Alex remained silent for a long time, taking in the man's request. After churning it through his mind more than necessary, he could only reach one single conclusion.
There was nothing malicious about this request at all.
"Just to confirm, you want me to help you help everyone during the time of war by making pills for them?" he asked.
"Yes," Whitesong answered.
Alex nodded, taking in how quickly he answered. "I won't lie, senior. I am fully against the war. Should a war happen, the most I am willing to do is help the others with healing pills or poison antidote pills. I will not make a single pill that will adversely harm the other side."
"That is fine with me. I don't particularly care about helping with the war. I just wish to save as many of our own people as I can," the Alchemy God said.
Alex nodded. "May I ask your views on the war? Are you against it, or do you want it to happen?"
