Chapter 571: Human Nature (2)
âImmortalâŠâ Wang Gui struggled for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and kowtowing, âI donât know why immortal said thatâŠâ
Immortals who descended to the mortal world were indeed unrivaled in their abilities.
But⊠what he said was hard to believe!
The world he lived in was fake.
He was just a wandering soul floating in this nightmare-like illusion?
Moreover⊠was he a pitiful soul that repeated this reincarnation over and over again?
And the real world had long been turned upside down!
Emperor Taizuâs expedition to Yinzhou was real but that was more than 300 years ago!
Great Xiaâs Emperor Taizu had long passed away, and the Great Xia Empire had become a federal empire that was similar to the Zhou dynasty.
The Emperor ruled from the country peacefully with talented people from the four corners, and the herdsmen guarded the land.
The country was prosperous, technology was advanced, and the people were rich and powerful!
As for him and his companions, they were forgotten in this fake illusion.
It could be said that they did not know the Han dynasty, let alone the Wei or Jin dynasty!
This⊠was obviously beyond Wang Guiâs understanding.
That was because the script limited him to being a descendant of the Xia merchants from Luzon.
Ling Pingâan looked at these burly men and smiled, âI naturally wonât lie to you!â
He then looked at the others.
The people whose skin was tanned by the sun of the brave sea were slaves from Kunlun State, and descendants of the Xia people who were transported from Luzon, Johor, and other places by the colonizers.
âI also wonât lie to everyone!â
As he spoke, he flicked his finger.
In the Realm of Nightmare, he had a certain degree of freedom.
The realm seemed to be able to bear a part of his madness.
Thus, his strength was released.
Although it wasnât even 1%, what he could do wasnât something a human or even a living creature could do.
Just like at this moment, his fingertip moved slightly.
Light dots bounced in all directions.
These light dots were the bottom-level memories of this Nightmare World.
They recorded the countless reincarnations and zero-returning experiences of these people in this world.
When the dots of light entered their bodies, everyone laid down and started retching.
All sorts of memories rampaged in their minds.
The reincarnations and cleansed memories were released again.
They were molded and then died.
They resisted but also failed.
They won and then fell into the abyss.
Some of them were loyal to Wang Gui in one of the reincarnations. They followed him through life and death and never left him.
However, in the next reincarnation, they became traitors for various reasons.
They turned around and pointed their swords at their former comrades. Their comrades from the previous reincarnation swung their swords without hesitation.
In the next reincarnation, they became loyal followers again.
Their struggles were like a joke.
Their blood, passionate actions, battles, resistance, hot blood, and sacrifices were all routes that the script had already determined.
âAhâŠâ One person after another squatted on the ground, crying and laughing.
FakeâŠ
The person was fakeâŠ
The world was also fake!
Some had collapsed, and some were in despair!
There were even those who intended to commit suicide.
Ling Pingâan only watched quietly and did not interfere.
To his surprise, as the main character, Wang Gui did not collapse, despair, or seek death.
He just laid on the ground, struggling and hesitating.
FinallyâŠ
He stood up and grabbed a Kunlun man who was about to commit suicide.
âAbu!â He grabbed his blade. âYou canât die!â
âDying wonât solve the problem!â
He kicked another person who was about to commit suicide. âLin Dalang, youâve been by my side for dozens of reincarnations. I remember that we were forced into a dead-end more than a dozen times, but we didnât give up hope!â
Then, he shouted, âEveryone, quiet!â
âHow could a mature man like us cry like this?â
It had to be said that the charisma and personality of the main character were really invincible!
Wang Gui shouted and immediately stunned the scene.
Everyone quieted down, including the slaves from Kunlun State.
It was as expected of the main character of the plot with the shadows of Song Jiang, Liu Bei, and Cao Cao!
Ling Pingâan looked at him and became curious. He asked, âWang Gui, you donât believe what I showed you?â
Wang Gui turned around and looked at Ling Pingâan. He cupped his fists and said, âWhat immortal showed me is naturally true! Even if I donât believe it, I have to believe it!â
âWhatâs more!â He took a deep breath and said, âAfter being enlightened by immortal, I have understood the wisdom of the common people and know the true origin!â
âIâm not Wang Gui!â He struggled, and then his expression became serious. âBut Iâm also Wang Gui!â
He raised his head and looked at the blue sky.
âTo be more precise⊠Iâm the stitching of many souls!â A strange expression appeared on his face.
âThose souls are probably the navy soldiers who fought the bandits from Land of Qin in this sea areaâŠâ
That was right!
He recalled some of his remaining memories.
In this sea area, countless tragic naval battles took place during the hundred-year war.
Breaking up, intercepting, battleships clashingâŠ
In the hundred-year war, thousand of the warships of the Great Xia Navy were sunk by the colonizer ships from the Land of Qin in the Brave Sea.
Tens of thousands of army soldiers spilled their blood on the islands of the
Brave Sea.
Countless people died in the sea to free the enslaved people and for the sake of their descendants.
This was why the Brave Sea was called the Ocean of Righteousness.
Wang Gu was nurtured from the countless souls that died here and he was the main character in the Realm of Nightmare.
Naturally, he had a heroic spirit though he was also a stitched monster.
âWang Guiâ was just an illusion.
An image that was stitched together by countless broken consciousnesses.
It was like a clay figurine made by a child.
Ling Pingâan listened quietly. He knew that what Wang Gui said was the truth because his eyes could see the other partyâs body.
It was a soul that was pieced together by countless different pieces.
A willpower that seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but was actually indestructible!
Ling Pingâan finally understood the reason he came to this Nightmare World.
It was the guidance of his own heart.
As a gentleman, he subconsciously sensed that there was someone here that he could learn from and communicate with.
âConfucius said, âIf three people walk together, there will always be a teacher for me!ââ he sighed. âThis is truly golden advice!â
After this person understood his existence, not only did he not collapse!
Instead, he became even stronger!
Ling Pingâan could see that the cracks in his soul were gradually melting and merging.
This meant that⊠he might become a real individual with his own consciousness and ideas.
He might no longer be a stitching monster.
He might become a real person.
This was too amazing!
It was too shocking!
It also made Ling Pingâan admire him!
Therefore, he asked, âWang Gui⊠why arenât you like the others? Shouldnât you be more afraid of this fact than these people?â
That was rightâŠ
The others only knew the truth of the first level. Since then, they had already collapsed and were even seeking death.
But Wang Gui knew the crueler truth that he wasnât even âfakeâ.
Everything he had was pieced together.
He wasnât even himself!
Those fake memories fabricated by the Realm of Nightmare didnât belong to him.
Ling Pingâan asked himself if he encountered such a thing, he would probably have to display his fine tradition â He would hide his head and pretend that this didnât happen.
As long as he didnât admit it, no one would be able to hurt him!
It was just like the strange things that he had noticed in the past.
He could always find a way to deny it.
He could always imagine something different until the truth was completely revealed, and he could no longer deny it.
HoweverâŠ
Even so, he had actually been shrinking, retreating, and denying it.
Wang Gui chuckled and said, âWhy should I scare? Why should I be afraid?â
âThere is no such thing in my memory!â
âThose people⊠Those heroes left me nothing to fearâŠâ
âMoreoverâŠâ he looked at Ling Pingâan and cupped his fists. âImmortal told me⊠that we won in the end!â
âOur sacrifices were not in vain!â
âEmperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong, and Emperor Gao Zong did not betray their promises to the world and us!â
âOur hometown, our homeland, and our descendants all enjoyed peace, prosperity, and stability because of usâŠâ
âIf thatâs the case⊠What regrets do we have? What is there to be afraid of?â
âConfucius said that we should be benevolent, and Mencius said that we should take justice!â
âWe are benevolent and able to take justice for the world, for the people, and die for benevolence and righteousness. It is a worthy death, and we can rest in peace!â
Ling Pingâan didnât quite understand because he was just a rice worm who wanted to earn a living and wait for death.
Even if this rice worm found out that he was actually a monster and could destroy the world at any time, he actually didnât have anything to worry about.
He was just going with the flow.
Therefore, although he was quite sentimental about Wang Guiâs generous words, it was only sentimental.
In the end, he couldnât empathize with Wang Guiâs feelings, and it was even harder to understand.
He didnât understand what caused Wang Gui to undergo such a change.
A weirdo that had been stitched together actually began to fuse into one!
Especially after Wang Gui finished saying these words, Ling Pingâan discovered that the cracks in his body had almost disappeared.
This meant that he had further stabilized his existence through these words.
He was him.
He was no longer a stitching monster.
âA heroic figure would exhibit his own spirit?â Ling Pingâan thought.
The books he had read told him that there was nothing impossible for heroes.
As the saying goes, they could create any miracle when heaven and earth worked together for them from time to time!
HoweverâŠ
This miracle was of no help to Ling Pingâan.
After all, it was impossible for him to be a hero.
If he was a monster, with a few tricks, Ling Pingâan felt that he wouldnât fight back.
He would probably surrender faster than Fran!
Fortunately, his part as a monster was very gentle to his humanity.
Or it could be said that he was full of malice!
It was like a child catching a tadpole and putting it in a bottle. He was very curious to see the tadpole grew four legs.
Subjectively, the child had no malice toward the tadpole in the bottle.
But in reality, he was full of malice!
âBrother WangâŠâ Ling Pingâan used honorifics, which meant that he recognized Wang Gui. He recognized that Wang Gui could communicate with him in terms of personality and even as his role model.
He thought for a moment and asked, âMay I ask, Brother Wang, do you think youâre Wang Gui now or the people who died in this sea?â
This was very important!
Who was he?
This was also the question Ling Pingâan had to face.
After all, he couldnât guarantee that as a monster, he would have enough patience.
Monsters werenât things that humans could understand.
Even he couldnât understand!
Ling Pingâan knew very well that if his humanity was obliteratedâŠ
Then he would be a complete monster.
He would treat the common people like grass, and treat the world like a dog.
If he was happy, he would destroy a world for fun.
If he was unhappy, he would destroy a world to resolve his worries.
He might even be like those naughty children in the park, smashing a star just to pour the flames of the star into a fragile world and turn it into a toy, a toy that he made and threw away for fun.
This is what he, as a monster, would most likely do!
Moreover, when he did these things, he might not even have any malice.
He just simply thought it was fun or simply wanted to have fun.
What did it have to do with you to destroy you?
What crime did it have to do with him to destroy you?
This was his monster face.
A cold-blooded, chaotic, aimless monster.
This was also something he used to do.
He would turn around unconsciously in his sleep, or when he woke up, he would beat the eternal drum excitedly under the drumbeat of the band.
It would cause a terrible disaster!
Wang Gui blinked and said, âOf course Iâm Wang Gui!â
âWhy?â Ling Pingâan didnât quite understand.
âBecause I think Iâm Wang Gui!â Wang Gui laughed.
âI agree with everything Iâve done in the countless reincarnations in the past!â
âI donât regret any of the choices Iâve made!â
âEven though Iâve made mistakes in the reincarnations and caused the comrades around me to die because of me!â
âEven though I was caught by my enemies and cut into pieces!â
âEven though I made a wrong choice and caused countless innocent people to be implicated, and the corpses of the dead floated in the ocean!â
âBut I donât regret it!â
âEven if I have to do it again, I will do it again!â
âThatâs why I agree with my choice!â
âEven if Iâm smashed to pieces⊠even if Iâm reduced to ashesâŠâ
âOf course!â Wang Gui looked at Ling Pingâan, the immortal in his eyes, and bowed. âI have to thank immortal for enlightening and informing me!â
âBecause immortal let me know⊠that what I did was right!â
âAnd because immortal told me that the sacrifices of me and my comrades were not worthless!â
âWe are dead!â
âBut our children and grandchildren are still alive!â
âWe are dead, and our children and grandchildren are us!â
âNow, although I know that I was pieced together by many peopleâŠâ
âBut what does that have to do with anything?â
âWe all agree with each otherâs choices!â
âAnd we all understand our actions!â
âIn that caseâŠâ
âThen is it important to struggle over whether or not I am Wang Gui now?â
Ling Pingâanâs eyes shone as he listened.
He seemed to have grasped the main point!
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