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This is what Frisk has been fighting for for a long time, but now he has failed. Both sides have entered a stalemate again. The monsters have no way to retreat because they don’t want to go back to the dark underground after seeing the sunlight, while humans are pressing forward step by step and are unwilling to give in.

Perhaps it was this dull and depressing atmosphere that finally irritated Andain. She stood up in an instant, and the words that emanated from between her teeth were filled with innumerable anger.

"Oh my god, why are there so many troubles? Why are they so troublesome?! At worst, we can just have a fight and defeat them, and then there won't be so many problems! I don't think they have any intention of developing peacefully, otherwise why would they make so many excessive demands! Let's fight, we don't want to kill anyone, and they will only back down if we show our weapons!"

She yelled like this, but her gaze finally fell on Frisk, waiting for him to make a decision. After all, he was not only their friend, but also a peace ambassador who symbolized friendly exchanges between monsters and humans.

"Can not be done……"

Frisk shook his head, his expression filled with an indelible gloom.

"Don't forget why the fierce opposition emerged. It was our own fault."

This left Andain speechless. After all, the emergence of the radicals was to be blamed on themselves. They killed the six children. They had six lives on their hands and were destined to pay the price at this moment.

But Andain was still a little dissatisfied. She slammed the table and brought up the story that should have been sealed.

"If they hadn't killed Asriel first, this wouldn't have happened!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I know they didn't do it on purpose. They thought I had killed someone, so they attacked me. I died because I didn't want to resist and let them kill me."

Asriel immediately spoke up to stop Andain from continuing. He no longer wanted to talk about what happened back then, because it didn't matter who was right or wrong.

Asriel shook his head gently and continued soothingly, "And I'm still standing here, alive, with friends and beautiful things, but they can't feel anything."

He knew this kind of pain all too well. Even as a flower, he'd experienced the pain of being outside of his own world. He naturally understood how miserable those humans, stripped of even the concept of survival, felt. He had a chance to live again, but what about those who died? They had nothing.

"Yes."

Papyrus refuted Andain with a rare firmness and puffed out his chest.

"If we do something wrong, it's wrong. If we kill someone, it's murder. We have already made a mistake and we cannot make a bigger one."

"Papyrus is right."

Frisk continued Papyris's words with a serious expression, bringing the discussion to an end.

"No matter what the reason, no matter what the logic, we all feel guilty about this matter. We cannot demand of others what we ourselves cannot do. If hatred were so easy to let go of, six children wouldn't have died. We should be strict with ourselves and tolerant of others, rather than strict with others and tolerant of ourselves. Furthermore, if we really did fight, who can guarantee there wouldn't be casualties? Anger is a terrible emotion; once it burns, it's hard to extinguish."

200 Shansi's Decision

"No, Frisk, I can't support you this time."

It was rare for Sans to speak up and offer his opinion. After all, every time he attended the parliament session, he would just say some nonsense like "it's all right" and this was the first time he raised an objection.

Everyone's attention shifted to him, but seeing his serious expression and the faint blue in the depths of his eyes, they all knew that he was not joking.

"Why?" Frisk asked, puzzled. "I don't think war will bring any good results. It might make our relationship even worse, until it creates an irreparable rift. At that point, there's no way we'll be able to stop."

"Do not."

Shans shook his head.

"It's not about war, but about deterrence, to make them realize that confronting us will not bring peace, but will only lead to worse consequences."

He remembered what the Doctor had said to him.

Since your war is a means rather than an end, and the ultimate goal is to achieve peace, which is diametrically opposed to war, then deterrence will be enough. As long as you have an irresistible force like a natural disaster and show your willingness to live in peace, they will sincerely think that you are kind.

Isn't it a very strange thing.

People's ideas will change in different environments. You need some deterrence to highlight your kindness. Even if the method is a bit violent, it is indeed the most effective.

He understood it at that time, so he felt even more helpless.

Frisk and Papyrus looked like they wanted to say something. The other monsters were discussing among themselves, but Sans's gaze was so determined that Frisk couldn't find any words to persuade him. She had a premonition that no matter what words she said, they were doomed to fail.

Once Shansi is completely determined on something, I'm afraid nothing can make him change his mind, even if he is usually lazy and unreliable, and looks like he doesn't care about anything.

But he also has things that he cares about, and he also has things that he is willing to fight for. For some things, he is willing to pay any price.

"Because the success rate is very high, we have a high probability of achieving immediate peace. Humanity itself is a race that is constantly fighting each other, and there has never been a shortage of fighting among ourselves."

When Sans arrived here, Frisk stopped talking, because she knew that every word the other party said was right. She closed her eyes in some pain.

"Just like when the two tribes lived in peace, they resolutely raised their butcher knives against us. At that time, we hadn't fought a war, not even had any friction, yet they never considered peace. If we just keep complaining, we won't be able to win our freedom and peace."

He paused and changed the subject.

"I know this shouldn't be the case."

When he said this, his voice sounded a little hoarse, and the helplessness in his tone was lingering. He first glanced at the ground subconsciously as if to escape, then raised his head and looked directly at the other person.

"Because this choice is not kind at all, it's even wrong. In a sense, it's even shameful. The fact that we're able to return to the surface safely and unharmed is all because of kindness. We were saved by kindness, yet now we have to do something unkind."

When Sans said this, Andain turned her head away subconsciously. She felt ashamed of her previous thoughts. Of course, it was not because she was not kind. She simply did not think about the deeper things and she had to fulfill her duty, which was to protect monsters.

"But I am a monster." Sans' tone changed again, and he became calmer when repeating this sentence. There was no passionate speech, as if he was repeating a fact that just existed.

"I need to consider all monsters, even if the means I choose in the process are a little drastic. Of course, I promise you, Frisk, I will not harm any human, no matter what excessive words they say to me, or even what extreme actions they take. I promise you here, Frisk, I will not harm any human."

"Because what we are pursuing is peace. War is never an end, but only a means, and so are threats."

"Even if it's wrong, inappropriate, or improper, even if I'm burdened with guilt and condemned by thousands of people, I'm still going to do it."

When he finished the last sentence, all the monsters stared at him in amazement, without saying a word.

But Frisk was only blank for a moment before he met the man's gaze.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked.

"I'm sure." Sans answered quickly without any hesitation.

"Then I will support you, unconditionally and without reason." Frisk looked at him, also unwavering. "Whether you swear or not, I will believe you."

Shan Si looked at the man in disbelief. He was ready to break up with the other party, even if there was no way to become the other party's friend, even if it was a path of his own, he would still do it, because some things would never be completed if no one did them.

"Yes, of course I will support you, hehehehe, don't you still believe in the great Papyrus?"

Papyrus was the first to join the support camp.

"I don't think I have any reason to refuse, right? I've long wanted to teach those bastards who have been harassing us and even trying to throw garbage at our place a lesson. Even if it's just a little scare, it's enough to teach them a lesson."

Andain's fingers crackled with each other. After all, they had endured these things for a long time, and the truth was even worse than Andain said. If it weren't for their intimidating looks, those guys would have tried to rush in and kill them all in the name of justice, and then fabricate facts while stepping on their corpses to vent their anger.

In fact, some bad guys have already tried to kill them, such as poisoning them, throwing explosives, and setting traps.

What’s interesting is that the most radical humans the advocates wanted to kill had no connection to the six innocent humans they killed.

"I believe you. After all, your jokes are funny. I think a person who can tell jokes will never make bad decisions."

Toriel spoke, as if giving a definitive definition to the matter.

Then all the monsters spoke, and this time, no one objected.

201 It is an extreme luxury for humans to remain rational forever

Sans was washing dishes with a sponge. Although this didn't seem like something he would do, there was nothing he could do. Even though he had just given an impassioned performance and even though he had just made a great plan, he still had to wash the dishes when it was time.

To be honest, he did want to run away, but everyone was looking at him, so he was too embarrassed to run away.

So he looked at the mountain of dishes, encouraged himself, and began to wash them reluctantly, his mind wandering from time to time. He even felt that the huge group of zombies was nothing compared to so many dishes. If Frisk hadn't been watching him and washing the dishes with her, he might have given up long ago.

"Just leave them here. Sooner or later they'll grow arms and legs and clean themselves up."

Shansi complained.

But even if he is a hero, a hero who has just saved the world, he still has to wash the dishes when it is time to do so. Some are even so miserable that they have to run around for their lives. This is a troublesome reality that no one can escape.

"Maybe that day will come, but it will be many years from now. But we have to clean these dishes before tomorrow."

Frisk found it rather funny when he said these words, but it was not a kind of funny thing that was meant to be derogatory. In fact, they had already had countless rounds of conversations like this, with the other party's excuse even going so far as to say that a comet might fall tomorrow, so why should they waste their time washing dishes here?

She thought about how someone had just been so confident telling everyone what to do, and now his face fell over something as trivial as washing dishes. The contrast was so great that even Frisk couldn't help but laugh. But that was okay. This was Sans, the kind of guy who was lazy and unreliable most of the time.

Perhaps Sans really had no excuses. After all, he had already found at least dozens of excuses, so he was extremely quiet at the moment. However, this quiet status quo could not last long, because he soon found a new topic.

"I thought you would refuse very firmly." After he said this, he stacked a not-so-clean bowl aside.

However, this little action was seen by Frisco. She reached out and stopped the person, picked up another unwashed bowl, and then took the other person's unwashed bowl to her own sink to wash it.

It wasn't until the bowl began to sparkle that she spoke calmly, "Because your opinion is very reasonable. I can't find any reason to refute it, nor can I find a more reasonable opinion."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Shansi again, and saw that he was washing dishes at a half-hearted pace, with a look of helplessness on her face.

She sighed slowly and continued.

"If I hadn't experienced so much before, I might still have retained some innocence, like my stubborn refusal to hurt any monster, even though some wounds were truly painful. I often fled in panic, starving and freezing, finding a slightly crowded place where I could lean against a wall or fall asleep with my head on the ground. Back when I wasn't yet fully formed, I experienced this many times, but I still held on to hope."

"Likewise, I don't want to hurt anyone right now."

She said this with a little pain, and even the hand holding the bowl was not so steady. It was shaking slightly and knocking against something, making a tinkling sound.

"But I tried many times. From the second day after I came out of the underground world and came to the surface to meet them, I kept trying. I tried to convince them, but it didn't work. If it didn't work once, I tried it twice. If it didn't work twice, I tried it three times. I kept this belief and tried again and again."

When Frisk said this, she couldn't help but choke out big tears from her eyes. She hadn't cried for a long time, but no matter how strong she was, she still had feelings, and feelings meant weaknesses, let alone crying.

"But no, absolutely no. I understand they're just as hard to convince as Andain, so I mobilized the monsters to do things, all kinds of good things. But no matter how hard I try, even if some people accept our help, or even save their lives because of our help, when they see us, they still curse us as monsters, even saying that all the bad things are our fault, throwing stones at us, calling us running dogs...but we clearly saved them."

She raised her arms and wiped away her tears with her sleeves, but the tears seemed to remain there no matter how hard she tried.

"Sometimes I wonder if I should give up. But when I think of some monsters smiling so brightly at the sunset, I don't want to sit back and watch them go back in disgrace. But they're really too much. They attack us recklessly, even wanting to kill us. But if we show even the slightest sign of defiance or ferocity, they'll scream, 'We're indeed monsters, man-eating monsters.'"

Shan Si listened quietly. He washed his hands, took out a handkerchief, moved closer, and patiently helped the other person wipe away his tears.

This was all he could do. He didn't know how to comfort them. His lazy personality meant that he had never had close contact with humans other than Frisk, so he only knew that their situation was difficult, but he didn't expect it to be this difficult.

"why?"

Frisk asked him back.

Shan Si couldn't answer, so he could only say honestly, "Kid, I don't know."

"why?"

Frisk asked again, but this time she was asking herself why.

"Why can they attack or abuse us so recklessly? If we even react in the slightest, they'll label us cannibals or murderers, even though they were the ones who hurt us the whole time, even though they were the ones who wanted to kill us. They even want to turn us into slaves, toys, or pets—those are inappropriate adjectives."

She pushed Shans's hand away dejectedly, her heart as bitter as a dead tree, full of holes from being eaten away.

"Except for a small number of people who truly fear and harbor malice towards us, most of them just want to watch the fun, or simply want to vent their anger on this pretext where no one will blame them. They don't care who we are or who is right or wrong. They just want to kill us, to see us die, and to enjoy it. So I'm at my wit's end. Kindness and innocence can't save everything. I suddenly understand the players' feelings. In a situation where there is no hope at all, persisting for thousands of years is an impossible luxury."

202 Sharpening the Knife to Attack the Unruly People

[Chess Player] The Nameless Person Nailed in the Coffin: How can we reasonably intimidate the enemy while ensuring that the innocence and kindness of that man named Frisk are not harmed? ? ?

When the doctor heard this request, he took a rare breath of cold air. It was so painful and so annoying that he even lost his usual composure. He had never lost his composure like this even when he was arguing with Tony Stark.

After all, this request was too unreasonable, completely beyond his ability to fulfill. It felt like a deliberate and pointless challenge, like wanting to eat a gummy bear that looked like the Afang Palace, but if it wasn't a gummy bear, or one that looked like it had been burned, it wouldn't work. But wasn't it still a gummy bear? You're going to chew it up anyway, so who cares what it looked like before?

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: ...Is that what you mean?

Shan Si thought of the hundreds of words he had written, and it seemed that this was pretty much the summary he had put it into.

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: ...I think I understand why the Doctor always argues with me. Is your request even humanly achievable? Unless there's a Jesus figure who can shine a holy light upon everyone, forcing them to believe in God wholeheartedly and completely, turning them into believers of the Holy Light. Then, you could solve the problem without bloodshed. And how could they all become good? Would they still be human then? Would they still have their own will? And honestly, while I also hope for a world free of crime, the thought of a world where faith in God eliminates all darkness is even more terrifying.

【God of the Void】Ghost: God, faith, strange, why become kind.

[Iron Man] Ordinary rich man: No, no, it’s just an analogy. The God in each world is different.

Tony Stark wiped the sweat from his forehead in fear when he saw the ghost coming out to ask. However, he did not make up his mind about the fact that the gods in each world were different. After all, after getting familiar with Kong, he also knew that they also had gods over there, and they were the kind who were no different from humans. Thinking of this, he sighed. If only the gods on the ghost's side were of the same nature as the gods on Kong's side, there wouldn't be so many troubles.

[World Manipulator] Fanatical Master Architect: Isn't that a good thing? It would be wonderful if everyone could live in peace. Why does it seem so scary just by your words?

[Chess Player] The nameless person nailed in the coffin: The villagers over there are not purely good, they also have selfish desires. If they really become purely good, then when the monsters attack the city, they will take the initiative to stretch out their heads and let the other side kill them. They will not resist at all, and may even think that this is natural, because if the other side wants to kill them, then let them kill them, because resistance is wrong and should not be done. They will do their best to meet the requirements of others... No, this cannot be called pure good, it can only be said to be extremely distorted. Even if those monsters stop killing people and become like this, do you really think such a world is good?

【World Manipulator】Fanatical Master Architect: Uh... just forget I said anything.

[Chess Player] The unknown man nailed in the coffin: So if you really want to protect her, you must resolve this matter as soon as possible. The faster it is resolved, the less impact it will have on his mind. Therefore, you must appear with a strong aura and package yourself as a civilized race that is superior to them. If necessary, I think Tony Stark can help you. His technology is the most suitable for your requirements. Even if the technology may not be compatible and cannot be studied and replicated in your world, it can at least be fully demonstrated.

Iron Man: Ordinary Rich Man: Yes, whatever technology it is? I can provide it to you. If your treatment system over there is integrated with ours, I can directly send you some special medicines, all kinds of them. Just give them these things, and as long as someone else is sick, they won't dare to do anything. Especially if you have a qualified deterrent, honey and chains is an obvious trap, but the more obvious it is, the more they will be forced to jump in, because what we give them is not honey, but life-saving things. Also, if you need our help, I can come over. I think you need it, I definitely need it.

Tony Stark began to hint crazily without any regard for his face. He was never short of money, but he really couldn't give up such a good thing as points.

[Judge] A skeleton with only one bone: Well, it's okay. I think I should be able to do it myself without bothering you guys at all. After all, it's quite troublesome to bother you guys all the time.

Shan Si half-jokingly told a joke that only he could understand. As for the hint, he really didn't understand it.