Arishem then saw people secretly dumping fluorescent green wastewater into the sea at night. According to the Collector's long-range readings, it was radioactive liquid that might damage Laboratory Earth.
Su Ming told him not to worry and explained that it was a form of performance art, meant to give color to the pitch-black sea at night. He then steered the topic toward aesthetics and social progress.
Only societies with excess productive capacity developed a need for beauty. With humanity's current level of technology, productivity was already excessive, so the future held great promise!
As for a little radioactive liquid, Earth's oceans had self-purifying capabilities. Did the Celestials have so little confidence in the laboratory they had built themselves?
The Judge accepted this logic. Regarding productivity and biological needs, Yin Tama was right.
Besides, compared to the vastness of the ocean, a few dozen tons of radioactive liquid truly amounted to nothing.
In truth, the Sorcerer Supreme had already memorized those people's faces. Once he got back, he planned to send someone to wipe them all out. Dumping nuclear waste along New York's coast—were they insane?
Mm, he could also ask the Celestials for a backup of this footage in a human-readable data format, then send it to a news channel to expose them. Maybe it could even boost sales of Wilson mineral water. It was not entirely a bad thing.
The Judge next selected a scene of a white police officer opening fire on a Black man jogging at night.
The Black man was probably a white-collar worker who could only exercise after getting off work at night. Then he ran into a white police officer on patrol.
Because he was wearing headphones and listening to music while running, he did not hear the shout to stop. The officer then