When Black awoke again, he was alone in a claustrophobic interrogation room, opposite Commander Clay and two guards.

"You're a weird dress." Blake scoffed as he scrutinized Commander Clay's outfit.

"Oh, yes, thanks for the compliment." Commander Clay shook his head, unmoved.

"You've done a lot for Morant, look at these medals, it's like drying raisins."

"Of course. I'm part of Olympus, I'm a winner, I'm a winner, I've beaten all of you, you're all my losers. ”

"Commander Cray, ah, no, you're not a Commander now. With all due respect, you're just a captive, and for that reason you're still enjoying being toyed with by Morant, I can't help but admire your optimism, ah, no, delusion. ”

"I command Morant's army, I manage the members of Olympus, I have defeated Olympus, I rule the whole earth, I am the victor, before me, you should kneel and ask for my forgiveness."

"Ah, I haven't seen you for a few months, I didn't expect you to become so powerful, I don't know what level they give you?"

"Class K, the highest rank of all personnel. You don't understand what that means, redneck. The internal members of Olympus are divided from A to K, the A level is the lowest, the K level is the highest, that ridiculous Morant actually has no rank, haha, I am above everyone, I am the king, hahahahaha. Clay laughed wildly, as if he really was the winner.

Blake looked at the poor self-absorbed child in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

Clay finally had enough of laughing, and Blake said slowly, "You psychotic."

Hearing this, Clay's muscles twitched all over his body, and then he said angrily, "What did you say? Don't say that word! Not allowed! Absolutely not allowed! I'm not a psychopath, I'm a winner! Beat me, fight to the death! ”

The two guards were indifferent.

Clay roared, "Are you deaf! Pick up the butts of your guns and slam them on his head, don't you hear me! ”

The two guards remained unmoved.

Clay couldn't take it anymore and raised his staff and threw it at Blake. Just as the cane was about to fall, a voice sounded: "Slow."

The door to the interrogation room was open, and Morant fiddled with a pen and walked slowly towards Black. He nodded to Clay, who obediently left the interrogation room.

Morant slipped his pen in his jacket pocket, pulled over the leather chair and sat down, then wiped his hands with a handkerchief and looked at Blake out of the corner of his eye.

"What did you do to him?" Blake asked.

"Nothing, just, some training, like, uh, the kind of dog and owner." Morant replied with a gesture of his hand.

"He's commanding the army?"

"It's just a logistics squadron."

"So, the medals?"

"It's just a pile of broken copper and iron."

"You're a master."

"Of course, since he came, the barracks have been full of laughter."

The two looked at each other and laughed. Even the two guards couldn't help laughing, but because of their identity, they had to stop the corners of their mouths and force a smile.

"We haven't seen each other in a while." Morant said.

"It's only been a few months, and you're still talking nonsense with a bunch of officials at the League of Nations conference."

"Oh, I remembered, okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Uh, when was the last time we saw each other as friends? ”

"Twelve years ago, I was a visiting scholar at the University of Constantine, and you were studying anthropology there."

"Ha, I didn't expect it, it's been so long, do we still have a chance to be friends?"

"Nope." Blake replied categorically.

"Oh, I don't like to speak in this way, come, relax, my old friend, I know that you lack real friends around you, you need me as a friend, and you need my status and privileges."

"Bah, look at all the stupid things you've done, you're still a master's degree in anthropology."

"Ah, stupidity? Well, yes, I've done a lot of stupid things, you've been listening to a lot of radio messages these days, yes, I could have done it directly, let's say massacre, but I chose the gentlest way to give those superfluous people a last chance of life, and that's the biggest stupid thing I've ever done. ”

"Bastard, if Headmaster Breston were still alive, he would have sent you to the gallows with his own hands."

"Ah, yes, should I be afraid? Do you need a priest to repent and atone? ”

"I've learned about your 'Human Optimization Operation', and your crimes are unforgivable."

"Oh, that's right. But I don't think there's anything wrong with that, I'm an anthropologist, yes, so I know better than any of you about what the human population is all about. Now that you know, I'm going to tell you why I'm doing it. It is not for nothing that human beings can become the spirit of all things, stand at the top of the food chain, and dominate the earth. We have come from the Ice Age, witnessed the global volcanic winter horror, experienced tens of thousands of kilometers of migration, passed the test of floods and droughts, defeated typhoid fever and smallpox, from the Age of Discovery to the current era of aerospace, from the agricultural revolution, the industrial revolution, the information revolution to today's energy revolution, our species is vigorous, full of hope, fearless of hardships and dangers, and never say die, so that we have today's prosperity.

Until the day comes when humanity will conquer nature, humanity will need to purify itself, abandon all burdens, and travel lightly. Since the dawn of the universe, nature has practiced a system of elimination at the end: the strong survive, the weak extinction. Therefore, in order to survive, evolution, exploration, expansion, and conquest will always be the main thread of the development of a civilization. Removing the superfluous individuals is the first step in evolution. You know, Cassius was not only my benefactor, he changed my mind profoundly? He told me that no matter what ideology, what race or nationality I belong to, first and foremost I am a human being, a person who has the responsibility to fight for the future of humanity as a whole. And human beings have been trapped in the solar system for too long and must get out, otherwise what awaits us is only extinction. Therefore, the 'Human Optimization Action' will be carried out to the end.

In the '70s, Dr. John conducted an experiment called 'Mouse Utopia', in which they placed eight rats, four males and four females, in a limited area with an unlimited supply of food, drinking water and nesting materials, good hygiene, and no natural predators, to predict how human behavior would change when the population reached its limit.

From days 0 to 104, the rats behave almost as naturally as they do, they are energetic, fighting to attract the opposite sex to breed and compete for territory; Between the 105th and 314th day, the number of rats grows rapidly, the social status gap widens, and the male rats in a secondary position have almost no mating rights and no offspring, but overall, each population is still vigorous; And on the 315th to 559th day, the behavior of the whole rat herd begins to become more and more bizarre, the female rat becomes aggressive, and even drives away her own children who are still a few days away, homosexual behavior begins between male rats, adult male rats even try to ride young mice to mate, young mice are driven out of the nest prematurely, live independently, resulting in weaker and weaker social bonds, and female mice are more inclined to mate with young male rats, various factors, resulting in the reproduction rate of the whole rat flock is decreasing; After the 560th day, the pregnancy rate of the rat colony decreased rapidly, the last pregnancy was on the 920th day, the male rat no longer needs xing behavior, the female mouse no longer reproduces offspring, their daily behavior is only eating, sleeping, and "dressing" themselves, these dressed "beautiful" male rats are very popular, but they do not have the urge to have xing behavior with the female mouse, and they do not know how to fight to defend the territory, their eyes look bright, and the body is also very healthy, Unfortunately, the brain has deteriorated to the point where it cannot cope with any special situation. The last mouse died on day 1588, and the experiment ended.

Dr. John came to the conclusion that species would eventually die out in an environment where there were no pressures or challenges to survive. And this is exactly what humanity is about to face.

Think about it, we're trapped in this seemingly massive Oort cloud, the nearest star is four light-years away, and the nearest habitable planet is at least twenty light-years away, but our population is growing rapidly, and by the end of this century, the world's population will exceed 30 billion people, and that number will grow to 100 billion in the next 200 years. Living things are entropically decreasing, while the universe is increasing in entropy, and there is a limit to the capacity of the solar system. It won't be long before humans, 700 years at most, fill all habitable spaces across the Oort Cloud, and we will be in the same situation as the rats again, the last time was at the beginning of this century, when humans had not really been able to get out of the earth.

Therefore I will lead humanity to expand, to expand at all costs, to use all available resources, to conquer all conquerable lands. I am fighting for the future of mankind, and I really feel sorry and sympathetic for you, with your ridiculous view of morality and civilization, and making useless resistance. ”

"That was unfortunate. I think you have no concept of equality and freedom in your head, no sense of harmonious coexistence at all. Before I went to Palmer's residence, I had the ship go around the city. You say you are fighting for the future of mankind, but you have left tens of millions of people homeless, tens of millions of hungry people looking for food in the garbage heaps, tens of millions of people are afraid to hide at home in fear and dare not even go out. I saw with my own eyes that Olympus's armed guards shot and killed one innocent person after another, and the bodies were left in the streets, and no one even dared to collect their bodies. That's all you want to thrive, fuck it. ”

"Progress is bound to be accompanied by sacrifices, they are all useless people, no knowledge, no skills, no money, no power, low physical fitness, poor intelligence, such people live, it is simply a waste of resources. You pedantic environmentalist, ridiculous pacifist, you have lost one of your fundamental qualities as a living being, and that is bestiality! Go ahead with your ridiculous ideals, you don't judge me. You are useless, and unless you declare your surrender on behalf of your forces and work for Olympus, my guards will end your life. ”

"yes, that's great." Blake closed his eyes, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.

The guard raised his gun and put his index finger on the trigger, Blake, probably not living today.

"Intrusion alert, all combatants in place.

Invasion alert, all combatants in place. ”

"Safety is paramount, Commander, go quickly!"

"Kill him and I'll go!"

"It's too late, let's go!"

Suddenly, the alarm in the corridor sounded, and the light in the interrogation room turned dark red, and the guards hurriedly put down their guns, protected Morant with their bodies, and couldn't help but say, half-pushed, half-hugged him and left.

Blake smiled with satisfaction.