"Why won't you reveal the secret of the Fountain of Youth Water?" Liu Jian found Lu Zhi and asked directly.
"Why should I reveal it? Besides, why do you care about this? You only need to do your job of upholding justice."
"What you're doing now is depriving most people of justice."
"Hmph. The Fountain of Youth Water is mine. I don't want to talk about it. That's my right." Lu Zhi shook her head.
"It is your right, but justice includes fairness and righteousness. Fairness doesn't mean everything has to be absolutely reasonable. Sometimes, some people have to be wronged so that the whole can survive. Take forcibly taxing the property of the rich, for example. The purpose is to use it for welfare, to keep society running smoothly and prevent endless internal strife. In truth, it also fundamentally safeguards the rich themselves." Liu Jian explained patiently.
"Heh." Those two simple words fully conveyed the speaker's mood.
It wasn't that Lu Zhi did not want to tell him. She could not.
Was she supposed to tell him that the Fountain of Youth Water was exactly what those chemists and Doctor had analyzed it to be: merely a highly concentrated lethal chemical substance?
The Fountain of Youth Water had only one secret: every drop carried Furball's aura.
Drinking it was equivalent to drinking Furball's aura.
Through it, Furball could read all the memories in a person's brain, then randomly attach them to another newborn.
To save trouble, it would choose someone near that person—the closer, the better.
The workload sounded enormous, impossible to accomplish, but Furball was not human.
Take computers, for example.
Calculations immense to humans took only a second for a computer.
Humans could never memorize tens of millions of books, but for a computer, it was merely