The Path Ahead for Civilization "Oh, all right. Perhaps they'll experience some abnormalities. For example, forgetting certain things, or accidentally seeing something beyond their comprehension in their dreams and entering a state of revelation."
Having been called out by Anvis, the Speaker showed a slightly helpless expression.
"But compared to death, those consequences are still far lighter, aren't they?"
"Yes, waking up having forgotten everything about themselves, or completely losing their minds and descending into madness."
Anvis shook his head, his tone mocking.
"Your 'eloquence' seems even worse than I imagined, Sir Fal."
"That is precisely because I do not need to convince anyone, Sir Zasite. Because aside from voicing their opinions, there is nothing they can do.
And now, you see, they cannot even voice their opinions."
As he casually retorted, the Speaker gestured toward the many sleeping Ninth Rank individuals.
"Moreover, Sir Zasite, according to your philosophy, there was never absolute fairness in this world—only fairness for the majority and fairness for the minority.
Exchanging these hopeless ordinary people and Low-Rank to mid-rank Professionals, along with a small number of Ninth Ranks, for the hope that all of Human Civilization may continue forward—how is that not another kind of fairness?"
"By the Human Civilization you speak of, Sir Fal, do you mean the Ninth Rank Limits who might not even number a hundred in total?"
Watching the ritual proceed with cold eyes, Anvis estimated the time remaining until the Speaker's ritual and network power finished gathering, his tone indifferent.
"And how can you be certain that, if the Ceiling Wall truly shatters, we will gain hope of breaking through rather than summon terrifying foreign objects from beyond?"
"I can fully answer both of your questions."
Within the increasingly warped and absurd Dream World around them, the Speaker revealed