Although Number Two was also one of the Saviors, he habitually approached problems with absolute rationality. Someone like him would never agonize over a trolley problem. After weighing the pros and cons, he would kill whoever needed killing, all to achieve a relatively optimal outcome.
"I thought only bleeding hearts would want to save this rotten world. I never imagined an inhuman lunatic like you would be a Savior too." Gao Ming found Number Two completely unlike the Saviors he had imagined.
"Aren't you the same?" Trapped deep within Tang Ling's dream, Number Two's consciousness had gone a long time without speaking to anyone. He was usually cold and aloof, disdaining prolonged conversations with fools. "I know many details of the Vast Sea Project. In return for saving me, I can take you there."
"You're already demonstrating your worth. Dealing with you is a real pleasure." Gao Ming needed no further explanation. Number Two knew what he wanted.
"Hanhai is a Blood City whose inhabitants were slaughtered. A Savior remodeled it, originally intending to create a city where humans and ghosts could coexist. But as the consciousnesses of living people migrated there, that city, which should have been dead, gradually awakened." As the city's former Smart Brain, Number Two had experienced every disaster. He knew far more than Fu Shu. "I saw a lot of material in the rooms inside your heart, along with some of your research. Your general direction is correct. You've eaten a hamburger before, right?"
Gao Ming had been listening intently when Number Two's sudden question interrupted him. "Yes. Why?"
"The real world is the top bun. The shadow world you saw in Hanhai is the bottom bun, while the Hanhai you live in is the area the Savior built for humans and ghosts to coexist.