"I am willing to take up arms for the safety of mankind."

"I will judge every citizen fairly."

"Although it is wrong, it is still right."

Polly slowly read out the words.

"The Tribunal Oath." said.

Anzhe was stunned. He had heard the last sentence of this oath before.

After spitting out the two mouthfuls of blood, his body unexpectedly became lighter, and his senses gradually became dull. The strong winter wind blew on his face, but it no longer made him shiver with cold. It was a kind of ethereal emptiness, as if he would dissipate in the wind in the next moment. He supported his body again, leaned against the railing, and looked down at the two badges.

The hexagonal badge was engraved with a pattern. The symbol of the court was two crossed prismatic crosses, like the icons on the map indicating directions. The crosses indicating due north, due south, due west, and due east were slightly larger, and the corner of the star in the south was stretched downward, presenting a shape similar to a cross. The crosses in the northeast, southeast, southwest, and northwest were slightly smaller, hidden under the positive cross.

An Zhe had looked at this angular shape more than once. The dark silver and cold texture, the sharp corners, and the straight lines all revealed the breathtaking brutality and justice.

Polly's fingers rubbed the surface of the cross, and perhaps he had traced the shape more than once, and the pattern on the badge had deep marks of wear and tear.

"The drawing was drawn by one of my staff." In the howling cold wind, Polly looked at the distant night sky: "We hope that the cross star points humanity in the right direction."

"Aren't you... a scientist of the Fusion School?" Boli whispered.

"I am." Polly said.

Boli's tone was very light, like a sigh: "I am the head of the Fusion School, and I am the founder of the Tribunal. The Fusion School is the predecessor of the Tribunal."

Anzhe suddenly remembered that in the long corridor of the Tribunal, the portraits and birth and death dates of each generation of judges were lined up, but the photo frame at the end was taken down, and the names and birth and death dates were wiped away, leaving only a blurred letter "p". That was the record of the first judge, but for some reason it was erased by later generations.

The northern base is a place where people of different races live together. I don't know what language the word "Polly" is translated from, but I can vaguely spell out the similar word "Polly" with letters.

But in my impression, the beliefs of the fusion faction and the tribunal are completely different. One hopes that humans and monsters can merge safely, while the other ruthlessly kills all fusion aliens who try to enter the base. The two are completely different. I was so confused that I didn't know where to start. Polly said, "It was an accidental incident."

Anzhe has heard many people talk about the history of the base. Those silent narrations are like lights with limited light. They illuminate every corner of the dark room, so that I can piece together the whole picture of the room.

"Whether you can maintain your will after being infected seems to depend only on probability. But we still believe that everything in nature has traces to follow, but our abilities are limited and we have not yet glimpsed the laws behind it. Our research has been ongoing, going deeper and deeper in that field, and getting crazier and crazier." When he said this, Polly closed his eyes slightly, with a hint of pain on his face: "The body of an experimental subject was split into two halves for inexplicable reasons, but had a unified consciousness. Half of it escaped from the laboratory, and the other half stayed in the observation room. Because it seemed to have stayed there all the time, we did not discover the abnormality in time-the half that escaped caused an extremely tragic disaster."

An Zhe knew about the disaster, a leech contaminated the water source of the entire outer city.

"The outer city is completely exposed. The base must distinguish between aliens and humans and eliminate the aliens in time. The Fusion Faction is the culprit of this disaster. However, we are the ones who study infection and mutation and are most familiar with the differences between monsters, aliens and humans." Polly said.

In an instant, Anzhe understood something. The Tribunal was not originally a military organization, but a subordinate of the Lighthouse.

"All experimental projects were terminated, samples were destroyed, and experimental subjects were killed, but the base still gave the Fusion Faction a chance to atone for their sins. We set up a tribunal overnight, formulated trial rules, and conducted trials for the entire city. In those ten days, we killed half of the population of the base." Polly said slowly: "The infection was controlled, and the purity of human genes was preserved. Later, the trial system continued like this. The disaster that happened at the Virginia base further proved the correctness of 돗."

"I have been a fusionist for ten years, and a judge." Polly said this slowly, with a half-smile on his face, but the smile was more like silent crying: "My original intention was to let everyone have a peaceful life, but I was killing cells every day. Every day in these ten years, my sins have become more serious." An

Zhe said: "But you protected the base."

"Not really." Polly said: "I was killing innocent people every day."

An Zhe defended him: "You made the rules, and if you do things according to the rules, you won't kill innocent people."

Polly's answer fell like thunder.

"There are no judgment rules." He said lightly.

An Zhe's expression was blank for a second. It was difficult for him to digest the content of this sentence. He said with difficulty: "No...?"

"To be precise, there is no 100% rule for judging aliens." Polly's voice was like a sigh: "We have formulated judgment rules based on our lifelong research results. We judge the species from all aspects - appearance, movement and thinking, through the biological response to external information. But there is no guarantee that it is absolutely correct. In fact, the rules can only judge 10% of aliens. For the remaining 20%, we can only rely on experience and intuition, and... expand the scope of execution. It is better to kill by mistake than to let go."

"The first iron rule of the real trial rules is that no matter what the circumstances, they can never be disclosed to the outside world. We don't really follow the rules. The court always leaves room for mistaken killings for absolute safety." Polly's voice gradually deepened: "When I was stationed at the outer city gate, every time I executed a life, there was a 10% chance that it was a real alien, and 20% was knowing that it was very likely to be a real human, but I shot it directly for safety reasons. And among the 10% of aliens, there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that they have human consciousness, and a 65% chance that they will regain human consciousness again after more."

His voice gradually became hoarse: "I still find it hard to recall that."

An Zhe imagined that scene and imagined himself becoming a judge.

He asked, "So you left the base?"

"I couldn't fight the pain in my heart. In the war between humans and aliens, I couldn't hold on to the end." Polly looked up at the night sky, and after a long silence, he said, "At first, I was in pain because of killing cells. Later, even the death of aliens was unbearable for me. I have been with you for too long and know that every monster has its own life. I am covered in blood and I am a guilty person. Later, I rebelled against the base with several colleagues and came to the Highland Research Institute to continue the fusion research. We accepted aliens, and I have been atonement for my sins all my life. Up to now, it has been a hundred years."

One hundred years.

Anzhe looked at Polly with a slightly puzzled expression.

As if understanding Anzhe's doubts, Polly smiled and said, "I've lived too long."

"In the wild, the most unavoidable thing is infection." Polly rolled up the corner of his sleeves, revealing a black mess of lines on the skin of his right arm: "I was accidentally infected by a member of the institute, and I left them before losing consciousness."

"But, maybe because the person who infected me was awake, or maybe probability favored me, I woke up." At this point, Polly smiled and said, "I thought only a few seconds had passed, but in fact it was more than dozens of seconds. My consciousness seemed to have traveled through time and space in a moment. Guess where I am?"

Anzhe shook his head.

"I'm still in the institute." Polly said, "You found me. Even though I was an unconscious monster at that time, you didn't give up. I once protected you, so you protected me. This is how emotions between humans are. You get what you give. In this era, trust between humans is more precious than life, but I got it."

An Zhe looked at the gentle and peaceful expression in Polly's eyes. It was not until then that he understood why Polly and the members of the institute had such deep feelings.

"I don't regret leaving the base, but I will never forgive my escape and incompetence." Finally, Polly said.

Anzhe said, "Because you are a noble person."

After thinking for a while, he said, "Because you are too kind."

Polly loves everyone, so he is in so much pain. If he were in his time, he would be a person who would not even want to crush an ant to death - but such a person would raise a gun against his own cells.

"Kindness... Kindness is the most obvious weakness of human beings." Polly said, "Kindness to oneself is selfish, and kindness to others is the cause of the wavering of faith. I can't be completely indifferent and ruthless, so I am destined not to be a qualified judge."

After the voice fell, they were silent for a long time.

Thinking about Polly's words, Anzhe frowned slightly, and thought of someone.

"But a judge once said to me," Anzhe said softly, "The source of a judge's faith is not indifference, but kindness. It is not kindness to individual people, but kindness to the fate of mankind as a whole. If you firmly believe that the interests of mankind are above all else, you will not waver."

Polly looked at him and said softly, "How can you firmly believe it?"

"If you don't have kindness for everyone," he said word by word, "how can you firmly devote your life to the interests of mankind as a whole?"

Anzhe was stunned.

The fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly, and he finally understood why every time he faced Polly, he always thought of Lu Xun, who was completely different from Polly.

Polly closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "This is the cause of all the suffering of the Judge."

"Abandoning humanity, killing innocent people without limit, and finally being executed by the base. Or staying awake, and finally falling into madness due to unbearable pain, these are the only two fates of the Judge." Polly said slowly: "The moment the "Regulations" were formulated, it was destined that none of us would have a good end."

An Zhe couldn't describe his feelings at that moment. He had difficulty breathing and looked at the cross star badge in the text.

"If...if there is a judge," said Boli, "for many years, Boli has been awake and guarding the city gate, and Boli's judgment has never been wrong..."

Boli suddenly understood something, and his voice trembled: "No one doesn't hate Boli, because other judges only kill dozens of people each time, and Boli has killed more than a dozen. In fact...in fact, it's not because Boli likes to shoot, but because Boli shoots to minimize the number of accidental killings."

Boli understood, Boli finally understood. Boli was shocked and asked Polly: "What kind of person would Boli be?"

Polly's answer was simpler than Boli could imagine.

"Boli is a lonely person." Boli said.

Something crashed down, a huge rock rolled down and hit Anzhe's heart.

He was speechless for a long time, until Polly asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"I..." Anzhe's eyes were misty: "I'm thinking... thinking..."

He was thinking about Lu Xun.

He used to think that Lu Xun was cold and ruthless, and he once admitted that Lu Xun had a firm belief. He knew that Colonel Lu could devote his whole life to the illusory fate of mankind. He knew that Lu Xun would suffer and be lonely, but it was not until today that he knew what kind of unimaginable huge thing this man was facing that was rooted in his heart.

놛 once said that 놛 understood Lu Xun, but it was not until this moment - 놛 and Lu Xun were miles apart and would never meet again, 놛 completely understood Lu Xun.

"I know who the judge you are talking about is. Tang Lan has mentioned it to me many times. If possible, I really want to meet 놛." Polly said.

"You..." Holding the badge tightly in his heart, Anzhe's tears finally fell, and he said: "You have been an inquisitor for seven years, and you have killed many people... Everyone hates you."

"But you are very good to me," You smiled, but your eyes were hot and your nose was red, "In fact, you are very good to everyone."

"You said you are a monster from beginning to end," Polly said, "but as an inquisitor, I didn't find the difference between you and humans. What about that inquisitor?"

"I can't be sure." Anzhe's fingers trembled slightly, and he looked at the mountains in the distance: "When we first met, you let me go."