Chapter 240: Chapter 239.

Chapter 239. The Valentine’s Day School Dance: Dance Monkey. (3/4)

I nodded in full agreement with her and responded, “Certainly. I completely agree with you on that. It’s all about survival at the end of the day. That nonsense about love is just a scam to deter polygamy because society has developed this idealistic notion of leaving no one behind. Everybody suddenly got so afraid of hurting each other’s feelings. We’ve grown way too soft and weak.”

“Polygamy? What an odd term to bring up right after Valentine’s Day.”

“Is it so rare for me to bring it up? The fact that the government is so terrified of polygamy and implements such harsh punishments to deter it is simply to avoid a single person acquiring too much power and strength. Is it not? The accumulation of wealth and resources is the greatest benefit to polygamy and the government understands that well. Polygamy is the origin of kings and queens, the government would never tolerate someone rising to power through it.”

“Hmmm. From a biological perspective, nature does heavily favor polygamy. Only 5% of mammals are monogamous. I’ve never actually thought about this topic that seriously before.” Ms. Gene tilted her head to one side. Her left palm cupped her right elbow which supported her right arm. Her right thumb was under her chin, her fingers were curled into a ball with her index finger directly beneath her lower lip.

Seeing her thinking the subject over so seriously, I opened my mouth and said, “Polygamy could bring about economic instability to the country if large quantities of money were pooled into large families. If many of such families sprung up, it could take a substantial amount of money out of circulation from the economy.”

“Hypothetically, a single well-disciplined family, all on their own, could become equivalent to what large corporations are today. Large corporations are already pretty bad as it is, but with the current system in place, and the way a corporation is composed of many people unrelated to each other who each harbor their own thoughts, it is at least possible to reign them in.”

“But when it comes to family… it’s not nearly as easy to interfere. As corporations try to brainwash and instill company values into employees, they slowly inch closer to becoming something else. What is that something else? Why, that would naturally be a cult. Now what’s so scary about a family is, you can raise many children from a young age with your own family and easily indoctrinate them into believing whatever you want. A large family’s greatest threat is the possibility it could turn into a cult.”

“Oh! That’s a rather interesting analysis you’ve come up with.” She suddenly turned to me with sparkles in her eyes. I’d never seen this teacher show such a face before.

“It’s just something I randomly thought of while I was crunching some theoretical numbers.”

When she heard my explanation, she recomposed herself and asked, “Oh? You’re the math type?”

“Yeah. Your worst enemy.”

“Hohoho. I see. I see. I do dislike those snobby number types who think math is the one and only ineffable truth of this world. Don’t worry, if you take biology, I’ll be sure to grade you more harshly than other students.”

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t ever touch something as boring as biology.”

“BORING! Did you just call biology boring!”

“Yeah, yeah. I did. What are you going to do about it?” It felt satisfying to an extreme to see this teacher get so riled up.

“It seems I need to educate a lost child and teach him the true joys of biology.”

“Be taught biology by a biologically challenged woman? No thank you.”

“Bio- biologically challenged… woman… would you like for me to throw you into detention for being disrespectful toward a teacher?”

“Would you like me to spread the word of the true reason I got detention? For calling a biology teacher biologically challenged?” I took out my phone and stopped the video recording on my phone and showed her. 

“You recorded me? You’re such a lowlife.”

“If I got detention, I’m sure it would be embarrassing for you if your students found out just how inexperienced in the field of human biological functions their biology teacher is.”

“Blackmailing a teacher at your school, you think I’m afraid of that?”

“Not at all. I just thought it would be quite amusing for students to point at you behind your back and snicker amongst themselves about your biological inexperience.”

“Ugh.”

Every time I pointed out her lack of personal experience in the one topic she was confident in, she took a heavy blow to her pride.

“It’s… just a kiss.”

“Yeah. It’s just a kiss, yet you’ve never done it before. Oh, and please don’t get any weird ideas like kissing me. I’m absolutely not going to. I’ll report you for sexual harassment.”

“Hmph! And who’s going to believe you? You’re not recording anymore.”

“Oh, good point.”

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I looked down at my phone and pressed the record button.

“There, now you can’t-”

I was cursed.

The camera depicted on the screen was the one aimed at the ground. I didn’t have a chance to raise it.

Ms. Gene had already leaned in and touched her lips to mine with an indifferent look on her face.

She backed up immediately and mocked as she looked at the screen, “Too bad for you.”

She lipped out the words, ‘No face, no case.’

Yes, I didn’t catch her in the act on video. If I’d switched the camera to the front view in time I would have caught it in the video.

I stopped the recording and grumbled, “What the hell is wrong with you? What sort of teacher in her right mind goes and does that?”

“Well, I’m probably not sane. People have often called me crazy. Like I’m some sort of mad scientist. If there’s something I want to know, I’ll do what it takes to find out without caring for things like morals or others’ feelings. Because people thought I was a danger to society, I couldn’t become a professor at the university and research what I wanted to despite working hard for my PhD. They blacklisted me from all research institutions and I was forced to settle for being a high school teacher at this school.”

“Hah? What the hell did you even want to research for that to 

She sounded rather bitter and I couldn’t help but ask her about it. 

Why did I always run into women with some sort of troubles plaguing them though? As a devil, was I cursed to such a fate?

A dangerous, but self derisive grin formed on her face as she replied, “Virology was what I specialized in. Heheh… I wanted to research the deadliest viruses in the world. My dream was to create a super virus that could force humans to evolve. Humans have things too easy these days. Humans have grown too complacent because we have no real natural predators.”

“I think that’s not good and it’s sure to lead to the downfall of humanity. Stagnation leads to decay and backward evolution. I’m sure that’s the end result of the future we’re headed toward. As technology advances and makes our lives easier, we’re bound to become obsolete creatures who will one day be overthrown and go extinct if we cannot evolve further to survive nature’s trials and tribulations. Genetic modifications through a super virus that can reprogram any human regardless of one’s age, it’s stuff that sounds like science fiction, but I believe it’s possible with enough trial and error.”

I didn’t deny it was possible as there was such research being done in the future. It was still being done on mice though. “Well, such a form of genetic modification certainly is possible. There are ancient viruses that at some point slipped into our own DNA in a natural fashion, so creating a virus that can reprogram us genetically doesn’t sound that insane to me. As for the moral aspect of it, I personally don’t give a damn.”

“Throughout history, sacrifices have always been made for the sake of advancement. It’s only these days where we’re overly obsessed with right and wrong that progress has been stalled. There are so many hoops you have to jump through just to get even the smallest things done these days. It’s those hurdles that have greatly obstructed so much potential progress that could have been made.”

“Hell, we could have had nuclear fusion reactors already if it wasn’t for all the negative propaganda surrounding nuclear energy and this incessant fear of climate change. They just need to invest some serious capital into it rather than the other bullshit renewables that are unreliable in their current state.”

“That damn joke about it always being thirty years away really gets under my skin. Every now and then you see a piece online saying ‘oh it’s actually closer than we think.’ Then thirty years later, it’s still not here. Ahhhh! It gets on my nerves just thinking about it.”

“Seriously, we’re too damn obsessed about being little bitches and putting the Earth high on a pedestal. Rather than give a shit and try to fight climate change, what we really need to do is adapt to such an obstacle as a species, evolve, and advance. The strongest fittest species will survive while the weakest will not, it’s that simple.”

“What we need the most is to struggle like our lives are on the line every single day and fight to claim a spot in outer space. To colonize and terraform other planets. To do so in space, nuclear energy is an absolute must. Solar just wouldn’t cut it. Earth is like a mother. It has protected us, but it’s time for its children to leave the nest. Humans need to become independent of the mother that raised us. Climate change is as good as that mother giving us a nudge, but we’re so damn blind we can’t realize that we’re nothing more than spoiled baby birds too terrified to leave the nest and venture forth into the unknown cold confines of the universe.”

“Climate change is simply an invisible enemy. An enemy that does not truly exist. It is a natural process that humans are a part of. What we’re truly fighting by trying to fight climate change is our own potential growth as a species. We are strangling our own necks without even realizing it. We think we’re at the limit of what we as a species can achieve so we’ve become overly reliant on technology to do all the hard work for us.”

“Technology was once a tool we could make use of, but it was not a tool we could not survive without. Now, technology has become life support for us as a species. Without technology, the greater majority of us would be as good as dead overnight.”

“All it would take is a single strong solar storm to hit us and all the electronics-based technology we’re so reliant on would be destroyed in an instant. Our entire species would fall into decline as mass hysteria breaks out. The suicide rate would skyrocket simply from boredom. We would be back to ground zero where everything would need to be repaired or rebuilt from the ground up. But could people wait for that? The answer is a resounding no.”

“Both food and water would become an issue. Sanitation facilities would be inoperable. There would be disease, famine, and plagues. People lacking survival skills would die from little things like the heat and cold. As everything in our modern world relies on some sort of electronic chip these days, it would be equivalent to an apocalypse.”

“With the sudden scarcity of resources, humans would turn against one another to survive. Government would become dysfunctional. Law enforcement and the military wouldn’t be able to maintain order with the sheer amount of civil unrest. The justice system would be flipped on its head.”

“National stockpiles of food and water would run out in no time. National security would be at risk in every country. There will be opportunistic countries who seek to take advantage of this period of time where the greatest strength of first-world countries’, communications, are effectively nonexistent.”

“Information is power, when the means to acquire information is lost, chaos befalls. The internet, with it suddenly gone, our most powerful creation no more, mankind who became so reliant on its existence would fall.”

Somehow, I went off on a long-winded rant.

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