By their very nature, they naturally believed themselves superior to others.
If they were not superior, then how could they justify the heaven-sent abilities they had gained, or the suffering they had endured?
And how could they enjoy privileges, gain power, status, and wealth?
Having climbed to their current positions, would they really look down and see how difficult life was for ordinary people?
Forget these high-ranking superhumans.
Even the First King who had emerged from the laboratory—would he abolish superhuman experiments out of consideration for the suffering of the test subjects?
No.
On the contrary, he had gone even further, allowing and even intervening in more superhuman experiments in order to build a foundation of superhumans and strengthen his own power.
Things had quieted down quite a bit recently.
They had originally thought that the superhuman experiments had run into obstacles, that the success rate was too low and some bottleneck had forced them to stop.
Who would have thought that, judging from the tank behind him, it probably contained something for treatment.
Those superhumans who knew of Aerte's origins immediately guessed that something had gone wrong with his body.
There were only a few problems that experimental superhumans generally developed, and genetic collapse was among the most likely.
That was simply the reality for superhumans.
Yet he had unexpectedly asked about something that was common knowledge among both superhumans and the upper echelons of ordinary society...
The others could not help feeling unsettled as they tried to discern his intentions.
Did he support or oppose superhumans obtaining special rights and status?
Did he hope for superhumans to become superior beings?
Naturally, they did not want their answers to conflict with his goals.
At this point, Aerte roughly understood Xie Yu and the others' purpose. Gathering all his strength,