"Why? Why are you holding them back?
"These aren't dangerous items. They're all lifesaving supplies. Do you know how many people in Africa are waiting for these medicines to save their lives?"
The border officers said, "We're just following orders."
"You... You're nothing but cold-blooded animals with hearts of stone!"
The border officers curled their lips disdainfully. "Hah, I really don't understand people like you. What the hell does it have to do with you if more people in Africa die? It's not like the United States made Africans sick. What obligation do we have to spend so much money and effort helping them?"
The girl cried out heartbrokenly, "You Americans are trash! Isn't the war unable to stop because of your political needs?"
"I'm sorry, this isn't something I can decide..."
The girl said despairingly, "I don't want to hear your hypocritical apology. I just want my family to come back! I just want my father and mother! Sob..."
"I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. I'm truly sorry..."
Returning from the memories of the past to reality, Mozi leaned against the sofa and stared blankly at the ornate ceiling. In a daze, he seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Humans are animals that cannot survive without hurting one another..."
Mozi murmured, his fists unconsciously clenching.
The entirety of human society was covered by a false facade. Humanity deceived itself, speaking of love and beauty, abiding by ethics and morality, when in truth they were nothing more than beasts, living merely to survive, like walking corpses.
"Soon. Very soon. Such a tragic race will soon be granted liberation, as long as we wait for the Lord's arrival..."
Long ago, he had realized that humanity was a deeply tragic species. Living meant suffering, and only death could grant humanity true liberation.
Guiding Trisolaris's arrival and wiping out All Humanity, granting them true liberation—this was Mozi's purpose.
To Mozi, Trisolaris was salvation.
When Lin Feng returned to the villa, he saw a white man waiting on the sofa the moment he entered the living room. Several well-trained CIA agents stood beside him, staring at Lin Feng like predators locking onto prey.
"You're quite composed, Mr. Mozi. You're completely surrounded now," Lin Feng said.
He did not say it to mock him. He genuinely felt a degree of admiration.
If Lin Feng had been the ETO Wallbreaker, he would certainly have felt on edge in such an environment. Though he would not have been unable to bear it, he definitely would not have appeared this relaxed.
However, Lin Feng's admiration sounded very much like mockery to Mozi, and he immediately retorted.
"Wallfacer Feng Taylor, I thought you were too scared to come."
Lin Feng automatically interpreted those words as meaning that he was afraid of the ETO and Trisolaris, and did not dare come meet him, one of his own.
What a joke. What was there to fear about the ETO and Trisolaris? They were both things that had been dealt with in the original story. If he were afraid, why would he be a Wallfacer?
Lin Feng shook his head slightly, his expression calm. "Nothing can make me afraid."
Mozi said, "Those words are truly ironic coming from someone who never leaves his home."
"A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall."
Lin Feng gave a dry cough. It was indeed unpleasant to hear an enemy say that to him, but when one of his own teased him about it, Lin Feng did not feel much hostility. He only felt awkward.
Mozi raised his brows, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.
"It seems you know Chinese classics quite well. You even know Mencius's famous saying."
"Now, please allow me to briefly summarize your plan."
Getting to the point, Lin Feng's expression turned solemn. He sat opposite Mozi, with a tea table between them.
"Please."
Lin Feng gestured with his hand and gave Mozi a sincere look.
Lin Feng knew that Sophons monitored humanity at all times, so he used his actions to convey his meaning—he was a good teammate and would never betray him. Mozi could boldly explain the plan without concern; Lin Feng would provide proper cover.
However, in Mozi's eyes, this was overflowing confidence, contempt for him, the ETO Wallbreaker—if the Wallbreaker posed no threat, why would Lin Feng need to care?
Damn Wallfacer! Once I break your wall, let's see if you can stay so confident! Mozi cursed through gritted teeth, his hostility greater than before.
Mozi said, "Your plan is to promote Intelligent AI throughout industry, shifting vast numbers of people from manual labor to mental labor, then attempting to use them to find, through exhaustive methods, a way to block Sophon interference and break through the technological blockade."
"Is there anything wrong with my summary?" Mozi asked in return.
Lin Feng patiently listened to everything, then shook his head.
"No. That is my plan."
"No, that is not your plan."
The moment Lin Feng answered, Mozi refuted him.
Mozi said coldly, "Your true plan is to create an artificial intelligence capable of self-upgrading, then go further and create an artificial intelligence civilization free from human control!"
"That is your true purpose. To achieve it, you need artificial intelligence to learn humanity's methods of material gathering, processing, and independent thought!"
"That is why you are so eager to make Intelligent AI perform complex work. It is like teaching a babbling infant, starting from the very basics and gradually guiding humanity into teaching Intelligent AI everything they know."
Create an artificial intelligence civilization?
That didn't sound right. What did that have to do with fighting the Trisolarans?
Lin Feng could not quite keep up with that line of thinking.
Lin Feng knew that he was currently playing the role of a Wallfacer. The ETO Wallbreaker who had come to break his wall was actually the true "Wallfacer."
The "Wallfacer" was telling him the plan. If he did not understand it, then would not his "teammate" have risked everything to tell him the plan for nothing?
Lin Feng needed to ask clearly.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."
Mozi sneered. "Heh. Denial is useless, because you have never held any hope for humanity. You have never believed humanity could defeat Trisolaris by its own strength."
Lin Feng did not deny that. Having read the original story, he naturally could no longer hold any hope for humanity.
However, some things could not be said even if he knew them, because he was a Wallfacer.
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't just talk nonsense," Lin Feng said.
Mozi replied smugly, "We collected all of your conversations, actions, and microexpressions. Through mainframe simulations, we obtained your thought model. We understand you even better than you understand yourself. For example, your fingers are gripping the armrest right now because, subconsciously, you're feeling nervous."
Lin Feng froze. He looked at the hand gripping the sofa's armrest, his expression uncertain.
Then he suddenly understood Mozi's intention. The other party was reminding him that the ETO was closely monitoring everything about him through such methods.
If such methods were used in an assassination, Lin Feng might really be in danger.
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