The human heart was chaos. Good and evil depended on external constraints.
How the outside world constrained it was how the human heart would behave.
If there were no external constraints at all, humanity's evil side would often emerge swiftly.
The idea that human nature was inherently evil did have some basis.
Because without external restraints, people would live according to biological instinct.
And biological instinct had another term for it: beast.
At this moment, very little constrained White Ball.
Only its past social common sense and its own rationality remained.
In this world without its own kind, it did not need to worry about its reputation no matter what it did.
After talking with several astronauts for a while, its gaze quickly fell upon White Star.
It saw some of the comments.
Then it got angry.
Because someone had said, "What aliens? They're all useless trash. They've come here for a visit? They're probably losers even among aliens."
"Exactly. They're all licking boots. What the hell are they licking...?"
"Isn't it just a monster?"
With so many people, there would always be idiots saying stupid things.
Although they were dealt with immediately, and even the people themselves disappeared afterward, those comments still fell into White Ball's eyes.
It flew into a rage.
If humans had possessed neither consciousness nor intelligence, they would not have angered it.
But they did.
Those two things made survival vastly more convenient, yet they also brought enormous hidden dangers.
Just like now, White Ball suddenly stopped communicating with the astronauts and looked toward White Star.
All at once, the mass of a meteor rapidly increased.
It should have been ground into dust by friction, yet part of it remained.
"Bang!"
It landed in a desert somewhere.
A Mushroom Cloud rose into the sky.
"Its