Chapter 580 (1/2)
Hao Ren and Hasse sat opposite each other in the centre of the air bubble, and the underwater shadows that flashed past them often cast some mottled light spots around them. Hao Ren asked Hasse, “If there is an instinct which will not help your reproduction and evolution from the viewpoint of biological evolution, and it has nothing to do with getting food or increasing the chance of survival, and it just makes you getting hostile towards other intelligent beings in an incomprehensible way. Do you think this ‘instinct’ is natural or normal?”
Hasse shook his head and about to stand up. Hao Ren stopped him. “This is a serious question. I hope you will take it seriously.”
Hasse said coldly, “Perhaps you are serious, but you don’t understand the importance of killing instincts to a demon-hunter. This is the key to our superiority in the alien war for the past ten thousand years.”
“But if there is no killing instinct, alien war wouldn’t have existed at all—it’s not the key to solving problem, it’s precisely the problem itself,” Hao Ren lifted his fingers pointing at White Flame. “This young demon hunter has absolutely different views, because she, like me, is free from the control of killing instincts and able to think calmly. The killing instinct has controlled old demon hunter like you for too long, and even become part of your life so that you don’t even question its rationality.”
Hasse’s ever-deadpan face finally showed an erratic look. “This is the weirdest remark I’ve ever heard… Do you know that you are discussing something that is almost natural? Discuss its rationality is meaningless because it has existed since time immemorial.”
“Then how do you justify the weakening of hostility of new generation of demon hunters towards the aliens?” Hao Ren spread out his hand and said, “You have not encountered any genetic diseases. Environmental changes on the earth will not affect this aspect. If killing instinct is a justifiable phenomenon, then is its decline reasonable? If its subsidence is justifiable, what is the meaning of its existence before that?”
Teuton silently watched the arguments between Hao Ren and Hasse. This silent man did not express his opinion. He took an old prayer book out from his robe, sat in a weird position on the edge of the air bubble, and began to study it quietly. It was already a dozen meters deep underwater and the light was dim, but this did not affect the vision of a master demon hunter.
Sorma was keeping this magical environment intact outside the air bubble. Shaqira came up to Hao Ren and listened curiously to the weird discussion.
Hasse realized that this seemingly indiscreet young man was not as naive as he had imagined. He had sensed something was more than meets the eyes. The fact that he could survive until today was not entirely because of his fighting ability but also alertness and coolness of an elder. Hasse remained silent for a few seconds before he shook his head slightly, “I can’t answer your questions, but I still insist that it’s pointless to discuss whether or not killing instinct should exist, on the premise that it already exists. Whether it’s the instinct that controls us or we’re using the instinct, it’s a fait accompli and we’re happy to accept as it is.”
Vivian came to Hao Ren’s side and looked at Hasse. “Hasse, you are a smarter demon hunter. I now tell you something as an elder: The innate confrontation between the various otherworldling races is also weakening, including between the werewolves and the Blood Clan. I know you’ve contributed a fair bit of effort during the last trouble at the sanctuary in Athens, and then you should have seen the interracial inhabitancy there. During the mythological era, this was impossible. I have a thought: regardless of the demon hunters or otherworldlings, the essence is the same; we are all supernatural ‘otherworldings’ to the humans who are the real master of this planet. The so-called killing instinct is no cleverer than the intrinsic hostility between the otherworldlings. This abnormal phenomenon had suddenly emerged tens of thousands of years ago. Now that it has begun to subside, and you have witnessed it yourself. So I suggest that you calm down and think about it and look at the truth behind it.”
White Flame who was meditating in the distant looked up and glanced at them. There seemed to be a flash of light in her eyes, but then she lowered his head again, as if she was indifferent to the discussion here.
In eye of Hasse, there was a strange glow of light. He took a deep breath and asked, “Is it that you have mastered something… some ancient secret?”
Vivian pondered for a moment before she looked up. “Have you ever wondered if there is a world in which otherworldlings and demon hunters coexist peacefully?”
Hasse’s voice hardened. “… if this is a joke, then we should stop here.”
Hao Ren had his hand spread out. “Okay, let me rephrase: Do you think that demon hunters and otherworldlings are native of this planet? Do you dare to swear to the theory of evolution and stratigraphic pool of fossils and say you are a native of this planet?”
Teuton and White Flame looked up spontaneously; they could no longer pretend to meditate.
“You mean the ‘day of return’?” Hasse leaned forward slightly. “There are two explanations for the ‘day of return; the first explanation is the return of alien forces, and the other explanation is just the opposite that the aliens will return to a place called the World of Origin… are you telling me that you’ve found the World of Origin?”