Shinjuku Internment Camp.
There was no trace of human life left here. After the previous Shinjuku massacre, the place had been thoroughly cleared out. Neither Britannians nor Area 11 residents were willing to come near it, as if it were some cursed place. Now, all of Shinjuku was nothing but ruins, resembling a graveyard for the dead.
"...Mr. Fang Zheng, there's something I wanted to ask you."
Looking at the ruins before her, Yuffie closed her eyes.
"...Can humanity achieve peace through mutual understanding?"
"Mutual understanding?"
"Yes. I once heard someone say that she had always been devoted to mutual understanding among humanity, believing that as long as people understood one another..."
"...it would lead to absolute slaughter."
"Huh?"
Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Yuffie opened her eyes in surprise and looked at him.
"The reason humanity can maintain peace is precisely because people cannot understand one another. Once they do, all that remains is war."
"Why... would you say that?"
"Because everyone's experiences are different."
Fang Zheng sighed and looked toward the ruins before them.
"What you consider meaningful may hold no value at all in my eyes. What I believe must exist may be something you think must be destroyed. If neither side understands the other, they may still act while holding onto the thought that 'perhaps one day, he will understand my ideas.' But once they understand one another and confirm that there is no point of communication between them, then all that remains... is war and slaughter between them."
At that, Fang Zheng gave a soft snort.
"In fact, the person who said that had happened to prove that it was nothing more than a Fantasy."
"...Why do you think so?"
"Suppose there's a fruit tree here."
Fang Zheng raised a hand and pointed ahead.
"Beneath the