Qin Siyang took out the Drill Pod and set off for Zhong Dingming's home with Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang aboard.
"Old Li, what kind of person is Zhong Dingming?"
"What kind of person?" Li Tianming leaned back in his seat, lowered his eyes in thought, and finally said slowly, "If I hadn't learned about the yellow-silver star ore, I would've thought Zhong Dingming wasn't even human."
"Why?"
Li Tianming rubbed between his brows. "Everyone has different desires. Everyone has different preferences."
"If someone shows no desires or preferences, then he's either a saint who has abandoned them in pursuit of firm ideals, or a poor man without the power or money to satisfy them."
Qin Siyang cut in. "He could also be in a vegetative state."
"...You brat really know how to ruin the mood. Nothing gets through to you!"
Qin Siyang curled his lip. "The moment you open your mouth, you build some theory a dozen stories high, acting all profound, and I'm not allowed to get a word in? Just talk about Zhong Dingming. Cut the crap."
"I am talking about Zhong Dingming! The apocalypse is already here, so let's leave saints out of it for now. Once an ordinary person gains power and money, his desires will show."
"Besides the shared goal of improving their strength, almost everyone in a position of power in the Safe Zone has their own preferences. Xiao Zhigang craves power, Jiang Yuanrui covets wealth, Gu Weiyang values fame, Yan Budong lusts after women..."
"Yan Budong lusts after women? Old Li, you were no better back then!"
"What the hell do you know? I was keeping a low profile, pretending I had no ambitions to lull my enemies into complacency!"
"Oh, give me a break. Who did you lull into complacency? The