Lü Zhongqi's tone was low and calm, without the slightest hint of "unfulfilled ambitions and lingering unwillingness."
Instead, he resembled an old teacher whose life had burned down to its last embers, trying to gather what little strength remained in his dying moments to pass the final Fire Seed to his students.
Meng Chao did not answer Lü Zhongqi's question.
In every one of his brain cells, an image of doomsday descending blazed fiercely.
To stop doomsday, a price had to be paid.
The price of several hundred lives was not too high, was it?
This thought was like a demon's murmur, rising from deep within Meng Chao's ear canals. It sent goosebumps across his body and plunged him into a deep tremor.
Fortunately, Lü Zhongqi did not need his answer.
This old man, already standing at death's door yet still composed and unhurried, listened to the sounds coming from above the rock strata and said mildly, "The people above won't have all the arrest measures arranged so quickly. We still have time to conduct an interesting thought experiment.
"Suppose that the Blood Alliance, this 'deranged, inhuman, heinously sinful' evil organization, had never appeared in Dragon City's history.
"From the very beginning, Dragon City had been ruled by organizations like the Nine Super Enterprises or even the Blue Alliance—organizations that were 'bright, free, equal, and loving.'
"Such an organization, utterly different from the Blood Alliance, would naturally care deeply about every precious life. It would also be willing to listen to the voices of countless ordinary people, cherish equality between people even more, and before making any decision requiring great sacrifice, repeatedly deliberate, carefully demonstrate its case, gain broad consensus, and ensure that nothing could possibly go wrong.
"Do you think such a 'just and kind' organization could possibly, like