274: Chapter 34: Intertwined Dreams (5)_2 274: Chapter 34: Intertwined Dreams (5)_2 After that impassioned speech, Aorus lowered his tone, “And now, I earnestly ask you to become my partner, my friend, my sister, my comrade.”
“Together we will utilize this God-given talent…
to truly change, the world of today.”
An excited smile spread across Kardesia’s face, she was stirred by Aorus’s words.
“You’ve been deceived.”
Cold words, like the chime of a clock, awakened her.
ah?” The blonde girl looked at the brooding boy, but Gongsun Ce wasn’t looking at her.
He was staring at the brown-haired Aorus.
“Aorus Otimis, you know full well that Kardesia isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, you know she can’t fathom your lengthy discourses, yet you still do this.”
“Hey are you picking a fight?
What are you implying?” Kardesia shook her chair vigorously.
“She needed just one comforting word, yet you didn’t say it.
Instead, you play with a girl’s emotions, pouring your pretentious philosophy into her head, seducing her into becoming your enforcer in tough times…” Gongsun Ce’s gaze was ice-cold, “Shut your mouth, scum.
Your soul is filthy, and it disgusts me.”
You’re only ten years old this year, young Gongsun Ce.
Did you spray venom from the start?
And in the common tongue…
Shiyu Ling observed Aorus’s facial expression closely, realizing suddenly.
—He learned how to give lengthy discourses from his cellmates in these three months!
Now he’s fiercely attacking his language teacher with the skills he’s pilfered!
You truly are a little genius, Gongsun Ce!
Aorus’s face was a mask of rigidity, but he maintained a mild tone, “I understand, due to our difference in background and experience, you harbor prejudice against me.
Gongsun Ce cut him off ruthlessly.
“First of all, I’m not your friend.
I detest you, as you do me.
Secondly, no one cares about your so-called background, experiences, it’s only you who keeps bringing up the topic to show off how much you’ve seen.
Lastly, you’re all talk, going on about changing the world, a new era, without presenting any plan.
You claim we’re the same and that you care about us, but what have you actually done?
Tell me, what good has your God-given talent done?
Sitting in this cell, fooling a girl?”
Without giving his opponent a chance to counter-argue, Gongsun Ce landed the final blow.
“My dad always told me, judge people by what they do, not what they say.
Yuankai risks his neck every day, bringing us food, telling us stories of other cells.
He never talks as much nonsense as you do!”
Aorus’s complexion alternated between green and white, and the look Kardesia gave him shifted too.
“Indeed, buddy, you haven’t really done much good around here.”
So far, Shiyu Ling hadn’t seen anything to set someone off on a rampage…
could it be that those two will fight later?
Finally, Aorus spoke with a chill in his tone.
“I don’t quite understand, Gongsun Ce.
Why do you always bear hostility towards me.”
Gongsun Ce launched another tirade: “Because your theory of genius is stupid as hell.
You strut around like a kid who has caught a big bug, bragging about catching cicadas, not realizing you’re holding a cockroach in your hand.”
Aorus raised an eyebrow.
“So you don’t like your superpower.”
“It’s the reason I’m still locked up here, I can’t think of any reason to like it.
And I can’t comprehend why you consider it as a sign of superiority.” Gongsun Ce glared back coldly, “Geniuses stand higher than ordinary people?
Your parents don’t have superpowers either, do you think you’re nobler than them?
Can fighting well really move the world forward?
Then the atomic bomb must be the prophet of the 21st century, you should bow down to it.”
The brown-haired boy laughed.
His smile was different from before, still charming, less inciting, but with a heavier emotional shade.
“Alright, Gongsun Ce.
Let me state what you’re thinking.
You reject the meaning of genius, despise your own ability.
So, may I assume that you count yourself among the ordinary, is that correct?”
Shiyu Ling sensed the true nature of that emotion.
The brown-haired boy was determined to take revenge on his cellmate, sharpening his words into a knife, waiting for the perfect moment to stab the blade into the opponent’s heart.
“We are mere mortals,” Gongsun Ce said darkly, “not above anyone else.”
“That’s incredibly sad, Gongsun Ce,” sighed Aorus.
“—You dislike your superpower, but have you ever considered what worth you possess without it?
In these three months, you have been confined to the sky, and the amount of money, time, and manpower the major powers have spent to detain you is more than you could ever reciprocate in a lifetime as an ordinary person.
This shouldn’t be your concern because of your unique talent, you deserve their treatment…
but you have despised your ability, treating a God-given talent as a curse!”
He spoke with increasing enthusiasm, his face almost seemed to be introducing a newly premiered comedy to a friend.
“What now, Gongsun Ce?
You reject my viewpoint, so you must examine yourself from another angle.
By not treating your ability as a talent, you become an unstable bomb.
Every day, every minute, every second, you consume resources disproportionate to your ordinary self, like a criminal locked away in prison!
Does the existence of a criminal hold any significance to the world?
a criminal is but a person not worth grieving over!”