Professor Spencer was a little nervous: "Professor Ulysses, we should not discuss such topics, as rational learning will know."

"The Reason Society has already known it, don't forget that I am a member of the Reason Society."

Professor Spencer unconsciously lowered his voice, "This is different."

"Haha, I don't think there is any difference. Tell me Professor Spencer, what is rational learning?"

Professor Spencer looked confused, but Ulysses gave the answer.

"Reason Learning is an organization composed of people, and as a member of the organization, I am part of this organization. In a sense, I am a rational learning. From the day I joined the society, my introducer explained to me the purpose of the rational learning. As long as I can look at the problem rationally, nothing cannot be discussed. Do not let ignorance conceal wisdom, and do not let timidity conceal the truth. From the perspective of reason, strength is strength. Even if the power comes from mysterious things that we do not understand at all, as long as we apply it properly, it can still bring unprecedented achievements.

We should not conceal those mysterious beings, but should contact them, understand them, face them, and eventually use them, and I have never hidden my own view of such events, and if reason learns to violate the rules it has set itself, then we should correct it.

Now I think we should continue the topic just now - as a member of my rational learning."

Professor Gary thoughtfully and was obviously moved. However, Sean couldn't help but shake his head. Isn't this old man stupid? He can take such words seriously. You are not a leader learned rationally, but just an ordinary member. You dare to say such words casually.

If you can't prepare this lounge, you will have a spy who has learned rationally. If you want to report this matter, you are afraid that you will not be able to afford it.

Shawn shook his head and was extremely concealed, but Ulysses still noticed, "Does Professor Shawn have any great arguments?"

Sean felt the eyes coming from around him and knew that he had to respond positively. People in this world are very serious about this philosophical theory discussion, especially for professors and scholars in universities. Therefore, everyone is very cautious about their speeches, but in the same way, if they choose to retreat in the face of questioning, it is very illegitimate in people's eyes.

It’s like a martial arts master fighting, and it’s one thing that can’t fight, but if you don’t even dare to take action, you won’t be able to mess around in the circle from now on.

But he can't say it directly, he can't say that rationality learns too terrible. We can't talk nonsense. We can learn to settle the score with us when the time comes.

It's too offensive to say this.

After thinking about it, Sean asked, "Tell me Professor Ulysses, is the Kingdom of Brighton an organization?"

Ulysses nodded, "Of course, although it's an organization in another sense."

"So as a member of the Kingdom of Brighton, can I represent this country?"

Ulysses was slightly stunned, as if he realized what Sean wanted to say, but he shook his head: "Of course not."

"Who can represent this country? Kings, nobles, merchants, workers in factories, farmers in farmlands, beggars on the roadside, or criminals in mines. If a passerby now says that he is a citizen of the Kingdom of Brighton, he can represent the Kingdom and want to modify the laws and change the rules of society, wouldn't you think it's ridiculous?"

Ulysses laughed, "I understand what you mean. A king is the representative of the country, but a king alone cannot rule the country. Moreover, the rational society does not have a king like that. It is up to the aristocrats, bureaucrats, and perhaps those merchants with great influence."

"That's right, or more bluntly, the ruling class, you once told me that the game of civilization is that one group of people ruled the other group of people. These two groups of people have completely different existences. The former can make rules and represent the kingdom, while the latter can only give silently and be represented."

"So you think we are the group of people represented? Interesting, very interesting. What makes you think this way? Or another question, what do you think is different from these two groups of people?"

Sean spread his hands, "Isn't this obvious? Of course it is power. The ruler enjoys power, makes rules, reaps interests, and is also the representative of the kingdom.

The ruled is the one who can only passively accept it, silently giving and enduring all this. Perhaps the ruler will say some nice slogans, such as the glory of the kingdom, the sacred power, and the freedom of the people, but just listen to these words. If you really take it seriously, then you will be too naive.

Those poor people who spend their lives in factories are not qualified to talk about patriotism. Poverty has already made them breathless. They are thinking about what to eat for dinner and whether they can survive tomorrow. If you tell them that this kingdom belongs to them, if the king violates the rules he has set, they should correct the king's behavior - what do you think these people will think?

Gu Yan

Is it a bit shameless to say to the civilians who live at the bottom of the country and are under great oppression in difficult survival or even unable to support themselves?”

"What you said is very true to Professor Sean. Power and responsibility should be equal. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. People who have not enjoyed power do not need to bear responsibility. When an organization gradually falls, it is not the bottom class who has no power, but those who have enjoyed power. "

Sean thought he had finally won the debate, and was also worried about Ulysses' words. He didn't say anything about depravity or saving. This old man should not take him on his own if he has lived enough.

However, Ulysses changed his subject, "But Professor Sean, I remember the last time we met we were in the forbidden book area of ​​the Sword Castle Library. What allowed you to enter that area that ordinary people could not enter?"

Sean was stunned for a moment, but Ulysses said, "It is the power that reason has learned to give you." The old man looked at him in a slight manner, "According to your theory, since you enjoy power, you are also a member of the ruling class. As a member of this organization, shouldn't you take on some responsibilities? Blindly evading is not a scholar's right."

Sean really never considered this issue. In his previous life, he was a marginal person in society. He was used to living alone and rarely had any contact with society. After a long time, he had no idea about organization, society, etc.

Although he joined the university, the rational society, and the Writers Association in his life, he never really felt a sense of belonging and never felt that he really belonged to that organization.

It's more just to use this identity to get some convenience.

Ulysses would be beaten up by the head, and he couldn't help but answer.

The key is that some words are really inconvenient to say.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was suddenly opened, and Palmer walked in with a look of hope.

"Oh, you're really here, Professor Sean, can you come with me?"

Sean felt grateful to Palmer for the first time. He nodded slightly to Ulysses, "It seems that I have to stay with you for a while. Let's continue today's topic in the future."

He followed Palmer into the vice-principal's office and sat down on his own.

Palmer didn't care. The two of them were old acquaintances. Palmer poured him a glass of wine, and Sean took it and took a sip.

“Is there anything wrong?

"Remember last time I said you only need to take five classes per semester? I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise, because the recent war military has drawn one-third of professors and assistants from the school. Now we are short of people everywhere, maybe you have to take on some responsibilities."

Sean sighed. He wanted to shirk it off, but when he thought of what Ulysses had said before, he swallowed it back.

After all, Swordburgh University has indeed given him a lot of 'rights', "Okay."

"Ha, I knew you wouldn't sit idly by. To be honest, I thought it would take some time to talk. This is your course schedule. Don't worry, I'll streamline it for you. I only need to take two classes a week.

In fact, the next class is fifteen minutes later.”

Sean was speechless, "I'm not ready for anything."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the students are all irritable now. If they can't learn anything, tell them stories. I believe your ability to deal with those young people. By the way, I heard that you have joined the rational learning society. Are there any tricks? My last application was just rejected. It's a hell. I'm also the vice principal."

Sean smiled, "Actually, I joined by chance, and I promised to write a book for them."
Chapter completed!