A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 1036

Chapter 1036: Chapter 712: Intersecting Each Other Chapter 1036: Chapter 712: Intersecting Each Other [Time: -41.48.12]
Duanmu Huai was dreaming.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a purely white space–no, it wasn't because the space was purely white in color, but because of dazzling brilliance. There was an entity here whose emitted light illuminated the world before him, plunging it into pure whiteness.

Duanmu Huai knew who he was, for all the scriptures had said that when you saw him, you would naturally know his identity, his title, his existence.

“I really didn't expect you to come find me.”

But Duanmu Huai didn't care about this, he just looked at the glowing figure, appearing quite composed.

“What do you want?”

“You shouldn't be here.”

The figure spoke–or maybe didn't–but it wasn't important, in any case, Duanmu Huai heard his voice.

“This is not where you should appear, you should return to where you belong.”

“Maybe yes, maybe no, what does it matter?”

Duanmu Huai spread his hands.

“The fact is, I am already here, what, are you also planning to close your eyes and foolishly hypnotize yourself that I do not exist like the Imperial Truth?”

“This is not something you should interfere in.”

The figure spoke again.

“You have your own mission.”

“That's none of your damn business.”

Duanmu Huai snorted coldly and retorted sharply.

“I decide where to be, I decide what to do. You're not getting senile from sitting too long on the Golden Toilet, thinking everyone should weep at your statements, are you? And stop spouting riddles in front of me; I hate those idiots who speak in half-truths and act all mysterious. Either speak up or shut up; if you keep quiet, you deserve the misfortune… Don't tell me you haven't learned your lesson yet?”

“…………”
Confronted with Duanmu Huai's mockery, the figure was silent for a moment.

“All of this is part of the plan, something you wouldn't understand.”

“Ah, that sounds so much like that phrase from a blue monster with a bunch of gynecological diseases on his face. Ah right, right, everything is your plan, the Horus rebellion was your plan, the division of Prototypes was your plan, Magnus breaking the net also your plan, the Imperial instability was also in your plan, so what's the point of your god-playing?”

While speaking, Duanmu Huai folded his arms in front of him.

“Come on, continue making stuff up, let's see how far-sighted you are. Seems your mouth is as tough as Cunning Deception, never admitting anything, right? Pretending like anyone cares about saving your face. Living for thousands of years without a bit of progress; knowledge isn't equal to wisdom, perhaps you'll never understand that principle.”

At this, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly. Dark flames erupted from his body, instantly engulfing the space that had been illuminated by pure white brilliance, turning it into a half-dark, half-white space.

“Also, stop casting such a bright light in someone else's mental space; you have no manners at all. By acting uncontrolled for so long, do you really think there's nothing in this world you can't offend? If it weren't for Horus colluding with the Evil God, I'd really like to see how he smashes your goddamn head in Terra.”

Duanmu Huai looked at the figure and revealed a fierce smile. Although he knew the figure's identity, it didn't mean he would bow down immediately; on the contrary, Duanmu Huai could sense an aura he greatly despised emanating from this figure, similar to the Superior Charm of the Zhenjiling–so that's what your personal charm is, huh, using this thing to fool others into revering you like a fool.

This trick might deceive others, but I am the God of Destruction now, do you really think I wouldn't dare smash your damn head?

Zhenjiling, at least, is a lovely girl. You're a man with a sharp, stabbing chin, so stop flaunting yourself in front of me.

You wouldn't be trying to stab me to death with that chin, would you?

“Everything I've done, has been for humans.”

“Expanding and conquering like a tyrant, forcibly advancing the worthless Imperial Truth? Sorry, but from my perspective, whatever you have done may be for humans, but your means are very foolish; I cannot agree with them.”

That's right, this was the aspect where Duanmu Huai and he were irreconcilable. He desired to shape the future of humans in his own way, put simply, he believed the future of humans must become what he envisioned as the right path.

But Duanmu Huai wasn't like that; he much preferred natural selection among humans, whether it was the Star Union, Faelun, or other worlds, whether it was the Magic World or the Technological World. All these didn't matter; what mattered was who would ultimately prevail. To Duanmu Huai, only those emerging from natural selection were the best, because this was the path chosen by humans themselves.

And not walking a path laid out by someone else's blueprint, believing that Western democracy was the best and other systems had no value–pure nonsense.

In that respect, Duanmu Huai was truly abiding by the Imperial Truth–acknowledging and accepting the objective development laws of things, rather than like some glowing old jerk, planning everything according to his own thoughts, considering anything deviating from his ideas as wrong and a threat.

Hmm, from a certain perspective, Duanmu Huai also saw him as a threat.

“There has never been a savior, nor do we rely on gods or emperors. To create happiness for humans, it must depend on humans themselves.”

Duanmu Huai spread his hands wide.

“Without an army of the people, there can be nothing of the people. Astarte, Imperial Guards, Genetic Prototypes? Are they even humans? Oh, and you, are you still human?”

Duanmu Huai squinted his eyes and stared at the figure in front of him, who merely gazed back at him.

“You must leave here.”

“Unfortunately, you don't get to decide, I don't listen to you, what can you do to me? Believe it or not, I could replace Horus and smash your damn skull on Terra.”

“You have no idea…”

“I don't need to know, nor do I want to know.”

Duanmu Huai forcefully cut off the figure's speech.

“Listen up, I will act based on what I see and what I think. I don't need anyone pointing fingers or drawing plans for me. Sure, I know this isn't normal, but so what? I can smash Ares, I can smash Angellon, and if I could pin Rogal and Horus to the ground and beat them, it would be even better. For me, that's enough. What about what comes next? The ship will straighten at the bridgehead naturally, why bother thinking so much? It's just a waste of time and brain cells. Look at you, you thought so much, and now aren't you just old pickled meat on the Golden Toilet? I didn't see your deep foresight doing any good.”

With Duanmu Huai's words, the black flames grew more intense, gradually beginning to devour the holy light, and the figure retreated.

“It seems we cannot reach an agreement.”

“On this point, we can agree.”

Duanmu Huai chuckled, making a not so funny joke.

The light faded slowly, and the figure was about to vanish.

“Oh, by the way, there was something I've been wanting to tell you.”

Duanmu Huai watched the disappearing figure, patted his head, then raised his right hand, made a fist, and then raised the middle finger.

“Fuck you, you son of a bitch raised by a whore.”

The light completely disappeared, and darkness thoroughly enveloped everything.

When Duanmu Huai opened his eyes again, he felt refreshed.

“Ah, that's refreshing…!”

While saying this, Duanmu Huai stood up and then stretched lazily, while at that moment, Ogis looked up from her book, curiously watching him.

“Did you have a good dream? Master?”

“Met an asshole, we expressed our opinions candidly and reached a consensus.”

Duanmu Huai chuckled, players' attitudes towards the empire depend on individual values, and the attitudes of Duanmu Huai's Tribunal towards the empire are similarly based on his own values.

In Duanmu Huai's view, the empire after the Emperor fucked off was the real Human Empire. Although a lot happened and many dangers were faced, the Human Empire had still maintained itself for several millennia amidst turmoil, proving the resilience and greatness of humans themselves.

As for the Human Empire before that, rather than calling it the empire of humans, it was more like the empire of the Emperor. The reactions of Horus and others explained it well; they fought for the Emperor's Empire, not the Human Empire. Without the Emperor, in their view, the empire had no value.

The Imperial Guards were the same; after the old jerk sat on the Golden Throne, they locked themselves in the Palace, indifferent to everything the empire faced. Thus, it was apparent whom these Imperial Guards were loyal to — the Emperor, not the empire.

So was the Emperor still human? Or perhaps a wolf in human skin?

Only heaven knows.

In Duanmu Huai's view, the Imperial Guards were not trustworthy, the Emperor was not trustworthy, and even most of the Genetic Prototypes were not trustworthy. Astarte — the earliest batch might have had human glory like Taviz, but those who followed Horus in rebellion clearly had already lost their human dignity.

The fate of humans should not be left in the hands of those beyond humanity.

This is why Duanmu Huai always restrained the spread of the Tribunal's power, The Tribunal only assists, observes, but does not choose conquest and preaching like the Emperor. As long as you do not collude with the Chaos Evil God, do whatever you want. If your chosen path is strong enough, you will naturally stand out. And if you choose the wrong path, you will naturally head towards destruction — this is the truth of the world, survival of the fittest, no life can escape this principle.

But the Chaos Evil God is different, their existence violates common sense, the rules of the world, so they must be eradicated, purified, destroyed. Rules do not need a self, nor consciousness, and once they develop a self-awareness, their existential value diminishes.

The principle of survival of the fittest exists, but it does not need to define who will be eliminated, just like legal statutes, they just need to lie in books waiting to be cited, instead of actively jumping out to show off their presence.

After washing up, Duanmu Huai walked out of the room, with Ogis silently following him to the command room. Aikute was already there, ready.

“Uncle Judge, we just received a message from Mr. Kiriman, he hopes to discuss the next actions with you.”

“After crying out his nose, he's ready to fight again? As expected, it had to be him.”

Duanmu Huai nodded.

“Tell Kiriman I'll be there soon.”

Chapter end

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