In the past, Xu Que seemed to feel that betraying and being betrayed had become the norm in his life. Of course, most of the time he was the one betraying others, and few others dared to betray him, except for those who were not afraid of death.

When he was in power, he was capable of all sorts of evil deeds, doing countless bad things and whatever he wanted to do.

It is to be expected that he will be scorned by the world in this post-apocalyptic world, having lost power due to unavoidable circumstances.

Several primitive, high-dimensional creatures launched a barrage of stones and clods of earth at Xu Que, Ha Gang, and Ping Yao, who were resting and enjoying the scenery below the slope.

Xu Que was beaten and fled in disarray. Clear marks of being attacked with clods of earth or stones were visible in his eye sockets, near his forehead, and around his nose.

Amidst the chaotic flying sand and stones, Xu Que hurriedly fled to a relatively safe spot, stamping his feet and complaining, "I did a lot of things that I didn't want to do before, but I'm not the same person I used to be! Why won't they even give me a chance to make amends? It's really unfair to me! Besides, ever since our family base was destroyed, ever since my family and I were separated by death, I haven't done anything too outrageous or hateful! This is so unfair... I get beaten up wherever I go! Even these primitive high-dimensional creatures' kids throw bricks and clods of dirt at me... They just know how to bully me!"

Ha Gang and Ping Yao patted Xu Que on the shoulder from behind, comforting him: "Don't be sad or discouraged! They're just a bunch of ignorant, primitive, high-dimensional beings! They're just playing with you! Maybe they're doing this because they like you? Have you forgotten? Whether it's a child of Earthlings, a child of primitive high-dimensional beings, or even an animal cub, they're all quite mischievous and playful when they're young, with lively personalities and full of curiosity about everything! It's the same with you. Maybe they attacked you out of curiosity! They don't have any prejudice against you!"

"Hmm, that sounds really comforting! Although it's meant to comfort me, I'm really touched! Actually, when I calm down and think about it, all the suffering I've endured today is the result of everything I accumulated yesterday! Yesterday, I was definitely someone who deserved to die! But I'm lucky to have survived, so I should feel joy and relief at suffering this insignificant little hardship today, and I shouldn't be looking so gloomy in front of you!" Xu Que said, then turned his head with a smile and looked affectionately at Ha Gang and Ping Yao behind him.

Ha Gang and Ping Yao felt extremely guilty after hearing Xu Que's words. Just as they were about to speak, Xu Que interrupted them with his eloquent and passionate words: "I'm sorry! I let you down! I always looked down on you! I always thought you were just a parasite living on my body, that you were putting on an act for me, trying to win people over, brainwashing me, all to make it easier and more convenient to use my body! I thought that when you transformed into a butterfly, you would abandon this useless body without looking back or blinking an eye, but you didn't do that! I realized that you cherish me more than you cherish yourself! Thank you so much! I was overthinking things, I misunderstood you! I wronged you, I imagined you to be a villain."

At this moment, Ha Gang and Ping Yao were at a loss for words, seemingly moved by Xu Que's emotional confession, their eyes slightly reddened with tears.

Just as Xu Que, Ha Gang, and Ping Yao were immersed in boundless emotion, a group of farmers who were working in the area started throwing tiles and stones at them.

This time, Xu Que seemed to have a change of heart. He didn't throw himself at the other person or cover his head, leaving his entire body exposed to the farmers' view.

The goal was to let the farmers hit them as many times as they wanted, so that they wouldn't be hit with stones like that again the next time they encountered them.

Xu Que felt that this was something he should bear. After all, when he was powerful and influential, he had bullied others and innocent people ten times worse than this. This was fair.

"Huh? This pest isn't running away? Does that mean he's using a different, non-resisting method to mock our poor throwing skills? This is too much of a bullying! Brothers, sisters, uncles, today I'll show Xu Que what true rural tile and brick throwing is all about!" A balding old man put down the firewood, carrying pole, and rope he was carrying on his shoulder, broke off a large clod of earth from the wall, held it in his hand, closed one eye, waved it in front of his eyes to get a better look, and then threw it forcefully towards Xu Que's head. With a "bang," a cloud of dust rose from above Xu Que's head.

"Wow! Uncle's aim is amazing!" Everyone started throwing clods of dirt, bricks, and tiles at Xu Que, who was sitting motionless, as if meditating or sitting in meditation.

"Yay! I hit him! I hit him! I hit that jerk!" A seven or eight-year-old boy jumped up and shouted excitedly.

Ha Gang and Pingyao, after holding out with Xu Que for a while, couldn't take it anymore and whispered behind Xu Que, "Why don't we get up and run? I'm afraid your body won't be able to take it! They've beaten your head until it's bleeding! If this continues, I'm afraid someone will die! Let's go?"

Xu Que gritted his teeth, and when he couldn't bear the pain any longer, he groaned a few times, then sat up and endured it again!

"At this moment, I can't leave. I must use my patience to move them! It's also a way of atoning for my sins!"

The clods of earth and tiles continued to pound relentlessly, leaving Xu Que's head covered in a bloody welt. Ha Gang and Ping Yao, seeing Xu Que nearly rolling his eyes back, quickly covered his head with their hands and their own, crying and shouting in perfect Mandarin, "Are you really so heartless? Are you really going to beat him to death before you stop? He has made so many mistakes in the past, but he's now reforming! He's repenting… You're too cruel, too cruel!"

"Let's go! We're off to work! Humph, pests..." The balding old man leading the group hoisted the carrying pole that was leaning against the wall onto his shoulder, grabbed the rope, and hummed a little tune as he walked away.

Xu Que was covered in blood from the recent "airdrops," and his consciousness fluctuated between clarity and blurring.

"How are you feeling? Does your head still hurt? Are you worried about getting a concussion?" Ha Gang and Ping Yao asked Xu Que with great anxiety and concern.

Xu Que wrinkled his nose: "Don't worry, it's nothing, just some superficial injuries! I feel much better now! At least my heart isn't so tired anymore! At least I don't feel so guilty or ashamed anymore! From now on, I'll come here to meditate every day! I'll be their target for throwing clods of dirt, let them throw clods at me!"

Ha Gang and Ping Yao stared at Xu Que in disbelief, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating. Xu Que seemed to understand what Ha Gang and Ping Yao meant; it seemed they had long ago developed a kind of telepathic connection.