I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 187 - 185: Accomplice

Chapter 187: Chapter 185: Accomplice

"Some people simply don’t have the capacity to fight; you can’t demand it of them," Wei Tianyang shook his head.

Not only the elderly, women, children babbling their first words, but also the disabled veterans, the middle-aged with illnesses, and the women shattered in body and spirit from being bullied—it wasn’t that they were unwilling to fight, but that they had lost the ability to do so.

According to Rada Gan, these people would also be discarded.

But what about those who did have the ability to fight? What was their purpose in going to war if not to protect those behind them who couldn’t?

The opposing side was no different. The soldiers were merely weapons in the hands of politicians, their souls filled with relentless propaganda churned out by the state’s machinery, that meaningless rage compelling a farmer’s son to traverse oceans and mountains, to kill another farmer’s son—that was the essence of war.

Rada Gan chuckled, "Not everyone deserves help. In the extreme conditions of war, how can you, or anyone else, maintain their humanity?"

He paced in the light and continued, "To lose humanity is to lose a lot, but to lose the beast within is to lose everything. Thus, I only help those who want to survive by becoming beasts, those who truly possess awakening."

"So even children must be injected with Black Medicine, becoming war machines?" Wei Tianyang asked.

"It is their own choice," Rada Gan replied.

In other words, did Rada Gan not only have endless money but also brought along Black Medicine?

"You forced them to make that choice, Rada Gan," Wei Tianyang said.

"No, there’s actually no choice at all, only one road lies in front of them. To live, they must take that road; I merely stood at the crossroads, pointing them forward," Rada Gan said.

"Whose pharmaceutical company are you behind? Tian Tai...no, Tian Tai no longer exists, Red Pharmaceutical?" Wei Tianyang asked.

Rada Gan looked at Wei Tianyang and smiled, "Why would you think that?"

"If you’re not from a pharmaceutical company, then where did you get the Black Medicine? These things aren’t just laid out in the market for sale," Wei Tianyang said.

"I’m not from a pharmaceutical, and indeed, the Black Medicine can’t be bought with money... however, I used gold," Rada Gan laughed.

Wei Tianyang fell silent; gold was a solid currency, more valuable than any national currency.

But the problem was that internationally circulated gold is tagged, and such a large transaction wouldn’t go unnoticed by Sethiyan Federation and Yin Country. With Rada Gan trading in such large quantities of gold, his background should have been figured out long ago.

"Just as you said, Black Medicine isn’t casually traded. What I bought with gold were merely undeveloped, test-phase waste drugs, that, albeit not fully potent couldn’t kill the injected or turn them into superpowered special forces... but still, they are somewhat effective, enough to stand against those using firearms," Rada Gan said.

"Do you consider yourself doing a good deed?" Wei Tianyang laughed.

Rada Gan spread his hands, "Why wouldn’t it count? Without me, this place would have been razed to the ground a year ago. The beach would be full of men’s corpses, their wives and children turned into sex slaves and laborers. I pulled them out with gold!"

Wei Tianyang shook his head, "You merely lured the most irritable and impulsive group with gold, sending them unarmed into the meat grinder. You are not serious about your approach to war; you are indifferent to their casualties. You measure human lives by gold; you are merely playing at being a god."

Rada Gan’s eyes hardened, "And what has the United Council done? The war has been waging for two years, and the world’s strongest nations show no sign of intervention."

Wei Tianyang snorted coldly and said, "They themselves have set up legal norms that restrict their own actions, and it could be said that because there is no profit to be made, they have no motivation to intervene. Their inability to intervene is merely an excuse cloaked in tinsel."

"You also know that what is called international order is nothing more than a tablecloth decorating the table of interest distribution, and you, you are one of them. What right do you have now to accuse me? I have brought strength to those on this land who dare to risk their lives in battle! What have you done?" Rada Gan said angrily.

Wei Tianyang calmly said, "I killed the President of Yixu."

Hearing this, the words Rada Gan had intended to blurt out got stuck in his throat; he swallowed his saliva, somewhat surprised, and said, "You killed him...?"

"Killing a person is, to me, no different from stepping on an ant. I came here just to seek an answer," Wei Tianyang said.

"What answer?" asked Rada Gan.

"How to end the war," Wei Tianyang responded.

"As long as one side wins, the war will end," Rada Gan said.

Wei Tianyang laughed, shook his head, and said, "Your understanding of war is still so superficial."

Rada Gan, a bit unconvinced, wanted to step down the pedestal, his toes touched the edge of darkness, but then he halted.

He had a feeling, an instinct told him that darkness wasn’t where he belonged—the only safe place in this great hall was this small segment of illuminated circle. The darkness belonged to Wei Tianyang.

"What higher view do you have?" Rada Gan asked.

"I once thought that killing the politicians who started the war would end it, but the battle didn’t end. Last night, sitting on a pile of rubble, I understood."

"Humans cannot exist alone; we’ve never truly been alone. Everyone lives within a collective; we need to play our respective roles in different positions. This social environment endows us with two kinds of thought."

"When we are briefly alone, we momentarily become ourselves again and have our own opinions about certain things. But when we reintegrate into the collective, what decides our views on certain matters is no longer ourselves but our positions and identities."

"And the orientation of public opinion on social media introduces more complex influences on our cognition and thinking capabilities. Presidents, in order to wage wars, fabricate ornate lies, guiding the people’s anger, and within the collective, the majority gets swept up in this anger."

"Social networks deprive humans of their last solitary space. Everyone is immersed in the ’collective’ every moment. Our way of thinking, our views on certain matters, no longer come from us, but from different opinions shaped by the media’s guidance. And those guiding these opinions include corporations, politicians, subordinate groups of vested interests, foreign forces..."

"In the end, the truth no longer matters; the truth is in the hands of those who have the authority to delete or silence others. Cruelty has become justice, aggression has turned into retaliation, and people have turned into demons..."

"Killing one person is already incapable of stopping all this... it’s not enough... far from enough... yet more killing will only spark more hatred and anger... the more I kill, the more correct those opinions become... I’ve actually become the accessory..."

"Rada Gan, what you’ve bought with gold is not courage or strength but oil to keep the war machine running. Both you and I are laboring in vain. What we’re fighting against isn’t a country, an organization, or a person."

"There’s something darker lurking behind."

Wei Tianyang’s crimson eyes lit up in the darkness, and his words rendered Rada Gan utterly speechless.

"No... I..." Rada Gan looked at his hands, murmuring.

Then, he looked at Wei Tianyang again, reaching out his hand.

"Join me as my Knight! Together we can... end all this."