The Strongest Skill System

Mark Luther, the black man, had arrived early today at an investment firm he had invested in.    

He was a former basketball player who had won the title of "Little Flying Person"!    

It had been three years since he had retired. In these three years, Mark Luther had made the company worth five hundred million US dollars. In addition to the money he had earned from basketball, as long as he wasn't extravagant, he would be able to live his entire life!    

In the Blue Ball world, he was the king of the current era. Unexpectedly, after retiring, he would be able to shake the world in the business world.    

However, in order to make up for the fact that he had been disregarded since he was a child and didn't continue to read, he would take time out every day to read and enrich himself.    

At this moment, he saw that someone had forwarded an essay from China... My Freedom Dream !    

Ma Ke Lu Li liked Chinese culture very much. Among his friends, there were a few Chinese people who would often ask them for advice on some of the most famous Chinese books.    

Right now, although he obtained the respect of everyone in the America, upon seeing the two words "freedom", he started to feel somewhat against it.    

He wanted to give up reading because he didn't want to worry about this kind of problem. It was none of his business, and he also didn't want to cry out for the lowly dreams of others.    

But it still reminded him of something from his childhood.    

When he was ten, his father moved to another town because he was unemployed.    

Mark Luther was transferred to a local public school, where there was a swimming class, and every student was preparing their favorite bathing trunks and diving goggles.    

Young Marc Luther, innocent, begged the unemployed father to buy him beautiful swimming trunks and diving glasses.    

Young Mark Luther didn't understand why his father had said to him, "Dear little De, if they won't let you go into the water, they're doing it for your safety, okay? The dangerous things are for the white people to do. "    

But when Mark Luther excitedly came to the pool with his classmates to change, the teacher came over to him and a few other black students and said,    

"I'm sorry, but you can't go into the water."    

Innocent Mark Luther thought his teacher was doing it for his own good.    

However, a black girl beside her asked, "Why?"    

The teacher coldly said, "Because you are black!" It was as if this was a matter that was perfectly justified!    

The young Mark Luther realized that black skin was the original sin in this society.    

There were many similar things that happened to Mark Luther, who ended his school life, but he was not illiterate. Among basketball's professional life, Mark Luther had written a book called Moonlight Boys, and had won a literary prize!    

He is a thinking athlete!    

This was also the cornerstone of his success today.    

But now, facing this article, Mark Luther didn't want to think about freedom anymore!    

"I am now a hero of America and am respected by the world. I am no longer that lowly child!"    

With that in mind, Mark Luther closed the article.    

He continued to look at the messages on his computer.    

In the mail, he saw another message from a friend, also related to "My Dream of Freedom".    

His friend said: "You have earned the respect of all the people in America, but are you really free now?"    

Mark Luther suddenly thought of something. Once he had entered the elevator with a white woman and she had accused him of sexually assaulting her!    

Although he later proved his innocence, he was still sentenced to humanitarian recompense of one hundred million dollars for his black skin that frightened that woman!    

If he was a white man, these injustices would definitely not exist!    

From then on, Mark Luther became even more cautious, not to mention advocating for his freedom!    

Absolutely not!    

"Yes, I am very free now!"    

Mark Luther didn't want to be involved in everything because of that one word.    

"You're panicking, you're escaping!"    

"Shut up!"    

Mark Luther was furious. He turned off his computer and cell phone, rushed out of the company, and sat down on a bench downstairs, letting the afternoon sun burn through his body.    

"More than a hundred years ago, our ancestors suffered in the sun.    

But now, we are enjoying the sun bath.    

Yes, we are free, equal to the white men! "    

Mark Luther told himself, and spread his hands wide to let himself bask in the sun!    

"Dad, can you translate this for me?"    

a little girl about four years old came up to Mark Luther and handed him a tablet.    

"Nicole, you're here!"    

Mark Luther put his daughter on his lap and hugged his wife, who had brought his daughter with her. "Darling, why are you here?"    

His wife sat next to Mark Luther, clasped her fingers together, and said:    

"Wu Qiang came to deliver goat's milk in the morning, and he recommended this article to us. He said it was written by a Chinese man, and it has caused quite a sensation in China. He suggested we should take a look at it.    

"But I don't understand Chinese, so Ninny insisted that I bring her for you to translate, so I came!"    

Taking over the tablet, the words "My Dream of Freedom" were still as eye-catching as ever!    

Looking at his daughter's expectant eyes, Mark Luther compromised.    

He began to read aloud to his daughter.    

As he continued to read, each word was like a hammer that struck at his soul.    

The story begins with a black child named Will, who dreams of being like other white children, laughing brightly in the sunset, rather than not even having the right to laugh.    

He dreamed of being called by his first name, not "little hee hee."    

He dreamed that when he walked on the road, people were not wary of him.    

Halfway through the reading, Mark Luther burst into tears.    

He thought of how when he was a kid, he was a lawn mower, employers pointing to themselves and saying, "Don't get too close to him, you know?"    

What did he do wrong?    

Just because he had black skin!    

This kind of equality that was supposed to exist between the two of them was a luxury that they could not afford!    

"I did it myself. Why are you crying?"    

The wife stood up, took Mark Luther into her arms, and kissed his forehead!    

"Dad, why don't they make Will laugh?" Nicole asked.    

Nicholaa didn't know that most of the blacks were still suffering from severe discrimination, and Mark Luther didn't want his daughter's young heart to worry about it.    

But Mark Luther didn't know how to answer his daughter's question.    

"Because they don't want him to be happy!"    

"Why?"    

Mark Luther was in trouble!    

Her daughter continued to ask because she was speaking the truth. If she knew too much about these things, her character would be affected!    

But Mark Luther couldn't think of any kind words to say.    

Mark Luther was suddenly aware that he could hide in his own scam, but what about his daughter? What about the other black kids?    

One day, they would grow up and encounter injustice like his!    

"Listen to me, Nicole. If the same thing happens to you one day, do you want to resist?" Mark Luther said, stroking Nicole's small face.    

In the past, he would have silenced others, but now, he would never!