“A necessary sacrifice?”
Hearing Zhuang Wugou's cold and ruthless statement, Ji Mengyao felt her fists clench so tightly that they might burst.
“Are you saying that everyone joining the Ark and fighting alongside you, risking their lives for you, are merely sacrificial pawns for your so-called ideal?”
“Is this your boring sense of justice?!”
She angrily pounded the floor beside her, resisting the urge to punch him in the head.
“Boring? In my eyes, nothing has changed. It all depends on how you interpret it.”
Zhuang Wugou let out a cold laugh.
“Do you know what has always been the barrier preventing humanity from evolving into a higher species?”
“It’s our fragmented mental worlds. We cannot break free from the constraints of our physical bodies, nor can we achieve 100% lossless communication.”
“The words we speak can never fully express our thoughts, which is why factions emerge, why there are 'you' and 'me,' why there are distinctions between self and others.”
“This leads to misunderstandings, mutual harm, and conflict, all stemming from the clashes between our minds.”
“All the useless efforts we’ve made, wars, plunder, invasions, and colonization, are nothing but self-inflicted struggles, a waste of time!”
His eyes revealed intense confusion and resentment, as if he truly believed this.
“That’s why there’s the Great One’s 'Human Complementation Plan.' Only by completely eliminating the mental barriers between all of us, by merging everyone into one, can we step into a higher dimensional existence.”
“This is the ultimate justice for the survival of humanity, allowing every individual to achieve immortality, free from all violence and unfair treatment, eradicating all malice and harm in the world.”
He spoke with righteous fervor, leaving several people feeling overwhelmed by the sheer amount of information.
But Ji Mengyao wasn’t interested in his rhetoric:
“So what? Are the companions around you not lives worth saving? Aren’t they the people you need to protect? Where is their justice?”
“What about Wan Heng? His family? What are they?”
“If one day your so-called ultimate justice is achieved, in that seemingly beautiful world, innocent blood will flow. Don’t you find that disgusting?!”
She continued to interrogate Zhuang Wugou on the ground.
“Let me ask you, if one day your teeth accidentally bite your tongue, even drawing blood, will you punish your own teeth?”
Zhuang Wugou suddenly posed a seemingly strange question.
“If we can all become one, then what you just mentioned is no more than that.”
“For a brighter tomorrow for the majority, the sacrifice of a few now is necessary.”
“By then, all the current evils will seem like nothing more than outdated and laughable notions.”
He seemed completely unapologetic for his actions, rational to the extreme.
That’s why people often say: Extreme rationality is often extreme violence.
“So, what does this have to do with you protecting mutant zombies?”
Ning Yu wasn’t particularly interested in the debate about ‘justice.’
However, she felt that Zhuang Wugou’s so-called 'Human Complementation Plan' didn’t quite align with the audio information she had received from Lin Hao about the virus.
There was no mention of merging into one, nor of the 'Human Complementation Plan.'
“This is a necessary step to accelerate this process.”
Zhuang Wugou replied.
Ning Yu narrowed her eyes, guessing: Since humans can gain abilities from mutant zombies, the reverse might also be true.
Creating so many people and monsters with abilities would likely lead to a further decline in the world’s population.
Although the T-virus had already caused a significant loss of life, continuing this trend would only reduce the population further.
Could such a plan really ensure the survival of humanity? Could it truly save them? Could it lead to a higher dimensional existence?
Ning Yu deeply doubted it:
“Have you ever thought that the Great One’s 'Human Complementation Plan' might not be as wonderful as you imagine?”
“What, are you going to engage me in a boring debate about justice too?”
Zhuang Wugou seemed to think Ning Yu was about to lecture him on morality.
“No, no. I’m not interested in your boring justice. After all, those who wave the banner of justice, one and all, are just exercising a more pleasant form of violence.”
Ning Yu quickly waved her hand.
“When you impose your ideas on a weak life without considering its will, you’re simply using violence, no matter how nice the name sounds.”
She found it all utterly pointless.
“I just want to ask, have you ever thought that you might be being used? How much do you really know about the details of the 'Human Complementation Plan'? What are its steps?”
“Don’t misunderstand, I’m just having a purely rational discussion with you.”
“What if, from the very beginning, your ‘justice’ didn’t even exist? What if you’re just a pawn in someone else’s plan...”
Ning Yu stared intently at Zhuang Wugou, noticing a barely perceptible hesitation in his eyes.
She revealed a knowing smile.
“Shut up!”
Zhuang Wugou seemed to lose his composure.
“Do you think I let the base take in those useless people for no reason? Do you think I’ve been running around to give them a place to live in this world?”
“Stop looking at me with that gaze. I’ve done my best to minimize the losses for the sake of justice.”
“After all, if sacrificing a few can save the majority, what’s wrong with that?”
“Such a plan is already merciful enough!”
He spouted a series of words, but these didn’t directly answer Ning Yu’s question, instead circling back to the debate about justice.
“Oh, yes, yes, of course. If sacrificing one person can save millions, then that one person deserves to die. Yes, that’s your justice, absolutely correct.”
Ning Yu counted on her fingers as she spoke:
“Problems like this, even a student like me can solve easily. Justice is just a simple matter of comparison, right?”
She wore a sweet smile, but her tone was full of sarcasm toward Zhuang Wugou.
Only after finishing did she drop the smile, her gaze turning cold as she looked at Zhuang Wugou sideways:
“Stop acting like you’re the only one who sees the truth. It’s just bullying the weak by the strong.”
“You...”
He seemed at a loss for words, but soon regained his usual calm:
“It doesn’t matter. Even if one of me dies, countless others will rise in my place. I won’t abandon my cause because of your sophistry.”
The armor on his head, which had been reduced to just a helmet, suddenly seemed to regain power, flashing rapidly, and his eyes were quickly filled with light.
“Get behind me!”
Ning Yu suddenly shouted.
Shen Yiyue and Ji Mengyao, hearing this, didn’t hesitate for a moment and quickly dragged Wu Di behind Ning Yu.
“All... for the sake of humanity!”
Zhuang Wugou’s triumphant shout rang out, followed by a violent explosion, and a wave of white light and air surged toward Ning Yu.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
