"Ah, there's someone else here."
The Cheshire Cat pretended to be surprised—
"Sorry, sorry, you're too small, I accidentally overlooked you..."
"My height is indeed a little shorter than yours, but I'm also about 15cm taller than the average height, okay? Don't compare me with your freakish height! It's totally unfair. Don't you realize that?"
"No, I'm sorry, I have no idea about average height. In fact, by comparison, I think I'm actually quite short... My parents are both taller than me, and Miss Chu Moyin, who is younger than me, is only 2cm taller than me. So it's normal for me to have a wrong idea of the so-called average. But why is it my concept of the average that's wrong, and not yours?"
“…”
Ying Meng pouted, looking troubled. "Can't you just go out and take a look yourself? If you randomly pick a girl, the probability of her being taller than you is... a large percentage are taller or of the same height, while only a tiny fraction are shorter. That's the average, right? But in reality, if you randomly pick 100 people on the street, there might not be more than three girls taller than you. Even if you count the boys, there might not be more than ten..."
"But, the street you're talking about is probably the most prosperous area in the empire, right? Even though your club is a bit out of the way here, it still attracts quite a few people—and their living conditions are pretty good. Even the so-called out of the way area only refers to the more remote areas of the empire's central area. Judging from the scaled-down map, this is still the central area—wouldn't it be a bit distorted for those who have never set foot outside the central area of the imperial capital? At least in your opinion, everyone can afford afternoon tea, right?"
"Huh? Isn't it?" Chu Shangli asked in surprise -
Ying Meng and the Cheshire Cat both looked at her as if she were a rare animal—
"You're truly worthy of being called the Young Lady," the Cheshire Cat chuckled. "Your concept of money is flawed indeed. Listen carefully, Young Lady, even if you've never left the Empire, you should know that you live in the heart of the Empire. Those who live here are either the elite, the so-called upper class, or those with ample funds. They are either descendants of those people or servants who have worked for them for generations. However, a country can't be entirely populated by the wealthy and the elite, right?"
"..." Chu Shangli's heart was slightly shaken: "But, you are talking about the situation when it still existed in other countries, right? The classes were stratified and resources were unequal - after the unification of the empire, such a big difference basically does not exist... Although not everyone can be an elite, basically everyone can receive a good education, and there is no poverty to eat enough - it is basically a very ideal country..."
"Ah——" The Cheshire Cat's eyes flickered——
Ying Meng looked at her with an expression that was hard to describe——
What exactly is that expression?
Sympathy? Helplessness? Or a look of pity...?
It's very strange, why does Ying Meng look at me like a pitiful creature?
Many, many years ago - or many, many years later, I have witnessed this kind of look countless times -
"Even if my cognition is flawed—at least I'm very aware of it... Miss, you—"
Ying Meng shook her head and sighed, which reminded her of the spiral of the abyss.
People always remember things that are good for them and forget things that are bad for them.
In fact, she thought she came to this world with experience points, but every inch of the leaf would make her recall that she had actually forgotten many fragmented memories -
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