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Can't you guys understand the difficulties the leader is facing? You won't work without Si Chen, will you? It's just a torrential rain, we'll get through it with our resilience!

Of course, you can't talk to frontline staff like that, otherwise who will work for you in the future? Besides, mystics are mostly driven by emotion, and if you anger them, they might actually do something like blocking your door with a gas cylinder.

After completing this meeting with great difficulty, Constantine felt that the meetings she had been holding in this period were more difficult than all the meetings she had held in the past twenty years combined.

After all, past meetings were about addressing normal practical needs, but the reality now is that no matter how hard you try, you can't get around Wanqi, and this mountain is like the Yellow River, constantly trying to elbow you, sometimes even with a series of attacks.

I never realized before how tiring the position of vice president was.

Constantine dragged his weary body back to his office, and the moment he sat down, the office door was kicked open.

You won't find another person besides Wan Qi who dares to be so arrogant and domineering at the foundation's headquarters.

The only good news is that this time Wan Qi didn't kick the door down along with the frame.

"Lord Wanqi, what is it?" Constantine asked, forcing himself to remain calm.

Even in adversity, one must not lose face; this is the vice president's principle!

"Vice President Constantine."

Wan Qi immediately greeted Constantine with a smile and read out the other person's full name and position, causing Constantine to break out in a cold sweat.

The last time she was this nervous was when she got home late and her mom called her by her full name at the door, and then she was swept off her feet by the magic of love.

Friendly reminder: Mischievous kids and Seven Wolves are a perfect match!

"Has something been misunderstood?"

Even in such a disadvantageous situation, the vice president remained calm and composed.

"It's not a misunderstanding. I recently heard that when Veltin and his classmates tried to escape from the First Line of Defense Academy, you deliberately led them into the downpour, making Veltin watch his classmates disappear. Is that true?"

For anyone else, Constantine could have easily smiled and denied it, but for Vanchie...

She was absolutely certain that the other person had noticed even the slight erratic heartbeat she had just experienced; lies were meaningless and could only reveal part of the truth.

"Answer me!" Wan Qi roared, and Constantine shuddered in fright. He instinctively looked up and met Wan Qi's intensely focused eyes. With the words, "Looking my eyes!" Constantine was horrified to find that he had suddenly lost control of his body.

"Tell me what happened, Vice President..."

Wan Qi's voice seemed to possess an undeniable power; once he asked, one had to answer.

"Yes, I planned everything, deliberately leading Velting and the others into the torrential rain. This would demonstrate the Foundation's authority and make Velting mistakenly believe that the Reshaping Hand was responsible, thus having a deterrent effect."

"How did you know about their escape plan?"

“Through Little Mesmer, that child is kind. I can let her see part of the truth, and thus she will actively assist my plan, step by step completing the game I want.”

With the control lifted, Constantine gasped for breath, feeling suffocated by the loss of control.

This is terrifying, absolutely terrifying! What kind of power is this? Can a mystic really do something like this?!

"You all heard that, didn't you, Virtue, little Mesmer?"

Wanqi's words made Constantine's heart skip a beat. She looked up in a fluster and saw Virtin holding little Mesmer, who was almost falling to the ground, with a cold expression.

"Vice President, Vice President, why? Why?"

Little Mesmer's eyes lost their luster, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, while Virtin stared coldly at Constantine.

At this moment, all the calculations, schemes, and plans have become a complete joke.

Constantine wanted to explain, but Virtue's gaze rendered her speechless.

Because at this point, saying anything would be futile.

"Wan Qi, I think your previous suggestion was very valuable."

"Vildin said to Vanchie," then took little Mesmer and left without looking back.

Only Vanci and Constantine remained in the office, the latter having given up any attempt to struggle.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" Constantine looked at Wan Qi with a wry smile.

“Vice President, you seem to have misunderstood something.” Wan Qi used his mage hand to pull over a chair, sat opposite Constantine, and spread his hands, saying, “I’m here today only to help Virtin confirm the truth of what happened back then; murder is not an option.”

“It was Virtin who let me go, right?” Constantine seemed to have aged ten years, losing his confident strategist, and murmured like an old man, “She has the qualifications and the power now, because violence is the foundation of all political games. The chairman once said that weapons can build regimes. What I’m doing now is too petty.”

Wan Qi sighed and shook his head, saying, "Vice President, I think you completely misunderstand..."

"It seems you have other profound insights to share; I would like to hear them in detail."

"In Chinese, both 'conspiracy' and 'overt strategy' are neutral terms. They represent the principles of Yin and Yang, complementing each other. No one dictates that someone using overt strategies cannot use covert ones, nor that someone using covert strategies cannot use overt ones. Strategy serves to achieve a goal. However, in your political operations, you often recklessly use covert strategies where none are necessary, feeling superior because you think you're the players, in control of everything, and believing your actions are entirely correct. You completely forget that humans are complex beings with distinct personalities. You seem to lack a basic understanding of human nature..."

"Human nature, like the sensibility of a mystic, is the most uncontrollable thing; reason is the foundation of politics."

"According to the vice president, when a person is rational, their emotions go off duty? When a person is emotional, their reason resigns? If humanity could truly distinguish between emotion and reason so clearly, and firmly believe that reason prevails over emotion, is the ultimate path, the supreme throne of human civilization, then the person sitting in your position must be a mathematician. May I ask, is your mathematical level comparable to Henri Poincaré, or surpassing Bernard Riemann? At the very least, it should be at the level of a perfect score on the Aurora University college entrance examination in mathematics..."

Constantine was speechless; she couldn't do any of those three things.

Ironically, Wan Qi couldn't do it in the past either, but of course, he can do it now.

Getting a perfect score on the college entrance exam in mathematics is definitely not a problem.

"Madam Vice President, what do you think human nature is?"

Constantine thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "Humans are advanced animals, so human nature is actually the behavior of animals, or rather, human nature is another manifestation of bestiality."

"I see. So that's what you think. According to this logic, should I immediately start a massacre in Europe, drag out all the countries that signed unequal treaties with China and bleed them dry one by one, then demand reparations at the rate of one tael of gold for each European, and have each country use its own customs duties and taxes as collateral, while also setting aside a concession in major cities as the location for China's military garrison?"

Are you joking?

Wan Qi spread his hands and said, "No, no, no, how can this be a joke? This is humanity as the vice president described. Since I am so powerful, of course I can do whatever I want and unabashedly vent my desires. Moreover, in the context of the Western world, my actions constitute righteous revenge. Western invaders killed my compatriots, breached our borders, and destroyed our society. This is a hatred that leads to national subjugation and racial extinction. On this basis, all my counterattacks are reasonable and legal. Even Jesus acknowledged its rationality. Sigh? Even revenge, I have to be so righteous and moral. The moral level of us Aurora people is indeed too high."

In reality, things should be like the gods in ancient Greek mythology—I can do whatever I want because I am a god, and you are humans. Humans must unconditionally obey the gods. Do you like this kind of humanity?

"Is this human nature?"

"See? You've started to doubt yourself, so this isn't human at all. Any animal could do something similar."

Constantine remained silent for a long time before finally asking, "Then what do you think humanity is?"

"This question is very simple; even an ordinary person can understand it. When you slack off, it's human nature that tells you you should do something. When you're lazy, it's human nature that tells you you should be diligent. When you give up, it's human nature that tells you you should persevere. When you're filled with desires, it's human nature that tells you to stop. Humanity is a collection of truth, goodness, and beauty that transcends all biological instincts, so every great person is filled with humanity." Wan Qi closed his eyes and said emphatically, "Wailing cries and bloodstained cities, all for a single thought to save the world. This is the greatest and most ultimate aspect of humanity!"

A figure flashed through Constantine's mind, and that familiar voice echoed in her ears.

“Girl, you’re standing too high. I can’t reach you, and I can’t call out to you. You can’t hear me anymore.”

After leaving those words, the president never appeared again.

Why did this sentence suddenly come to mind?

At this moment, Wan Qi continued, "Vice President Constantine, to be honest, I am somewhat jealous of you."

"Jealous of me?"

“That’s right, I’m jealous of you.” Wan Qi leaned forward slightly, saying with some resentment, “You people are always by the chairman’s side, learning from him by example. What a great opportunity, what a tremendous chance! He only said a few words to me, but he… is the vice chairman of your foundation! You are all his students! But why is it that you, who are closest to him, are so far away from him!”

Constantine panicked. She wanted to explain, but couldn't utter a single word.

She dared not look directly into Wan Qi's eyes, because they were so piercing that they made her feel ashamed.

"Hehe, it seems the atmosphere is too tense. Relax, Vice President, let's tell a story."

Wan Qi leaned back, completely losing his previous aggressive demeanor, but for some reason, his current appearance made Constantine even more uncomfortable, as if something about him was being harshly questioned by the other party...

No, it's not questioning, it's looking down on myself.

Then she became somewhat annoyed. "He's just a young man. Why does he look down on me? I want to hear what he has to say."

"I'm all ears."

"Alright, then, Vice President, are you familiar with Warhammer 40K?"

"what is that?"

"Okay, you don't know, you're not as good as Arcana in this respect. Even when they're involved in terrorism, they're willing to learn from young people so they can target them. You're really something else in this respect, tsk tsk tsk."

Constantine was speechless, but she really didn't know. Since she didn't know, she shouldn't pretend to know, otherwise she would only embarrass herself further.

"This story is about the Emperor and the Astartes. Back then, the Emperor led the Thunder Warriors in guerrilla warfare in the Himalayas. However, the various Terran warlords he faced were extremely brutal, often resorting to massacres, such as exchanging people for human beings or burning stones. Whenever this happened, the Emperor would need some Thunder Warriors or Astartes, or perhaps the Custodians, to step forward and cover the evacuation of the local civilians."

"But the situation was very dangerous at the time. Covering the rear meant sacrifice. When faced with a life-or-death choice, the Thunder Warriors stepped forward in unison. Astartes hesitated for a long time, but some people stepped forward. The Imperial Guard, well, they were a bit... hesitant. But they comforted themselves, saying, 'My job is to protect the Emperor, so I can't sacrifice myself here. The human empire still needs me.'"

"So, Vice President, do you think the Thunder Warriors who stepped forward at this moment are more noble, or those Astartes and the Imperial Guards who remained hidden in the back?"

"The war on Terra was too brutal. Every time, countless Thunder Warriors were sacrificed. They were equipped with the worst weapons, yet they gave their most loyal lives. In the end, all the Thunder Warriors fell. Even the Primarchs of the Thunder Warriors died in a plane crash. The Astartes who stood up also fell, leaving only those who were a little too slow, and the Custodians who protected the Emperor."

"Later, humanity embarked on its journey to the stars, but at this time, the evil gods of the Warp began to exert their power. They told the most ambitious Warmaster that as long as he opposed all of the Emperor's decisions, humanity could achieve greatness under the blessing of the Warp gods. So the Warmaster launched a rebellion at the most critical moment, messing up all the Emperor's correct decisions."

"You say to strike at the nobility, I'll indiscriminately slaughter them. You say to build a hive capital, I'll raise the construction targets for the hive capital a thousandfold! You say humanity should believe in itself, that's great! Let's establish a state religion, we'll pray frantically, filling the entire human empire with decadent music!"

"In the end, the Emperor found himself all alone. The Imperial Guard was unusable, Astight was untrustworthy, and even his most trusted children betrayed him one by one for various reasons!"

"But the Emperor still loved humanity, so he decided to use his last breath to launch a desperate charge against the evil gods of the Warp, to sit on that decaying but enduring golden throne, because as long as the human empire existed, humanity would have a chance to turn the tide. He believed that the seeds he had planted would sprout, even if he could not see that day."

"It is said that before the Emperor ascended the Golden Throne, he said to the Imperial Guard, the Astartes, and his sons who were pretending to weep: All the good people are dead, and only you are left."

A thunderous roar rang in Constantine's ears, and her lips trembled as she finally remembered something.

She knew what she had forgotten, or rather, what she had lost.

After finishing the story, Wan Qi slowly stood up and said to Constantine, "According to my previous plan, after taking over the St. Love Foundation, I was supposed to execute at least half of the foundation's top executives on the spot as a deterrent. But the chairman came, but he didn't come to plead for mercy. He just asked a question and said that as long as I could answer it, I could deal with the St. Love Foundation from top to bottom."

"What...did the president ask?"

"That's a secret between us, it has nothing to do with you, but he did leave behind a sentence, which is for all of us, and it is this sentence that allows you to sit here and chat with me."

Constantine looked up, her eyes darting nervously towards Wan Qi for the first time, just like the girl more than twenty years ago, who had eagerly awaited the chairman's comments after answering his questions.

He said, "Long live the great people of China! Long live the great unity of the people of the world!"

After saying this, Wan Qi turned around and said calmly, "I've said what I needed to say. You'd better take care of yourselves."

Section 59: The Return of the Sonnet

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Rhodes Island's little rabbit: "Excuse me, has the Doctor returned?"

V2T: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Rhodes Island's little rabbit: "Great, Doctor, you've finally shown up."

10007: "Problem solved successfully (?—▽一)一＜, "

Rhodes Island's little bunny: "These emojis are so funny, I want some too! (?—▽一)一＜,"

V2T： u(~~V—)~o "

10007: "This is a repeat grade? By the way, how's the situation at Rhodes Island?"

Rhodes Island's little rabbit: "The situation is currently stable, and the Reunion Movement has not taken any further action."

10007: "If they still take action after losing so many cadres, it can only prove that the mastermind behind the scenes has intervened."

V2T: "Wanqi and I can't go over for the time being. Please be careful. I will come over as soon as things are over here. If there is any emergency, please remember to contact Wanqi and me immediately."

Rhodes Island's little rabbit: "Okay, Doctor."

Putting down his phone, Wan Qi looked into the distance; it was a beautiful day.

"Huh? That's..."

Wan Qi saw a familiar figure; that figure had been appearing every day recently.

These days, she often comes to the Sichen Building, but each time she hesitates and then leaves in frustration.

Judging from her appearance today, she's probably repeating yesterday's story, all done like a copy-paste. Even the screws waiting to be screwed on an assembly line aren't this neatly arranged.

Wan Qi didn't know what the sonnet was thinking, but he had seen enough of it.

Some people aren't incapable of taking that step; they just need a little help, so...

On the plaza outside the Sichen Building, Sonnet's gaze pierced through the bushes and sunbeams, focusing on the building as he tried to find that familiar figure, yet was also somewhat afraid to see it.

Because I messed things up.

The sonnet's starting point was always for Si Chen's benefit, but due to the limitations of her personal thinking, every time she set out, she indirectly assisted Constantine's actions.

She didn't understand why the harder she tried, the worse Virtue's situation became, until Wan Qi came to the foundation headquarters and overturned the table, which finally brought a result that was favorable to Si Chen's team.