Hand Of God

Chapter 38 Is this also your design?

But seeing Adam lose the energy core he had fought so hard for, Sissi felt a surge of pleasure.

Watching Diana, who was sitting on the Judges' Bench and now starting to frown, her sense of satisfaction increased even more.

Adam had promised to get the first place, hadn't he?

After making the promise, he still hadn't achieved it!

"Well done, well done! That was truly spectacular!" Clark watched Adam, who had been squatting on the ground without moving for a while, clapping lightly, then said to Thomas:

"Is this also your design? Are you satisfied?"

"The students who took the initiative to snatch, they weren't bad people originally, they might all be good people in life, but under your rules, you've forced them to become petty people who rely on ambushes to grab benefits."

"Adam was originally the most talented among this year's students, he was smart, calm, and powerful."

"But you just want to make such a prominent genius the target of everyone, the thorn in everyone's side, let the points he worked hard to get be snatched away by others?"

Among all the judges, Clark was now the most emotional.

Obviously, the specific rules of this trial should have been designed by Thomas, and Clark had been dissatisfied with his design for a long time.

After saying so much, seeing that Thomas still didn't respond, he couldn't stand it and stood up, walked in front of Thomas, blocking his view.

"Clark, calm down," Norman couldn't help but say, but Clark ignored him.

Bang!

With a hard slap on the table, even Thomas was shaken by it.

"I'm asking you a question, President Freud!"

"We run a university! It's a school! It's for cultivating talents! Not for breeding schemers and ambitious people!"

"Superhumans will fight side by side in the future, trust each other, entrust their lives to their teammates, and face strong enemies together."

"What is your philosophy of education? What kind of people do you want to cultivate? Do you want to cultivate a group of people who are scheming, never trust the people around them, and rely on ambushes and dirty tricks to seek benefits for themselves, right?"

Thomas listened to Clark's aggressive voice, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, turning helpless, and after a while, he still didn't speak.

There was no way, and in the end, he could only reply briefly:

"I also have my own thoughts."

"You think of nothing!" Clark slapped the table again, too lazy to say anything more, turned and walked away, saying:

"This trial is the most boring and the most vicious internal strife in history."

"Adam, or other students inside, may have undergone bad psychological changes because of this trial."

"I will report to the UHG (United Human Government), cancel this trial for assessment-free admission students, and if it doesn't work out, we will see each other in the UHG court!"

Leaving a sentence, Clark's emotions exploded, completely tearing his face, and the atmosphere dropped to an ice point.

Everyone is usually a person with a face, and no one expected this kind of thing to happen.

At that moment, everyone fell silent, and even the sound of breathing was audible.

Seeing this, Thomas, who didn't want to lose face, finally slowly relaxed his eyebrows and sighed.

"Ah, Clark, since you want an explanation, I will give you one."

Hearing that Thomas would actually say this, Clark was also very surprised and turned his head again.

Thomas slowly stood up, and at this time his figure seemed to be a bit older, stretching out two fingers.

"I designed this trial for two reasons."

"The first one, you always say that superhumans will fight side by side in the future, trust, integrity, bravery, these are indeed very good qualities, but what about the facts?"

Thomas quietly looked into Clark's eyes, the wrinkles brought by the years made his eye sockets deep, giving a deep feeling.

"The fact is, the betrayal of teammates on the battlefield happens every year."

"The fact is, the superhumans in the front are fighting to the death, and the high-level command in the rear is thinking about how to make profits."

"The fact is, there are countless talents who have died for all kinds of strange reasons."

"I just want the young superhumans to be more cautious, idealists with a heart full of blood are admirable, but their demise is even more heartbreaking."

Looking into Thomas's deep eyes, Clark gradually calmed down and said helplessly:

"I know these, but our education for the next generation should be good, changing the dark, not letting them adapt!"

"I know." To Clark's surprise, Thomas agreed with him and did not continue to refute.

"This method has its pros and cons, and in the long run, it may be harmful."

"So, I have a second reason."

"The time left for us may not be enough for us to think about 'long-term' things."

Saying this, Thomas's deep eyes turned to Adam's screen, looking meaningfully at Adam who was squatting on the ground.

"Due to my personal superpower, I am afraid I am clearer than you, clearer than everyone in the world, about the terrifying Deities."

"I can't say specifically, but I know it's a completely unequal power, the upper limit of Deities may be extremely high, we just haven't seen it yet."

"And superhumans have only been born for a hundred years, and we are still full of all kinds of problems internally, we can't even unite."

"Faced with this situation, ordinary people, ordinary things, may not be enough, we need unconventional situations to appear!"

"So I want to wait for someone, he had better be able to fight against the rules, break the routine, subvert past cognition, do something different, we will have more hope in the future."

"Breaking the routine is already a must!"

These words, Thomas had never spoken to anyone before.

As he spoke, he was no longer the old fox who hid his emotions well; instead, a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

It was as if he was contemplating something very unpleasant.

Clark frowned at him, and those around were also looking at him, as if no one had ever seen the old man in such a state.

Clark asked solemnly, "Are you anxious?"

Thomas did not respond, just remained silent.

"Do you have any guesses? Why are you unwilling to discuss with everyone?"

"Because that topic might be somewhat taboo, and I'm not sure if some of my judgments are correct," Thomas shook his head. "Some words, once spoken, regardless of being right or wrong, or even if people listen or not, will cause trouble!"

For a moment, Clark was also somewhat speechless.

After a long pause, his tone softened as he said:

"Let's not talk about those for now, let's talk about this trial. What are your expectations for the students? What do you hope for?"

"I actually don't quite know," Thomas said.

"You don't know?" Clark was taken aback, saying in a tone of disbelief, "You don't know, but you want the students to know? Are you dreaming? Starting to believe in miracles?"

"It's not about believing in miracles, but rather expecting them," Thomas replied.

"After all, our world needs miracles."

Thomas finally leaned on the armrest of his seat and slowly sat down, shaking his head with a wry smile, as if he found himself ridiculous.

"Ah, if you want to report me to UHG, go ahead, anyway, I don't quite know if I'm right or wrong."

Thomas calmed down a bit, and a smile reappeared on his face, returning to his nonchalant demeanor.

Clark didn't say anything more, just calmly sat down.

This debate among the higher-ups ended temporarily in this manner.

At that moment, a light and gentle female voice rang out, as if her emotions had never been affected by the previous argument.