Chapter 139
Wandou sat cross-legged on the table, his fingers swiping in front of him, and short videos flashed by one after another. In the videos, either the grief-stricken Lacini was wandering in the underground sewer with the Glory Army, or the embarrassed Luo Er escaped from the pursuit, or Mu Xiaohu, whose clothes were already tattered, was bandaging his wounds with a grimacing face.
In addition to these people, there are the flames of war that are now ignited everywhere on Zhongwu Star. In some places, the alien resistance forces have already formed a scale, and can even compete with the local armed forces other than the legion; in some places, the so-called resistance forces are just taking advantage of the fire with this name, and both humans and aliens will be bullied or even killed by them; in some other places, human armies are advancing on a large scale, encircling, and then suppressing with firepower.
In the past, Rong Yuan would have intervened. But now, he was indifferent and spent most of his time reading or looking at the starry sky outside the window. Even Wandou didn't know what he was thinking.
The Book of Merit also had no reaction to this, because this was not simply a case of the strong bullying the weak, but a war of races, a fight for survival. According to the rules of the Book of Merit, this situation would not simply distinguish between good and evil, black and white. Even if the contractor watched it happen, no merit would be deducted; but if Rong Yuan took action to save someone in danger - no matter which side of the intelligent life it was, merit would be increased.
Wandou took out the Merit Book. Although as a spirit, it could clearly see the contents even without looking at it with its eyes, it seemed more intuitive this way.
Since leaving Landia, the merit points have only increased a few times, all because Rong Yuan did not deliberately save the people around him. However, when the other party died that time, a lot of merit points were added. Apart from that, there were records of deductions.
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, rarely more than ten o'clock, and the names involved were all very unfamiliar, but it continued incessantly, as many as a dozen times a day, and as few as three or four times.
This shows that even though Rong Yuan has been away from Zhong Wuxing for so many years, there are still people suffering because of certain things he did not deal with cleanly back then.
It was for this reason that they returned to Zhongwu Star.
At Qidan, these records had been reduced by more than half, but there were still some, which meant that someone else should have built a secret laboratory like Qidan in other places. But Rong Yuan had searched around Zhongwu Star before, but did not find any.
He also showed a lazy attitude towards this, as if he didn't care whether he could solve it completely or not. After he couldn't find any trace, he didn't try to dig deeper. Otherwise, there are actually corresponding products in the Merit Mall that can help him find those who deducted his merit points, and Wandou thinks that he should be able to find some clues from Lin Qingsi, but Rongyuan didn't mention it.
Wandou touched the thin pages of the Merit Book and the black words on it, looked at Rong Yuan who was staring out the window, and asked tentatively: "Rong Yuan, many people have died on Zhong Wuxing...Aren't you going to help them?"
Rong Yuan withdrew his gaze from the starry sky, looked at him, and smiled faintly, as if he felt that Wandou's question was something he had expected, and seemed a little helpless.
"Who to help?" he asked.
Pea thought about it and felt that the aliens were actually very pitiful, but some of them were also very bad, and not all humans on Zhongwu Star were bad.
So Pea whispered, "... innocent people?"
Rong Yuan smiled, shook his head, was silent for a while, and then said: "I have helped before."
"Originally, the alien race we are talking about now was the master of this planet. Humans were just slaves under their rule without any freedom or dignity. They had no writing system of their own and had forgotten their own language. They could only rely on hard work day and night in the alien race's territory to exchange for a little living space. However, the alien race at that time already had some rudiments of technological civilization. As long as they continued to develop, they would sooner or later develop into a higher level of civilization."
"Then, I felt sorry for the humans here, so I intervened."
"I helped a race that originally had difficulty even maintaining its existence win in this survival competition. I always thought I was doing a good thing...but what was the result?"
"The high and the low are in the wrong places, black and white are reversed, and justice and evil are interchanged."
"More than two hundred years ago, the number of intelligent races on this planet would be amazing even among interstellar civilizations. Among the intelligent races that evolved from various wild animals, some could control lightning, some could call the wind and rain, some could split mountains and crack the earth, some could run like the wind, some had infinite strength, some could soar thousands of miles above, some could swim at the bottom of the deep sea, some were covered in venom, and some could even split themselves."
"But what about now?"
"The more similar a species is to humans, the more likely it is to survive. As for the others, most of them are classified as the lowest class and have a hard time surviving. The once rich and diverse abilities have almost disappeared. Maybe they were hidden, or maybe... they were all exterminated because they were feared by humans."
"All of this is caused by me."
Rong Yuan said.
"No, it's not your fault!" Pea hurriedly comforted him, "When you helped humans, you didn't know that the future would turn out like this! And even if humans would massacre other races after they developed, it doesn't mean that it was wrong for you to help them when they were in trouble! Even the Merit Book didn't deduct your merits for this! It means that even the Merit Book recognizes it! It thinks you did the right thing! As for later... later... later humans became like that, it's because they were too bad! It has nothing to do with you! Think about it, a place as big as the earth has developed into so many countries, and wars often occur. Even a small village of a few hundred people often staged various farces of fighting for power! It can be seen that the nature of many intelligent races is like this, disputes, killings, chaos, no one can do anything about such things. So... so it's not your responsibility."
Wandou felt so sorry for Rong Yuan.
When Rong Yuan returned to Zhongwu Star, although it looked the same as usual, when he saw the current state of Zhongwu Star, saw that many races had completely disappeared in history, and saw that the people he had helped had become the biggest villains on the planet... How heartbroken and disappointed he must have felt after seeing all those things! Whenever Wandou thought about it, he felt so sad that he could hardly speak.
After listening to the long string of words it said in a hurry, Rong Yuan couldn't help but smile and patted its little head. People like him, who have their own mature values and judgment standards, naturally would not easily change their minds because of a few words from Wandou, but he would not argue with it about the right and wrong of responsibility, but just said -
"Even if you say so, in the eyes of these alien races on Zhongwu Star, I, who once chose to help humans, am no different from a devil to them, right?"
Pea wanted to say something, but in his haste, he didn't know what to say.
"So this time, I am not going to help either side for the time being." Rong Yuan said: "I want to see... see what choices the people of Zhongwu Star will make without any outside interference, and see what kind of future they will move towards."
"But didn't Mu Xiaohu and Luo Er go to help?" Wandou thought for a moment and said, "Aren't they considered external forces?"
"Although they are both very capable among their peers, they are still children after all. Their joining can only be regarded as a heavy chip on one end of the scale, but it is not enough to be called a decisive force." Rong Yuan said: "Moreover, the knowledge level and weaponry of the alien race are far behind that of humans. Without their help, the alien resistance army can only create some terrorist incidents at most, and actually there is not much room for resistance in front of humans."
Pea nodded thoughtfully. It didn't really care about Mu Xiaohu and Luo Er, nor did it really care which side would win on Zhongwu Star, the humans or the aliens. It just wanted to know Rong Yuan's opinion.
Lin Lai was sitting shirtless in a white room. A cute little nurse was holding a slender brush. She carefully dipped some transparent liquid from a jar and gently brushed it on Lin Lai's back, arms and neck. Lin Lai gritted his teeth and still made uncomfortable gasping sounds. It was obvious that the liquid caused him considerable pain.
"Be patient, it will be fine soon." The young nurse comforted him softly, and continued brushing for another five or six minutes. She looked around for a while, nodded, put away the brush and the bottle of liquid, and reminded Lin Lai about the taboos in diet and life. Then she packed the bottles, gauze, tweezers and several bottles of medicine onto the cart next to her and left.
Mo Gui, who was standing outside the door, saw the nurse leave, pushed the door open, and stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself. The parts of his body where the medicine was applied were originally a little red, but the redness gradually faded, and a layer of blue-black bumps like fish scales appeared, which could scare people with trypophobia to limp legs at a glance.
There were some fish-scale-like bumps not only on his body, but also on his face, and only the outlines of his facial features could be vaguely seen. But people who took a look at him would never want to look at him a second time.
But Mo Gui looked at him without avoiding his gaze. The young man in black leaned against the door with his arms folded, and whispered: "Actually, you don't have to do this. It's enough for me to go alone."
"You?" Lin Lai said mockingly, "What can you do? Can you build relationships with others, or bargain with them? Do you know how to pretend to be a black marketeer without being exposed? Do you know what to say when people question you?"
Mo Gui pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Hey , this potion is really powerful! I didn't expect we have this kind of thing." Lin Lai touched the scales on his body that had completely changed color, put on the clothes hanging on the rack, looked in the mirror again, and said sourly: "Now you should be happy, right? You have become the most handsome among us."
Mo Gui rolled his eyes at him and snorted, "That's who I am!"
"What did you say?" Lin Lai raised his eyebrows and looked at him in the mirror.
"Nothing." Mo Gui muttered, "But you, be careful when you go out on the street, don't let the police arrest you before you finish your work."
"Haha, don't worry about that. I'm not that bad." Lin Lai picked up another hat and put it on his head. He lowered the brim of the hat and looked into the mirror from below. After studying for a while, he changed the hat again: "Well, this feeling is just right. By the way, have they sent the information over? Who are we going to trade with?"
"The Glorious Revolutionary Army, led by Rotstein."
