I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 407 - 405: The Wound of the World

Chapter 407: Chapter 405: The Wound of the World

"They ultimately realized that there is no meaning to pursue in this world," Wei Tianyang said.

"You’ve fallen into nihilism, Wei," Spencer said.

"No. Think about it, Spencer, what would happen if you took away justice and notions of good and evil from this world?" Wei Tianyang asked.

Spencer paused by the window, gazing down at the snow-covered streets below, lost in thought.

Strip away the concepts of good and evil and justice... he thought long and hard, and it seemed to him that doing so really wouldn’t affect this world much.

The conditions that trigger wars between nations are purely related to geopolitics and resource interests, and the law itself is a tool for controlling the lower classes; whether it is just or not is unimportant.

"We were able to construct civilizations, and that was no fluke. We have beliefs..." Spencer said.

"There are countless mythological systems around the world, and not everyone believes in Rada Gan. To be honest, I’ve been to the holy scriptures too, and they only admire strength," Wei Tianyang said.

Spencer fell silent, unable to find the words to respond.

"Spencer. Have you been to space?" Wei Tianyang asked.

"I visited the space elevator just once..." Spencer answered.

"What did you feel?" Wei Tianyang asked again.

"I had some reservations about the engineering safety of that thing, and... for someone my age, that place is too high," Spencer said.

"I have looked down upon the entire planet from an even higher place," Wei Tianyang said.

"I know... you went to Yin Country’s space station," Spencer said.

"Spencer, do you know how insignificant humans are at that height?" Wei Tianyang said.

"It’s hard to see clearly from that height; maybe you can, but I can’t," Spencer said.

"On this planet, within human society, you are Spencer, the founder of United Pharmaceuticals, a billionaire, a Black Medicine scientist; you have your political leanings, personal likes and dislikes, you care about people, you have a lover and family, you have friends and business partners... and you have enemies."

"No doubt, you have a high social status, you’ve established connections with many people, these connections form a network of influence, the money you earn allows you to do anything, you are a successful individual."

"But from the perspective of the universe, you are just a carbon-based life form weighing a little over 130 pounds, capable of making five different tones with your voice, unable to fly, with a top speed of 10 kilometers per hour... with a lifespan of barely a hundred years, and... very easy to kill."

Wei Tianyang paused as he spoke, turning over and getting out of bed. With a casual swirl of his right hand, a bottle of whiskey flew out of the liquor cabinet, disintegrated in midair, and the liquid, like a mass of amber jelly, flew to his side.

He stood by the window, looking up at the moon, his pitch-black right hand raised a finger, poking it into the floating mass of whiskey.

The liquid was slowly absorbed by his finger as a spicy aroma of whiskey gradually emerged in his mouth.

"Humans are no different from other animals, but by chance, we have civilization, and so... to distinguish ourselves from the animals, we have attributed all sorts of meanings to ourselves," Wei Tianyang said.

"Civilization is not chance, Wei. To build a civilization, the necessary conditions are the transmission and inheritance of information. On the entire Earth, only humans have developed language, and language is our ultimate weapon over all other animals," Spencer said.

"About language, I concede. But that’s also what I’m getting to next," Wei Tianyang said.

He paced back and forth in the room.

He continued, "Heavenly Falling Objects also have language, they don’t need to speak it with their mouths but transmit it directly into each other’s minds, just like the conversation we’re having now. They have communication methods that far exceed human levels but have not formed a civilization. Do you understand what this means?"

Spencer had little experience with such things. He knew of Lilith but was not in Old Bideng’s circle, so he knew very little about Lilith’s actual situation, let alone having contact with her.

"I don’t know what word to use to describe it, is this some kind of meme contagion?" Spencer said.

"First, I should explain the difference between the way you and I communicate. You’re talking to yourself. I hear your voice with my ears and understand what you’re trying to convey."

"But language itself is full of deception, because you can say something totally different from what you think. Me, I’m not transmitting sound, I’m sharing my inner thoughts with you."

"I didn’t have a deep understanding of this ability at first, it’s only recently that I’ve realized that the communication method of the Heavenly Falling Objects has no lies. Communication by sharing inner thoughts is incapable of deception,"

Wei Tianyang said.

"No, you should know that there is a technique in the military called brainwashing," Spencer said.

"Brainwashing and lying are different matters, I’m aware of psychological suggestions like 2+2=5, but think about it, if you practice the principles you firmly believe in, even if those principles were instilled through brainwashing, what difference is there between that and someone who’s honest and reliable?" Wei Tianyang said.

"Are you saying, Heavenly Falling Objects don’t lie?" Spencer asked.

"No. There are many ways to lie; when they speak with their mouths, they naturally learn to lie. But even when sharing thoughts and minds, they can betray. That’s lying in action," Wei Tianyang said.

"They have a more efficient way of communicating, Spencer, I know what they would do... Their efficiency far surpasses that of humans," Wei Tianyang said.

He looked out into the pitch-black night and fell silent.

"Then what would they pursue? What would they do while they are alive? And why would they die? Can you tell me?" Spencer said.

"Grand narratives... everything about humans is meaningless, civilization is just because individuals are too weak, aren’t the organizations humans build just invisible Heavenly Falling Objects? These organizations also have various ’superpowers’, teams, companies, foundations, nations... Do you know, Spencer? As I stared at Earth from the universe, what I saw were giants, resting under the sunlight, in the darkness..."

"There’s no greater meaning, not for individuals. Nothing is more important than living through the day. My anger doesn’t come from a desire for justice; I’m not a good man in the eyes of animals, Spencer."

"I’m just responding to all violence reflexively, then finding an excuse to wrap myself up. I am the embodiment of suffering in this world; I am just one of the countless scars of the world. My violence can’t solve humanity’s problems, and I have no meaning. Don’t come to me; I can’t help you."

Wei Tianyang said this, drank all the whiskey, and stumbled towards the bed. Baphomet then jumped down and nestled next to him, as if to support him.

"Wei Tianyang... you could become a leader for humanity, a milestone connecting the new era! You could become a god! Wei Tianyang!!"

Spencer kept calling out, but Wei Tianyang did not respond again.

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