"Which is more important, youth or health?"
"Some chose youth, some chose health. Soon after, they were safely transported to the island by sea turtles. After being rescued, these people settled down on the island. But they soon realized something was wrong."
"Those who choose health will gradually recover from their illnesses, but their bodies will gradually age, becoming weak and fatigued. Those who choose youth will gradually return to their youthful appearance, but their bodies will often fall ill, and they will spend almost half of the year in bed."
"It doesn't sound very good." Lan Lier complained about such legends.
"Actually, this choice may not be that bad." Ling Xin added.
“Those who choose youth are mostly elderly, and those who choose health are mostly sick.”
"So the healthy old people began to take care of the sickly young people. When the young people recovered from their illnesses, they went out to work. In this way, they cooperated with each other and gradually survived."
"Since then, the descendants of these people have gradually multiplied and expanded. Although they no longer have the same miraculous experiences as the first generation, such legends have been passed down among people."
“Young bodies are covered in scars because they constantly face challenges and crises.
Their old bodies are healthy and free, but they are unable to travel far even if they want to."
"This kind of story has the flavor of a fable." Lan Lier thought thoughtfully.
"There seem to be several angles of explanation."
"For example, we should try our best to explore new things while we are young, so as to avoid regrets later in life. Or, we should be more understanding of the difficulties and dangers faced by young people, as their lives are not as stable as theirs."
"You could also say that there's no perfect person in the world, and everyone needs to collaborate with each other to achieve success."
"I'm surprised that Lanli can think of so much." Ling Xin closed the book and looked at her friend beside her with a smile.
"You were just making fun of me, weren't you? You can do anything, and you're still surprised? That means I'm usually stupid. How is that possible? The first requirement for being a mage is a smart mind. Humph. I'm just too lazy to think about things that don't interest me."
By the campfire, the two chatted and played for a while, and only late at night did they go into the conical thatched hut built not far from the campfire to rest.
The night sky over the sea is exceptionally clear, and the Milky Way in the sky is exceptionally clear and majestic. The misty nebulae and twinkling lights embellish this night with the waves crashing against it.
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