"If you want to talk about humanity, then I'm not sleepy anymore..."
Three hundred thousand words of praise sprang into Russell's mind, all compliments others had given him. They were genuine, not exaggerated, and could pass for something usable if copied over.
But once they reached his lips, he realized they did not suit his style, so his Poison Tongue emerged. "As for humanity, since I'm young and handsome, my understanding may not be thorough enough. I'll only mention a few points."
"First, they love food and hate work. Gluttony and laziness are instincts rooted in humanity's bones..."
"Second, they tire of the old and crave the new. Whether it's people, matters, or objects, humans always have the same attitude..."
"Then there's selfishness. They satisfy themselves, exclude others, and when possessiveness takes hold, they only accept rules once everyone's interests have been harmed..."
"They are insatiably greedy and lack restraint over their own desires..."
"Blah blah blah..."
Russell went on at great length without saying a single nice thing. Chiron could only smile bitterly. He wanted to refute him but could not open his mouth, because Russell was right. These were all flaws in human nature.
"Sun God, in your eyes, does humanity truly have no redeeming qualities?"
"You can't put it that way. For every flaw, there is an equal virtue. Take the points I just mentioned—look at them from the other side, and they are all strengths."
Russell continued, "Loving food and hating work is the ladder of human progress. To save themselves trouble, people can often push their creativity to its limits..."
"Craving the new and tiring of the old means curiosity toward fresh things and a desire to explore the unknown. It is a powerful force that breaks the shackles of inertia..."
"Selfishness and greed are