Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Erin waved to Evelynya who had crawled out of the mine, raised his index finger to his lips, and signaled her not to make a sound.

Wop: "Do you know about trams?"

Corax nodded. "A means of transportation."

"A madman has tied five innocent people to the tram tracks. A runaway tram is heading towards them and is about to run them over. Luckily, you can pull a lever to divert the tram to another track. However, the problem is that the madman has also tied someone to the other tram track. Considering the above situation, would you pull the lever?"

Kill 1 person and save 5 people, or kill 5 people and save 1 person.

Erin frowned. No matter what choice was made, someone would die. How could anyone come up with any problem?

Corax closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he nodded, like dropping a stone into a silent lake.

"If you don't pull the lever, five people will die, but you are innocent, and you didn't kill anyone. If you pull the lever, only one person will die, but you are guilty, because you chose to kill him. Even so, will you pull the lever?"

Corax nodded again, and his answer was exactly what Wop expected.

This is Corax's biggest problem. He has always made choices in his life according to a certain logic.

There's nothing wrong with making choices. Life is like a forked path, and we must make choices at every turn. However, even more important than the choices themselves are the reasons behind them.

It is these motives, whether explicit or implicit, that ultimately determine which path a person will take.

And Corax's motivation can be summed up as necessary sacrifice.

When he was a child, he was picked up by miners.

He then led the miners in a rebellion, freeing Lycaeus and destroying the Chiavar factory with a nuclear bomb, throwing the Technicians into chaos and preventing them from dealing with Lycaeus.

But on the same day of their victory, the Emperor arrived.

The Emperor told Corax of his grand blueprint, and Corax was impressed by his plan and willingly devoted himself to it.

In order to liberate the galaxy and restore humanity to its throne, Corax led his legion on a journey, but he was forced to abandon the unfinished revolution on his home planet.

The result was that he changed nothing. The Adeptus Mechanicus replaced the Technical Guild, and the fruits of the revolution, won at the cost of countless Lycaean blood and sacrifice, quickly withered. The Technical Guild was not liquidated, and the lower classes were still oppressed, but the oppressor at the top was replaced by the Empire.

Finally, on his home planet, his former comrades launched a new uprising.

Corax never thought he was wrong, he always pursued his justice, he believed he made the right choice, and what happened on the home planet was just a sacrifice that had to be made for the greater good.

The same thing happened to his descendants. He never liked the Terrans in the Legion, so he kept exiling the Terrans in the Legion in the name of expedition until the Legion became what he expected.

He felt that the Legion was sick and the root of the disease was those Terrans, so as the leading doctor, he chose to remove the diseased organs.

Corax's choice seemed helpless, but he was wrong from the beginning.

After he inherited the Legion, he could have let the Legion continue the battle to liberate the home planet instead of handing it over to the Empire.

When he felt that the Legion did not meet his expectations, he could have patiently taught those Terran descendants instead of exiling them across the board.

In fact, he always had better choices, but he always chose the easiest way, just like Koze did in the past.

Curze could see the future, and he ultimately succumbed to it.

He had countless choices, but he always chose the easiest way, ruling Nostramo with fear.

Corax didn't have the gift of prophecy, but he made exactly the same choice as Curze.

None of them chose the best path, but instead chose the simplest path and believed that this was the only way!

Curze often says that Corax is the same as him, which Corax always denies.

It wasn't until they came face to face that Corax turned and fled, because he suddenly realized at that moment that he and Curze were truly the same.

It's just that Curze was driven mad by the prophecy, and he wasn't.

That's why Coze is jealous of Corax. They are obviously the same and they both made mistakes, but Corax can stand in the light!

If we only talk about contributions to the mother planet, Corax is not even as good as Curze.

Curze used fear to rule his people, but he did bring decades of peace to Nostramo.

During the decades of his rule, no crime occurred and the people's living standards were greatly improved.

It wasn't until he left his home planet and the family of Count Tattoo assassinated the planetary governor that Nostramo's situation deteriorated.

But the liberation of Corax was abandoned halfway. Kiavar had not changed at all. The lower classes were still oppressed and even lived worse than before under the rule of the Mechanicus.

Curze let the planetary governor he chose manage the mother planet, and that planetary governor did not disappoint his expectations.

If the planetary governor had not been assassinated, Nostramo could have continued to administer justice as Curze had envisioned.

But Corax chose to leave his homeworld to the rule of the Empire and the Adeptus Mechanicus, and in this respect he was even worse than Curze.

Coze carried out his justice, even if he failed, but he remained consistent.

And Corax? He always gave up halfway.

He always told himself that it was a necessary sacrifice for the greater good.

So every time he faced the trolley problem, he would choose to compromise.

Chapter 104 Corax (5.5K)

"I was wrong." Seeing that Wop remained silent, Corax suddenly broke the silence.

"What's wrong?"

Corax: "I shouldn't have pulled the lever."

Wop: "So you chose to watch those five people die?"

Corax was confused.

When he pulled the lever, he was exchanging the blood of a few for the survival of the majority, and Wop didn't like it.

But if he stood by and watched, it would be tantamount to allowing more people to be destroyed, and Wop didn't like that either.

Corax slowly raised his face, "Why?"

He seemed to be asking Wop for an answer, but it was more like asking Wop why he completely denied him.

This is not right, that is not right, so what else can he do?

Wop: "You should think outside the box. There is no standard answer in this world. The same problem, when faced by different people, will give rise to completely different solutions."

"Like that overseer, you can put on a good show." Wop pointed at Evelynnia, "But if she's the one facing the overseer, the overseer will put on a good show with her."

Evelynnia is innocent, what did she do wrong?

"If he were standing in front of the lever facing the same trolley," Wop pointed at Erin, "what would you choose?"

Erin was silent for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "I will pull the lever."

Wop leaned over slowly, his deep gaze immersing into Corax's eyes like a quiet lake. "If he chooses to pull the lever, I won't blame him. But if you pull the lever, I will be disappointed."

"Why?" Corax asked again, the same question, but there was a barely perceptible fluctuation in his tone.

Wop: "Because you are the Primarch."

Corax looked down in thought, "So, I should stop the tram?"

"Yes, you have this power. You can save more than five people. You can save six people."

"I can also kill that lunatic and prevent him from tying more people to the tracks."

Wop: "What else?"

Corax looked up. What else?

"And me." Wop pointed at himself. "I asked the question, so..."

"No." Corax's tone left no room for maneuver.

Wop pointed at Erin again and said, "Let's change someone else. If he were to ask this question, what would you do?"

Erin was silent. You are so noble and great. He is the only one who is wrong. His mistake is that he shouldn't sit here stupidly!

Corax: "I will kill him before he causes more problems and solve the problem at the source."

Wop shook his head silently.

"Why?" Corax asked for the third time.

"See? That's your flaw. When there's no external intervention, you're always bound by the pre-set dilemma and habitually choose the easiest path, not the right one."

"That's because you didn't give me more choices."

"Who is choosing? Me or you? If it's you, why should I give you the choice?"

Every word Wop said sunk into Corax's heart like a spike, ultimately draining him of all the energy he had to refute.

Wop: "Let's change the question. It's still the same trolley. It's still two tracks, with five people on one side and one person on the other. The five people are your enemies, and the one person is her."

Wop pointed at Evelynnia and asked, "What will you choose?"

Corax pondered and asked, "Are my enemies unforgivable?"

"Yes."

"Then I will save her."

"What if not?"

"I'll stop the tram."

"What if you can't stop the tram, even the Primarch can't?"

"I will save her."

"What if there were five innocent people tied to one track and she was tied to the other track? What would you choose?"

"I will save those five people."

"What if it was me tied to the tracks?"

"I will save you."

Everyone has a scale in their heart, each name is weighed by different weights, and the tilt of the scale depends on the weight of the weights at both ends of the scale.

In Corax's heart, Evelynya's weight was not as important as the five good people, because they had just met and he didn't know her at all.

As for how much weight Wop carries, only he knows the answer.

Wop: "How did you save those five people?"

"Pull the lever."

"Then how can you save me?"

"Stand by and watch."

"If you had done nothing, the trolley would have run over those five people and I would have been fine. Why did you stand by and watch?"

"I should go kill that lunatic."

"Why don't you try to stop the tram first?"

Corax's voice tightened. "But you said I couldn't stop the trolley."

"That's the previous question. When did I say that conditions will be automatically inherited?"

Corax fell silent.

Wop: "You're still stuck in a mindset where you assume you can't stop the trolley, and then you have to choose between two options."

Corax finally started to refute him, "But the conditions were given to me by you, and you have been misleading me!"

"I didn't tell you not to stop the tram at the beginning, and you didn't think about it, did you?"

"I just didn't realize it."

"Time won't give you answers to things you don't realize now. Reality is not a game, and cognitive abilities don't automatically upgrade over time. Your current shortcomings will become lifelong flaws in the future."

Corax: "Why don't you just teach me?"

"I'm just teaching you now. What else do you think I'm doing? Playing with idiots?" Wop shook his head slowly. "I'm not that boring."

"Is it boring to teach me, or is it boring to amuse me?"

“If you can learn it, nothing is boring. If you can’t learn it, everything is boring.”

"I can learn."

Corax's eyes were like cold iron sinking into the deep sea, firm and unwavering.