angry lowly people to become new gang members, in a cycle of repetition.

Thus, this constituted the Russian nesting doll-like exploitation and oppression in this world.

Mephisto was the oppressive pinnacle of this framework, superficially a pure and noble god, but actually the greatest oppressor in essence.

This is the necessary reason for the existence of Mysterious Nobles and Occult Gangs, all to form a government existing for oppression.

Just like in a world rampant with evil soul masters, without these soul masters’ killing, how could the purity and greatness of Divine King be accentuated?

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Thus, this is also why Xue Dili will not interfere in the affairs of Earth even now.

He knows his own capabilities are limited, so he would only be an ordinary person in his hometown. His current capabilities only allow for perspectives that are more advanced than those of these feudal-like worlds, but for Earth, his vision remains too shallow.

Therefore, he will only observe Earth’s development silently, unless a world-ending Third World War or similar crisis like the eruption of the Divine Tree occurs, only then would Xue Dili act.

He understands his limitations; in essence, he only possesses the capability of an average university student. Overthrowing systems like feudalism, serfdom, tribal structures, he could achieve, but anything beyond is beyond his reach.