No one felt anger or fear, sadness or despair... In the long struggle against calamity, amidst life and death, people whose spirits had become numb cared nothing for the predetermined outcome.
Even for them, the fact that everyone was dead was undoubtedly not bad news. But... but... but... the other piece of news was that Yinla could survive and escape with everyone's souls, which was incredibly good news.
The determining factor is not the latter, but the former.
"Yes, Yinla, don't be angry."
Vera smiled ingratiatingly, rubbing her backside with her hands like a fly rubbing its hands together, and said, "Everyone loves you! I knew that all along, and I wanted you to see the world's true intentions! I wanted you to get over your anxiety sooner!"
As she spoke, Vera displayed a rare eloquence, looking earnestly into Illa's eyes, and said, "Every dead person, every dying person, shouldn't have felt no fear, right? Because..."
"Everything about them, their souls, their will, will not be like duckweed in the wind, but will have a destined destination. All of them can be passed on... And you, Yinla, are the extension of everyone's life!"
That's very well said.
Even if Yinla knew that [Vera was making things up on the spot], she would find it difficult to find an excuse to refute it.
"..."
"well……"
Helpless, Yinla could only sigh and nod, acknowledging that Vera was indeed telling the truth. Then, as if remembering something, he looked at Satan Ye and said, "Satan Ye..."
"Um?"
"..."
Yinla: "There are some things I need to talk to you about alone."
Vera: "Huh?"
Satan Leaf: "Eh? Hmm... okay."
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