Meng Chao's old face flushed red. He knew he had misspoken.
That was right. His children should not become monsters—but whose children were "supposed" to become monsters? Those destitute poor with empty pockets, or billionaires with fortunes wrapped around their waists?
"Then again, even if you don't make such a choice, humanity's evolutionary mutation is an irresistible tide. Before long, it will surge before our eyes in a mighty torrent."
Lü Siya said calmly, "You have already revealed the truth about Turanze to all Dragon City Citizens. I believe exchanges between Dragon City Civilization and Turan Civilization will soon begin. By then, countless desperate men who cannot find work in Dragon City and are starving with empty bellies will rush to Turanze to strike gold at any cost. And the finest among the Turan Orcs will certainly come to Dragon City, among us.
"Let us set aside those terrifying-looking werewolves, Tiger Men, Snake People, Boar People, and Minotaurs. But you said that among the Turan Orcs, there are also petite, adorable Cat People and Rabbit People.
"I believe that if the leaders of Turan Civilization are truly as intelligent and rational as you claimed, they will surely first send the harmless-looking Cat People and Rabbit People as 'ambassadors of goodwill.'
"Do you think ordinary citizens who have been bachelors their entire lives in Dragon City, watching helplessly as every member of the opposite sex was snatched away by Transcendents, would not be moved when they saw such charming, lovely, gentle Cat People and Rabbit People?
"I remember you also said that Turanze had long suffered intermittent famines caused by population explosions.
"Perfect. Dragon City Civilization may lack many things, but it has Synthetic Food in abundance. Its taste may be poor, but the calories are absolutely sufficient.
"Even ordinary Dragon