Chen Qingsheng went back. Before leaving, he said that at most three days later, he would give Su Hao a definite answer.
Su Hao said he could wait three days. If the Custody Bureau refused, he would find someone else to work with.
After Chen Qingsheng left, Ashan immediately voiced his doubt. "Boss Wei, is this plan the one you mentioned three years ago—the plan to completely wipe out the Resisters?"
Su Hao nodded. "That's right! Once it succeeds, the Resisters will lose the soil they need to survive. Give it another ten years, and they'll vanish completely. To eliminate an enemy like a stubborn patch of psoriasis, you don't necessarily have to eliminate the psoriasis itself. You can eliminate the host it clings to. For example, if you can't kill all the cockroaches in your house, what do you do?"
Ashan answered, "Burn down the house!"
Su Hao snapped his fingers. "Correct! Though not obviously correct, that's roughly the idea."
Ashan immediately drew inferences from one instance. "Then shouldn't we destroy the Sub-Star?"
Su Hao slapped him, exasperated by his failure to live up to expectations. "The Sub-Star is such a huge planet—go on, destroy it for me! You have to look at the essence of the matter! The Sub-Star exists in reality; there's no way to destroy it. And the root cause of the Resisters' proliferation isn't the Sub-Star itself, but their lofty, arrogant attitude of being able to freely travel to and from the Sub-Star.
Knock that arrogance out of them, and there won't be any Resisters left. If we can't solve the root of the problem, many children will still be seized and used to produce Balance Agents.
Without the Resisters, things like "Troublemakers," "Weepers," and "Squatting Watchers" will pop up instead."
Ashan's eyes lit up,