Chapter 110: Decisive Battle (9) [VIP]
Pure good, pure evil, good people are always good people, bad people are always bad people, the boundaries are clear.
If only all humans could be like this—
Yale couldn't understand why creatures like humans with complex emotions were born in the universe.
But even if he never gets an answer, he will do his best to protect these fragile civilizations, unless the civilization itself is truly beyond salvation.
After absorbing the energy attached to the fist, Yale threw Garp away and then sent all the energy he had just absorbed in another direction.
The two powerful arrogances collided with each other, and Kuzan stumbled back a few steps. The blood he coughed up splashed on the ground and was quickly absorbed by the brown soil.
The scene was devastated, and what made people even more horrified and angry were the lifeless corpses.
The pure white navy uniforms were stained red with blood, and the young faces were still stuck in the expressions of the last moment before death - confusion, fear, regret, nostalgia, and determination.
This complex emotion is the most special encrypted data of human beings and the one that cannot be easily structured by Yale.
Sooner or later he would figure it out. Streams of data, visible only to him, were extracted from the corpses on the ground and transmitted to the core database of the interstellar mothership, where they were quickly organized and archived by the core AI.
After a series of "crash" sounds, Garp stood up from the ruins.
Even in desperate situations, he still had a wild and unrestrained smile on his face.
That smile was even more carefree than usual, as if he wasn't worried at all about dying at Yale's hands, or perhaps, he was willing to die and would never regret it.
"Kuzan, can you still stand up?"
In response to him, Kuzan stood up again and said lazily.
"Don't worry, he's still alive."
"It sounds like you're going to fight me again."
Yale put his hands behind his back and looked at the only two survivors on the battlefield calmly.
Garp and Kuzan are also two very complicated humans that Yale finds difficult to understand.
"I don't understand. Is this really justice? Before I came to this planet, weren't you killing each other every day? When the Celestial Dragons slaughtered their slaves, you didn't resist. Why can't I do the same?"
Protecting the extravagant and cruel Celestial Dragons is indeed a stain that the Navy and the government can never escape.
In the live broadcast of the trial of the Celestial Dragons, the crimes committed by the navy in blindly following orders from their superiors against civilians are not only no less than those of the pirates, but because of their stance, they appear even more hypocritical and disgusting.
Garp and Kuzan are both high-ranking figures in the navy. Even though they try their best to avoid missions related to the Celestial Dragons, how can they escape completely?
They claim to be the side of justice, but they are also part of the evil and are accomplices of the Celestial Dragons.
They came here hypocritically, waving the banner of justice, freedom and protecting their homeland, and wanted to drive themselves out of this planet - Yale felt angry just thinking about it.
Of course, this was the result of a core analysis. He loaded himself with emotional modules such as anger and ridicule that should be generated at such times.
He has such a huge collection of emotional data that he can always find the right one at the right time, allowing him to pretend to be a human being rather than an eternally rational high-dimensional legacy.
He no longer wanted to be treated as an omnipotent god by the ignorant, uncultured, and brainless natives of the planet.
The anger felt good.
Yale was a little overheated and wanted to punch something.
Garp and Kuzan in front of you are good choices.
There was a brief silence, as if both Garp and Kuzan needed time to think before answering his question.
"The Navy maintains the balance and order within the framework of the World Government, not simply protecting the Celestial Dragons or civilians..."
Garp said with a frown, but it was obvious that he knew his words were unconvincing.
After meeting Yale's half-smile, he said bluntly, "The evil deeds of the Celestial Dragons are our internal problem. As for you—you are destroying this planet and endangering everyone in this world!"
"I see. I didn't expect you to have such a broad perspective." Yale nodded in realization.
"I think the same as you. As long as the majority of people are living well, the suffering of a small number of people doesn't matter. They are just unlucky and unlucky."
Garp clenched his fists. Although he couldn't refute Yale, he still emphasized, "You didn't understand the point of what I said."
"Oh, what's the point?"
Yale raised his eyebrows, and was met with a rapidly enlarging fist from Karp in response.
"We don't need an outsider like you to meddle in our family affairs!"
Of course, Garp knew that the Celestial Dragons were not good people, and he had never identified with them.
He stayed in the navy to maintain the fragile balance on the sea, because he knew that if the government navy collapsed, civilians would live in a worse environment.
And as long as he stays in the navy, he can use his influence to influence those truly sincere navy recruits.
When more and more soldiers truly choose to consider the interests of civilians, the government will naturally have concerns.
But Yale's arrival caught everyone off guard.
How could he possibly believe that an outsider would treat the natives better than the natives of this planet.
"There's nothing we can do about it." With a regretful sigh, Yale gave Karp a vicious smile.
"It just so happens that you can go to your hell to accompany your grandson~"
Without holding back, Yale casually raised his hand and pointed at Karp.
A laser invisible to the naked eye immediately shot down from top to bottom, annihilating Cap.
"Mr. Garp--!!!" Kuzan watched the scene with his own eyes.
He was only one step slower than Garp in launching his attack, and was almost annihilated by the precise strike of the laser weapon.
Looking at Kuzan who had just passed through his body, Yale asked expectantly, "What about you? You haven't answered the question just now, have you?"
Kuzan didn't answer, but just continued to attack.
He was wasting his energy on a visible but disembodied mental projection.
Yale laughed and said, understandingly, "I see. You are more critical than Garp, but also more miserable."
"Don't act like you know me so well."
Kuzan spoke through gritted teeth, each word clearly, but his attack gradually slowed down.
“When the mistakes of the system cannot be corrected from within, the right thing to do is to leave and find a new path, just like the leader of the revolutionary army.”
At this point, Yale sneered disdainfully, "But the great Vice Admiral Garp doesn't seem to be as courageous as his son."
Kuzan did not refute, but he did not agree either.
He simply realized his own powerlessness and understood that his resistance was in vain.
"What do you want?" Kuzan asked compromisingly. He didn't know what the point of resisting was.
Everyone was dead, except for those who had families and loved ones, whose families were still anxiously waiting for their triumphant return on the islands.
Reading his thoughts, Yale looked at him with sympathy and spoke extremely cruel words in a light voice.
"No, no one will be waiting outside anymore. You asked me what I want to do. I want to occupy this planet, plunder all its resources, and then destroy the civilization here. This is the greatest respect I can show you. I will kill you all."
…
Compared with the almost unchanging clear blue sky above the islands, outside the islands is pitch black where you can't see your hand in front of you.
An interstellar mothership that is larger than a planet and beyond human imagination has lifted the effect of optical stealth and revealed its true shape in space.
It started as a small shadow blocking the sunlight, and then gradually expanded across the sky.
When people looked up at the sky in anxiety, the shadow was so big that it blocked the entire sky in their vision.
The unsettling darkness blocked out all light.
Heart-wrenching screams of panic pierced the silent streets, and panic exploded like a plague in an instant!
The people on the streets fled in all directions like rats in a blast, pushing and trampling on each other, trying to escape back to their homes before others.
Some people tried to maintain order, but were quickly drowned out by the greater chaos and their voices became powerless.
One by one, the lights were lit, and the faint light that was restored calmed people's emotions a little.
Crying children, parents looking for their children, wounded people wailing and groaning, people looked up at the sky in despair, and the extreme darkness above the sky also illuminated itself at this moment.
"Buzz—"
A roar so low that it almost exceeded the limit of human hearing slowly sounded, like the roar of a monster, making people feel nauseous and palpitating.
Along with the roar, dots of blue light lit up in the sky, and the huge muzzle rose like a mountain, pointing silently downwards.
A faint blue energy stream flickers under the neatly arranged metal structure like a honeycomb.
The faint blue light replaced the sunlight to illuminate the world, and the warm lights on the island no longer seemed warm.
"What is that...what is that?!"
"Mom and Dad—I'm scared, I don't want to die!"
"Help me, save me, the navy, the government, whoever it is, please!"
The noisy cries and pleas did not shake the giant steel ship in the slightest.
It sank silently and slowly, with a god-like indifference and ruthlessness.
It does not need to attack; its mere existence, its unparalleled size and technological level are enough to destroy everyone's will to resist.
Inside the starship, Decay issued the latest orders in a cold voice without any fluctuation.
"The order has been given—the massacre begins."
"Got it!" A uniform response came from the receiver.
After turning off the communicator, Hongyi stretched his neck and let out a strange cry of excitement.
"Wow! Friends, let's see who can kill more natives on this planet. How about one point for each native?"
"What a waste of computing power! Just one point per island! I'll go for it first!"
"Don't mention it, you really shouldn't mention it, the Celestial Dragons on this planet are quite good at having fun, hahaha."
"Okay, you're so bold! After this mission, you'll need to thoroughly cleanse your brain and avoid picking up the bad habits of the planet's natives."
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