Chapter 71 Chapter 71 – Silent Work
Nick explained what he had been thinking about to Wyntor, who just looked at Nick with a skeptical expression.
"So, you're actually serious?" Wyntor asked. "You actually want to improve the lives of the people of the Dregs?"
Nick nodded without hesitation.
"Why?" Wyntor asked. "They've never done anything for you. From what I've heard, all of them didn't care about you, and many of them even wanted to steal your things. Why would you want to sacrifice the stuff you earned to help people like them?"
"It's the system, not the individual person," Nick said. "If there were no taxes, the number of violent crimes would drop significantly. If the people had access to better food, they wouldn't need to fight others for valuable nutrients."
"Yes, there are many people that are unnecessarily cruel and extremely selfish. Naturally, these people don't deserve to get a better life."
"But I can't judge all of the poor people because some of them are monsters."
"Just like how I can't call all the rich people monsters because they are not helping us."
"Right now, the people in the Dregs suffer, and some of them can improve their lives."
"However, I want it the other way around."
"I want everyone to have a good life, and if they do bad stuff, their lives will worsen."
"I think everyone deserves a chance, and I want to do my best to make this possible."
Wyntor still looked at Nick with a skeptical expression. "That's a tall order, you know?"
Nick nodded. "I know. If I want to help everyone in the Dregs on such a fundamental level, I probably need to become as powerful as Albert, at least. Maybe even more powerful."
"But, at least then, my power has actual value and meaning."
Wyntor rubbed his chin as he looked at Nick.
"So, in short, you want to become much stronger. Power is the source that allows you to realize your dreams, right?" he asked.
"I guess you could put it like that," Nick said with a nod.
"Alright," Wyntor said.
The next moment, Wyntor sighed.
"I'm happy to hear that, you know?"
This time, it was Nick who looked at Wyntor with skepticism. "Why?"
"I was afraid that you would become complacent," Wyntor said with a laugh. "You always told me that you just want a better life. I was afraid that you would take it easy as soon as your livelihood became secure."
"But since you now have such a grand goal, you probably have no reason to become complacent."
Nick scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Yeah, I guess so."
Wyntor nodded. "Alright. Then, let's deal with the corpses."
Nick nodded with a smile.
"I've sent Pator home for today, Jenny is currently working, and Trevor won't be here for several hours," Wyntor said. "They have also not been informed about our decision to give the Parasite a couple of corpses, and I want to keep it that way."
"Working with the Parasite is illegal, and if we are found out, Crimson Fungus City will crack down on us. I will be able to get through this thanks to my family, but you won't survive. I hope you understand how important this is," Wyntor said.
Nick nodded solemnly. "I fully understand. I also don't want to die."
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