My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 1716 The ultimate goal of mountains and rivers!

When Zhao Zhuwei saw the river, she immediately became nervous.

After all, she is one of the bosses of the Shanhe organization, so it is impossible for Zhao Zhuwei to not be nervous.

Yang Feng looked at the hotel not far away and said, "Wait for me at the hotel entrance for a while."

"Then come back soon."

Zhao Zhuwei was reluctant and walked towards the hotel hesitantly.

Then she looked back every three steps and looked at Yang Feng and He sitting together.

He was drinking the local wine alone at this time, and smiled and said: "It seems that you encountered some trouble today, and you came back a little later than expected."

"You are also bored, waiting for me here on purpose."

Yang Feng picked up a cup next to him and shared He's bottle of wine without any hesitation.

He raised his glass and said, "Cheers?"

"Forget it. I'm not interested in toasting with you. If you have something to do, I hope you can hurry up. My friends are still waiting for me."

Yang Feng didn't appreciate it at all.

He was somewhat helpless, and spread his hands and said: "You are really heartless. Actually, your personality is quite suitable for us."

"So you guys are so heartless too?"

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "Just like you tried to kill everyone here with your heels."

"You really did see what's under that ancient town."

He Lu was not surprised.

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you put the things there to wait for time, right?"

"Yes, the heat of the desert can keep the heels alive for a while longer."

He replied calmly, "Because now is not the time for us to take action."

"The action you mentioned is related to the Black and White Plan?"

Yang Feng asked bluntly.

He knows this and it's probably no secret now.

He smiled and said, "Yes, now that Qizhong is in our hands, this is not worth keeping secret."

"I want to know, can I?"

"Of course, if you want to know I can tell you."

He smiled and said, "In fact, from the name, you should be able to guess that the most important thing about this plan is classification, just like white and black back then."

"What do you mean?"

"Help people classify, decide whether they are alive or dead."

River replied calmly.

"You are not qualified!"

Yang Feng said without hesitation.

He guessed it, but he didn't want to guess it, so he seemed surprisingly angry.

He had seen through his thoughts long ago and said, "It seems like you already had a premonition."

"I just found it strange before. According to your Spark Plan, the number of people who can finally enter the barrier and survive is only a few hundred million at most, right?"

Yang Feng said, "But you claim that you can accommodate more than one billion people. This is impossible."

"You are right. That number is what we promised to some people, such as family partners in other regions."

He did not deny it and said, "If the number of people is too small, they will feel a sense of crisis."

"But in fact, you intend to eliminate most of them through special means, right?"

Yang Feng asked.

He smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, just like the way we wiped out those backward races in the past, people nowadays live too comfortably. Many of them are only able to survive thanks to current technology, but in fact they don't have the right to live."

"What did you say?!"

"Is not it?"

He asked Yang Feng in return, "I think you must have met many people since you came here, right? Don't you see the kind of ignorance and disgust that shouldn't exist in this world in them?"

At this time, He no longer concealed his thoughts.

There was a chill in Yang Feng's eyes.

If there weren't so many people here, he would probably have taken action already.

He didn't care about Yang Feng's idea at all, but continued: "Our black and white plan is very simple, which is to divide people into two types, black or white. Those who are classified as white can continue to survive, as for those who are classified as black..."

“Isn’t this classified by skin?”

"Most of them are not, but this place is too backward and there are very few people who are worthy of it. We will give them special marks."

River said, "We will probably allocate 10 million places in Africa."

"So you can rely on your heels to kill the people you want with the plague accurately?"

"Yes, and those who are classified as white will naturally have the ability to resist the heel and survive."

He smiled and said, "You can think of it as a plague without the virus, and we have the only solution."

“You’re playing with everybody’s lives.”

"It's useless for these people to be alive. They have no meaning other than wasting food. But if they die, it can actually add some fertility to the land."

River said, "Oh, by the way, the people killed by the heel are no different from ordinary deaths of old age, so they won't be infected with any bacteria."

"..."

Yang Feng said nothing.

But his face looked very ugly.

He should have thought of it long ago. Since the people of Shanhe could not accommodate so many people, they must have a way to kill those humans who could not enter.

But what Yang Feng didn't expect was that they had started preparing from now on.

"Okay, don't be so angry. Everyone will die, we just helped them die earlier, what's there to be sad about?"

River's tone was light and airy.

In his eyes, the death of these people is good news for the world.

Yang Feng calmed down at this time and said coldly: "Can I hear your arrangements for others?"

"of course can."

He smiled and said, "We will leave a lot of quotas for China, about 200 million, which can reach half of the future population."

"That is to say, you have to kill one of the seven Chinese people."

"They are already very lucky, because Shanda still has some feelings for China."

He spoke calmly, "In the future, we will only have so many resources to support so many people."

"..."

Yang Feng did not answer again.

He already knew what Shanhe's black and white plan was, and also knew what they were going to do next.

"How about another drink?"

After He took a sip himself, he raised his glass again and asked.

Yang Feng did not argue with him, but asked calmly: "Is Sima Shan still in China?"

"It looks like you have something to say to him."

He was not surprised, but just said: "It's a pity that he is in seclusion. If you want to see him, you may have to wait, but I think Lord Shan should be willing to see you."

"Um……"

Yang Feng didn't continue talking, but got up and went back to the hotel.

The river did not stop him, he just continued to drink alone.

Zhao Zhuwei waited here for a long time and finally saw Yang Feng coming back.

Before Zhao Zhuwei could say hello, she saw Yang Feng's unhappy expression.