The Venerable’s ten fingers fluttered in the air, as if selecting a file among thoughts or stirring some threads of memory.
"Special Commissioner Luo Di.
I don’t possess a strong body like yours capable of killing a Pseudo-Person, but my brain is exceptionally superior, particularly in terms of memory. I can retain many things and link them together with segments to achieve a certain state of balance.
Given the relationships you have cultivated, it seems you prefer to be called ’Mr. Di’.
Born in Jupiter City’s No. 13 Settlement District twenty years ago.
Your parents, Luo Kangquan and Tang Lizhen, were ordinary workers responsible for the city’s infrastructure.
Your elder sister Luo Yuyan graduated from Jupiter City’s Fourth High School and works as a document manager in an ordinary office.
You should have grown up normally in such an ordinary family, but unfortunately, in the year you graduated from junior high, a serious Pseudo-Person incident occurred in the No. 13 Settlement District.
Including your family, a total of twenty people in the district died.
The Pseudo-Person responsible for the incident failed to escape and was ultimately killed on the spot by an investigator.
But do you know? On that day, several people in the Jupiter City Investigation Bureau took leave. Moreover, six hours before the incident, the bureau received a tip-off from a citizen, but the investigator who answered the phone did not follow up immediately due to the lack of clear clues.
If they had taken their duties a bit more seriously, perhaps such a tragedy could have been avoided.
Unfortunately, tragedies happen every day in different cities. After all, we live above the Corner, in the most dangerous places, and we should be prepared to face tragedy from the moment we are born here.
To start well and end well is the most luxurious thing; being alive by oneself is already the best outcome."
Faced with the information about Luo Di’s family and even the details he was unaware of, casually provided by the Venerable, Luo Di had no expression on his face, as if contemplating something.
Seeing this, the Venerable once again directed his attention to the metal box on the table.
"This gift is specially prepared for you. The ’information’ you want is all in there, including other establishments like orphanages that nurture children, Pseudo-Person organizations spread across different regions, and their illegal activities in the shadows.
All the ’Moon Dark Side’ has been packed inside walnuts, and by consuming them, you can obtain all the memory data.
Rest assured, it’s merely a memory vessel and will not affect your brain.
Moon City is indeed full of pus and rotten to the core, as you see it.
But why, despite being so corrupt, can the entire city still maintain a facade of stability and tranquility?
Why have there been no widespread uprisings, despite the many Pseudo-Person groups in Moon City?
Why does the pituitary supply sent to the headquarters each year still come most abundantly and in the best quality from here?
Why do they ignore the problem here, knowing full well that it exists?"
The Venerable slowly spread out his arms, displaying his whole body.
"Mr. Di, I trust you already have the answer in your heart. It’s precisely because of... my presence, Benjamin!
I am the counterweight of this city, and my surveillance group spends several times the effort of the investigators to maintain the city’s balance!
Think about it, how many people die every year exploring the Corners? Only a large output of pituitary glands, and the formation of a large number of investigators, can we select more talents for the exploration of the Corners.
Under my influence, Moon City, as the largest base of quality pituitary supply, greatly promotes human exploration of the Corners, enhancing the possibility of human civilization’s survival.
In human history, any event related to the continuation of civilization is full of sacrifices.
Think about it, when the Corners first appeared in an island country, how many people vanished? And how many died in the initial exploration, hundreds of millions, billions!
In comparison to those sacrifices, what are the deaths of Moon City?
The residents here are the eliminated and exiled, those who have contributed nothing, and even some are stained with crime.
What would have become of those children in the orphanages without my management? Thrown away in trash bins by parents, sold as goods, the organ trade?
I have given them a new life, taught them the means to survive, and pointed them towards a path upward. Official source ıs N()velFire.net
Even if they fail on this path and become Pseudo-People, they still have the opportunity to live on as trainers or external staff of the surveillance group.
And their pituitary glands also need to be reclaimed, submitted for the cause of exploration of the Corners.
You’ve also seen the state of the entire surveillance group.
Everyone trains themselves in an orderly manner, works, and together bears the important counterweight of Moon City, maintaining the stability of this rotten balance."
The Venerable suddenly lowered his stance and looked at Luo Di with a smile:
"Mr. Di... if you are willing to join us, I am willing to invest 50% of my resources in you.
Just as I specifically arranged the ’Moon Zone’ on the website 4hs for you, I can meet all your needs on the Human World side.
The Murderer groups under my control can serve as nourishment for your growth.
After all, as long as you can eventually go to the Exploration Bureau and represent humanity in exploring the Corners, then I will have served my country."
The Venerable once again picked up a small snack, placing it into his mouth. His tone dropped slightly and he leaned forward to narrow the distance between them for conversation: