Noble people would always receive the dignity they deserved, while worthless scum could never escape the fate meant for worthless scum.
Perhaps realizing that his death was inevitable, Guixu, having pissed himself enough, could no longer endure this final "humiliation." He let out a hysterical roar at The Alliance Building as it gradually receded into the distance.
"Utter fools! Handing the civilized world over to savages from the wasteland!!! You don't deserve to be vault residents! You betrayed the Human Alliance! You betrayed the people who built the vaults!! Just—just wait and see, you won't end well!!"
Tears and snot covered his twisted face.
That hysterical roar and hatred did not merely sound savage—it barely sounded human.
The soldier holding his shoulder shot him a disgusted glance. He did not want those revolting fluids staining his uniform, yet he had no choice but to hold him tightly to keep him from killing himself.
For someone with no hope of survival, it was not impossible.
Though this guy might not have had the courage for it.
"Savages from the wasteland, huh... If the people who built the vaults knew that the people living in them would one day call their children that, do you think they'd still have built them?"
"Who exactly was the traitor? Who betrayed whom? You're about to die, and you still don't understand."
Staring into those eyes, half cowardice and half hysteria, the soldier pinning down his shoulder spoke viciously.
"When you die, you'd better keep your eyes wide open and see who's living through retribution, and who won't end well!"
Guixu's trial would be held alongside the trial of the senior members of the Enlightenment Society, as well as the trials of its accomplices.
The Sticky Community would establish a special court and investigative body