Terra Nova Online: Rise of The Strongest Player

Chapter 350: Fake Empathy

( Cervantez’s POV )

“Come in…. I was feeling a bit lonely this new year anyways” President Verma said, as she invited the handsome looking young man into her house.

“Thank you–” Cervantez said, as he politely followed the president into her house and sat beside her at the kitchen table, which was littered with sealed boxes.

“I’ve already packed my things, I think I’ll be demoted to Sector B after the second evaluation.

I’m only level 80 within the game and things haven’t been really going too great” President Verma said, noticing Cervantez’s gaze, as she gave him the explanation that he was wondering about before he even asked about it.

“Well, this evaluation is not about levels but all about skills ma’am, it may not turn out as grim as you expect it to” Cervantez said, as President Verma smiled a fake smile towards him.

“Have you brought glasses, or should I look for some here?” She asked, pointing towards the bucket of champagne that Cervantez was carrying.

“I have brought glasses,” Cervantez said, bringing out two glasses, as he popped the champagne.

Pouring one drink for himself and one for the president, he lifted the glass for a cheers, which the president obliged happily.

“Cheers to the new year–” President Verma said, clacking her glass against his, as Cervantez replied with a “Cheers” of his own.

*Ding*

Cervantez took a sip of his drink, trying to think about how he could initiate the conversation that he came here for without looking weird, however, thankfully he did not need to, as President Verma did it for him.

“So…. Why are you here? Young man? Are you here to try and bed me? Do you have some repressed psychological desire to have intercourse with women of power?

Or is it something else?

You can tell me freely, because you’re pretty enough for me to do you–” President Verma said, as her compliment made Cervantez blush.

“No I don’t have any sexual desires, I’m here to ask you a few questions….” Cervantez replied, as President Verma let out a dry laugh.

“Fire away–” she said, looking unimpressed as she gulped her entire drink in one go.

“President Verma, if you may, can you please tell me what exactly is the deal that you made with the aliens?

All this has a purpose right? The promise of a new home, it cannot be without any string attached can it?” Cervantez asked, pouring the president another drink, as his question made the president chuckle some more.

“Of course it’s not free, boy. There is nothing such as a free meal in this entire universe, not just on Earth.

There is a reason behind why the aliens only took off with a batch of 1 billion humans at once, only promising to bring a second batch at the end of one year.

It’s not because they lack the Arc Ships required to bring all 8 million Earthen citizens to safety, but it’s rather because they don’t wish to bring the weaker humans to their new planet who would be nothing but dead weights in their economy” President Verma replied, rolling her eyes, as she seemed to find the whole idea of saving humanity as a whole absurd.

“You know kid, as a career politician the people I hate the most are the idealists who lack common sense.

The world was never a fair place for all so why should the universe be any different?

If the world was fair and just, then why did it give humans the right to eat chicken, but did not give chicken the right to do the same?

Us humans kill bugs and insects indiscriminately labeling them as ‘pests’ and we get away with it too because it’s socially acceptable to kill small insects.

However, if I consider the life of a fellow human as an insect then I’d suddenly become a fascist, a person who lacks empathy, when most of us lack empathy anyways…

There is a reason behind why only humans were allowed on this arc ship, and we did not carry dolphins and gorillas and lions on-board.

For the aliens, the lives of us humans are no different to those of insects, and they are only saving us because they see us providing them with equivalent value.

So pretty boy, if you are here to question me about morals and ethics, please leave me alone with this delicious bottle of champagne” The president said, as she dropped the most stone cold, yet true speech that she had ever spoken.

Humans pretended to be empaths, humans pretended to have morals, however, in the end humans were nothing but hypocrites who felt no guilt in doing wrong things that did not affect them directly.

“Well ma’am, I don’t disagree with you at all, and don’t worry, I’m not here to lecture you.

I just want to know the specifics of your deal with the aliens if that’s okay, because there are a couple specific doubts that I wish to verify” Cervantez said with a straight face, as he did not seem to be disgusted by the president’s speech at all and rather appreciated her honesty.

“What specifically do you want to know, kid?” President Verma said, taking a sip of her drink as she leaned back on her chair.

“I want to know about the classes that we are assigned at the start of the game and the true reason behind it–” Cervantez said, as President Verma took another sip of her drink, her eyes shining in a mischievous glint.

“That’s one question, what’s the second?” President Verma said, as instead of answering Cervantez, she rebutted him with a question of her own.

“The second one is about the specifics of the deal that you made with the aliens… and what exactly is their end game?” Cervantez said, as the president smiled evilly when she heard his words.

“I have the answer to your questions, but I want something from you first….

I have taken a fancy to your blue eyes and blonde hair.

So if you make love to me tonight, I’ll give you the answers that you seek and some more.

But ….that’s the only way I’m going to give you those answers” President Verma said, as she put up an impossible condition before Cervantez to fulfill, if he wanted the information he was seeking.