Jiang Huai once made a wish through the system that everyone in the world who knew the 404 theory would die, and logically, Terence Tao would also die.

In reality, it is a fake system.

From the moment Terence Tao faked his death, he created a system for Jiang Huai in his dream.

True system, god-level talents have no hidden limitations.

Fake system, god-level talents have hidden limitations.

“Then what’s the matter with me communicating with the system through my voice? Terence Tao, can you read minds?”

Jianghuai felt very shocked.

Terence Tao smiled:

“I am the master of dreams. In my dreams, I can read minds. Isn’t that normal?”

Home advantage, this is something that Jianghuai’s system cannot achieve.

A dazzling golden light suddenly fell from the sky, emitting dazzling brilliance like a star.

Under the illumination of this light, Jiang Huai’s body suddenly felt a drastic change.

Jiang Huai’s appearance suddenly changed, he turned from a mosquito into a handsome young man.

Jiang Huai also has the ability to control dreams. In dreams, he can be in any form.

Jiang Huai forced out a sad smile and said in a hoarse voice:

“Haha, haha, hahahahaha… What a calculation, Terence Tao!
“You have found out my weakness and learned my secret.

“You fooled the world, deceived the readers, and tricked the author into writing a false ending.”

Jiang Huai looked directly into Terence Tao’s eyes:

“Zhexuan Tao, I have never seen anyone more vicious and cunning than you.

“You finally cornered me and played a trick on me.

“But do you really think you won?”

Jiang Huai smiled coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
“Terence Tao, seriously, you were just that close to winning.

“If I hadn’t realized this was a dream, I might have been trapped in this false world forever.

“If I discover dreams, my control over dreams will be greater than yours.”

There is a logic involved here.

If Terence Tao’s dream control authority was higher than Jiang Huai’s, then Terence Tao would not have to endure 50,000 years of loneliness.

He can end the dream at any time.

But he didn’t, not because he didn’t want to, but because he couldn’t.

Even though Terence Tao is the master of the dream, the system is a hack, and Jiang Huai’s god-level talent for dream control authority is above his.

If Terence Tao wants the sun to rise, Jiang Huai wants it to set.

The two conflict.

Jianghuai’s authority will take precedence.

Terence Tao is the dream owner and has the home advantage.

In the dream, the only thing that Jiang Huai can’t do but Tao Zhexuan can do is to read minds.

Jiang Huai said in a cold tone:

“When I realized this was a dream, I knew I would keep fighting you as long as I didn’t end the dream.

“Your final destination is death! Everything in the dream is simulated by your brain. How long can your brain last?

“Even if you know my secret, as long as you die, the secret will be sealed forever.”

Tao didn’t seem surprised:
“You are right, you are right. Your authority is higher than mine. I cannot actively end this dream. Unless I die, the dream will passively end.”

Tao Zhexuan looked at Jiang Huai with a smile, his face was a little pale:

“Why do you think I’m such a bad person?
“I’m sorry, I did lie to you. But apart from the fake death, I didn’t lie to you about anything else.

“I do consider you a friend, and I am indeed dying.

“In the last ten years of the dream, I relied on willpower to maintain it. It was like the last gasp of a spent force, barely surviving.”

Jiang Huai was stunned.

What do you mean?
What does Terence Tao want to do?

The Chinese mathematician said in a gentle tone: “Each of us has our own chosen path. The path I chose is mathematics, but I no longer have the opportunity to continue.

“The path you choose is to protect that land and the people on that land.

“You are my friend, and I am very curious about the path you have chosen, so I want to see the path you have chosen.

“Dreamland, I’ve seen every decision you made and everything you did over the past ten years.

“I want to say, you are going the wrong way, my friend.”

Jiang Huai was really confused this time.

What does Terence Tao mean by this?
Why do you say he has taken the wrong path?
“The land you protect is already well-deserved to be number one in the world.”

Tao continued:
“But have you ever thought about whether the people in that land are really living well?”

Jiang Huai frowned slightly.

Tao Zhexuan saw Jiang Huai’s hesitation and smiled gently:
“The beauty you imagine may not be true. There is still an inescapable fact in that land, and that is the 80/20 rule.”

“The Pareto Rule?”

Tao Zhexuan nodded, his eyes fixed on a point in the distance:

“Twenty percent of the people control eighty percent of the resources, while the remaining eighty percent of the people only own twenty percent of the resources.

“This 20 percent of resources is not just wealth, but also education, medical care and other resources.”

Jiang Huai was stunned, and a heavy emotion surged in his heart.

Even if that land becomes the best in the world.

But for most people, their living conditions have improved compared to before, but not much.

Because the 80/20 rule also applies there.

Only a few people live a fulfilling life.

“You should know, Jiang Huai.”

There was a hint of sigh in Tao’s voice:
“Even if you destroyed all the injustice and oppression in the world, the 80/20 rule will always exist as long as there are people.

“Because that’s the nature of human nature.”

He paused, a trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across his eyes:

“Human nature is selfish, and no matter what you do, the Pareto Principle still exists. The poor will still suffer. You can’t change that.

“Even if you kill all the 20 percent of people, it will be useless.

“Because the remaining 80 percent of people will form a new 80/20 rule.

“As long as there are people, the 80/20 rule will always exist.

“My friend, you are going the wrong way.”

Tao’s words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly striking Jiang Huai’s heart.

So what if you’re number one in the world?

Have the lives of the poor really improved?

not at all.

“Even if you kill all the enemies in the world, can the people in the land you protect live a rich and leisurely life?”

The sharpness of Tao’s words once again pierced Jiang Huai’s heart.

Jiang Huai’s lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but he found that no matter how he explained, it seemed so pale and powerless.

“So, I took the wrong road?”

Jiang Huai finally spoke, his voice low and confused.

Tao shook his head slightly. Suddenly he raised a historical question:
“Tell me, which one is stronger, the Han or the Song?”

Jiang Huai was slightly stunned, and answered without hesitation:

“Of course it’s the Han Dynasty. Huo Qubing conquered the Wolf’s Lair. Anyone who offends the mighty Han Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away they are.”

Tao Zhexuan nodded slightly, and then asked:
“Then do you think the people of the Han Dynasty and the Song Dynasty are more prosperous?”

Jiang Huai was silent for a moment, then he slowly said:

“Song. Although the Song Dynasty was weak, it was the richest dynasty in ancient times. Its economic output accounted for two-thirds of the world’s total at that time.” (End of this chapter)