Chapter 562: Has Your Conscience Been Eaten by Dogs?

Aiden frowned, voicing his most pressing question:
"...Do you think those guys in the North might use some kind of weapon of mass destruction?"
"It's unlikely. The launch codes for nuclear weapons are only held by one person at the very top.
Besides, our space-based satellites and troops stationed in North Korea are monitoring them 24/7. Any unusual activity in a launch silo can be destroyed on the ground before the missiles even launch.
Unless he wants his country to perish along with the South, the possibility is extremely slim."
Nuclear weapons are the sword of Damocles hanging over all of humanity, the last resort.
"When the great powers disintegrated, their nuclear arsenals remained intact;
Pakistan has experienced several coups, but its nuclear weapons have never malfunctioned.
The North isn't stupid; they know that planting a mushroom cloud in their own backyard is pure suicide.
When that moment truly arrives, we and our neighboring countries will unhesitatingly 'deliver' all our nuclear weapons to them, letting them experience what 'global delivery' truly means."
Aidan's head buzzed, as if a thousand flies were having a party inside.
For a long time, he had dreamed of his disobedient ally falling into internal strife, fighting amongst themselves, and ultimately being replaced by a thoroughly pro-M regime.
But now that day had truly arrived, especially with him about to leave, only one thought occupied his mind:
Please, just stop! Long live world peace!
"But...but behind all of this, Fang Huan was behind it all..."
"Mr. President, this isn't an 'if,' it's one hundred percent!" the aide stated firmly.
"First, they planted the Fang Huan Exchange in South Korea, providing certain forces with an untraceable financial channel.
Then, they 'coincidentally' sent a massive amount of supplies to the epicenter of the coup—Busan Port.
Their intentions are as clear as day!"
In short, Fang Huan started this fire.
Since they started it, it won't be easily extinguished!
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A series of bombshell reports rained down on him, and even the usually composed Su Hao couldn't help but furrow his brow.
"So, the coup army occupied the entire port area, and the life-saving grain we sent was just seized by them?"
"Yes, Chairman Su. They've blocked all routes, preventing the grain from reaching the civilian population.
Moreover, other troops are gathering in Busan, seemingly preparing to use the port as a base to build fortifications and fight a tough battle."
This is no longer a simple military conflict; it's about to completely tear a country apart!
"Fortunately, our ships and crew are all safe and sound, without any harm."
This was indeed a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
But in Su Hao's heart, an unnamed anger suddenly flared up.
This should have been the best era in thousands of years for ordinary people, the era when they were most well-fed.
But unfortunately, the extreme weather caused by global warming has brought unprecedented natural disasters to this land.
The greed of the chaebols and the incompetence of the politicians have left countless people struggling on the brink of starvation.
"Have these people lost their conscience?" Su Hao's voice was chilling.
"There are still people thinking of profiting from the national crisis, using guns to seize food and stir up trouble? What about the starving people?"
The most urgent task for South Korea should be to appease the people struggling with hunger.
But these ambitious individuals, to satisfy their pathetic lust for power, brazenly launched a coup, using countless lives as chips at their gambling table.
Liang Haiyuan analyzed in a low voice:
"Perhaps, for them, this is precisely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The old chaebol politics used to be impregnable, but now, everyone has the chance to overthrow the old order and build a new world."
Su Hao had no interest in who was in charge of the Blue House.
What angered him was that these ambitious individuals, for their own power games, treated the lives of millions of people like dirt!
"What about the South Korean government? Nothing's been said?"
"They...seem completely unprepared for this. They're in chaos, utterly overwhelmed.
Especially since their life-saving food supplies were intercepted, making matters worse."
"Didn't they mention additional purchases?"
"They did, but they're hesitant. On one hand, they're afraid we'll take advantage of the situation and demand exorbitant prices;
On the other hand, this amount is indeed substantial."
In the first transaction, Su Hao did indeed drive up the price significantly, even including the Fanghuan Exchange in the deal, ripping them off handsomely.
But times have changed. Seeing the situation spiraling into crisis, he has no interest in playing business games with human lives.
“Tell them,” Su Hao said decisively, “we’ll offer the lowest price possible, almost at cost.”
“Yes, Chairman Su, but that means we’re essentially losing money…”
“We’ve made enough from other sources, haven’t we?” Su Hao looked at him, his eyes calm as still water.
“Besides, this coup, no matter what, objectively involved our grain supplies, so we’re indirectly affected.
It’s only right and wrong that we help them.
Tell them we’ll procure a new batch of grain for them as quickly as possible, at the lowest possible price.
In any case, we can’t let the war escalate because of the grain issue.”
“Indeed… in this world, only you, Chairman Su, value human lives more than money.”
Liang Haiyuan’s tone was filled with heartfelt admiration.
"Alright, alright, stop flattering me."
Su Hao waved his hand, somewhat embarrassed.
"Human lives are at stake; this is basic common sense. It's nothing special."
Actually, Su Hao was doing this not only out of responsibility to the people of that land, but also for his own sake.
If the war gets out of control, its shockwaves could potentially reach the surrounding areas, even the whole world.
Su Hao didn't want to take that risk.
"Go talk to the South Korean government immediately. This time, we can't be foolish enough to send them to just one port again.
Get them to provide several absolutely controllable ports, like Incheon and Pyeongtaek, and we'll send them in batches.
Oh, and also, get them to authorize our 'Wildfire' security forces to provide full armed escort throughout the journey, ensuring our ships and crew are not attacked again."
"Yes! I'll pass it on immediately!"
Israel and Hamas, large and small countries… now, it's the South Korean peninsula's turn…
Su Hao gazed out the window, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
Could this world be about to witness a spectacular third season?