"Can't stand seeing the good oppressed, can't bear watching the wicked enjoy familial happiness without any retribution."
"My worldview can't accept these twisted facts; it's instinct and the reason I want to change it, it's that simple."
As he spoke, Mokaka unconsciously curled his lips into a sweet smile.
"..."
Yang Qian was stunned.
Mokaka's reasoning, how familiar was it to him?
Because he couldn't accept rampant evil, because he couldn't tolerate good people not being rewarded, he wanted change. This instinct was precisely why he once wanted to beco a Civil Servant.
Yang Qian felt as if a wish he had made before his teachers and parents during childhood had turned into a bullet over the long years, shooting towards his forehead at this mont.
He couldn't help but introspect on what he had been doing all these years.
At the age of 20, after graduating, he lost his status as student council president, and his position in society plumted, with no inco source; not even a small job could be found. In the end, he watched his mother being thrown out by the hospital's security like trash due to lack of money for treatnt and died in a rented room.
With his record of helping laborers in the slums with free legal cases, no major company was willing to hire him.
Later, he had to completely sever those immature dreams, bow down to noble families like the Collection Clan, and even underwent surgeries to entirely beco a servant.
He still rembered the first ti the Patriarch of the Collection Clan saw him, teasingly said: "Is this a brilliant graduate from 'Nest University'? Haha, doesn't seem very smart, otherwise why think of representing workers one mont and then seeking refuge with noble families?"
"Actually, you young people sotis should think things through a bit more clearly."
"In this world, being a good person isn't uncomfortable, and being a bad person isn't too uncomfortable either. The truly uncomfortable ones are those in between, wavering."
"Bad but not thoroughly enough, good but not purely enough, unable to et their material needs nor enjoy spiritual accomplishnts."
"Actually, most common people are like this, so they can't achieve anything in life, can only be servants, not masters."
"If you had persisted as a voluntary lawyer during last month's Labor activity in Lower District, even died in the conflict, I might have thought more highly of you."
Indecisive, hesitant, unable to be a good person, nor a bad one.
Yang Qian suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of frustration, and for the first ti, wavered.
He knew he could no longer be a good person, for years he had toiled for the Collection Clan, though never personally shedding blood, indirectly caused countless deaths.
When the Collection Clan wanted farrs' land, he went to poison the land, making farrs' year's labor futile.
When the Collection Clan wanted to suppress ordinary enterprises, he fabricated wrongful cases to imprison innocents and then seized their assets.
He was no longer worthy of the word "good"; rather than living so arduously and struggling, why not simply be a bad person, at least enjoy the material life.
"Two minutes left."
He secretly glanced at the clock.
Having reached this stage of the plan, he was already quite successful.
No matter what, he could drag the last 120 seconds.
Though he felt a bit guilty, today he had no retreat.
If he's to do evil, then he will steel himself and see it through.
But just as Yang Qian was about to say sothing to drag out the last minute, a silhouette suddenly darted out from the darkness!
The person was dressed in a white coat, a doctor-like appearance, around fifty years old, with a face full of flesh, yet appeared incredibly ek and honest before Mokaka and Tian En, even with tears filling his face.
He intended to rush towards Mokaka but was pinned to the ground by Tian En beside him.
However, judging by his deanor, he didn't seem to want to attack the young girl; rather, he simply wanted to beg Mokaka for rcy.
"Lord Hugo, Lord Hugo...! Please spare us, 'rcy Hospital'! Stop the acquisition..."
"If this continues, we will all lose our jobs!"
Though his words carried a tone of submission, more prominently it was a complaint, blaming Mokaka for insisting on depriving them of their livelihoods.
Yet Mokaka ignored him, only gave Tian En a look, who instantly understood, grabbed the doctor's collar, casually threw him to the security guard beside, letting the guard expel him.
"What's... going on?"
Yang Qian was sowhat dazed.
Mokaka had previously said he wanted to increase employnt in Lower City, but now turned to acquire hospitals, causing doctors and nurses to lose their jobs... Wasn't this a facade?
"The situation is much more complex than you think."
Tian En seed to see through Yang Qian's thoughts, gently shook his head, explaining: "rcy Hospital is one of the largest chain hospitals in Lower District, supposed to shoulder the dical service responsibility of Lower District..."
"But these people, relying on their monopoly over dical resources, engage in chaotic charges, amass wealth, sotis clearly a minor illness but still empty the patient's family fortune, ultimately failing to even cure the illness, watching helplessly as the patient's condition worsens, dying because there's no money for treatnt."
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