If she encounters different people, then those different people are the problem—she won't change her lifelong beliefs. Who deserves to die, and who deserves to live.
She learned to judge people's worth at a very young age.
But everyone in the tribe would make that judgment.
The mugwort said, "I am not special."
Even in the small world, she wasn't the only one. Perhaps at the very beginning, her thoughts and actions seemed somewhat out of place—but later, more and more people stood with her.
Whether it's a female robot, the Pope, the Crown Princess and the Eldest Princess, or Yang Lingyao and Lei Nvfeng...
They all stood with the mugwort.
If mugwort is considered "special," then all of them should also be considered "special."
But what makes something "special" is precisely its scarcity.
Artemisia has companions, so she is not "special".
Xia Moli said, "You were supposed to be special."
There was no hint of disappointment or frustration in her tone, only a calm recounting of their shared experience.
Ai Cao smiled and said, "But I don't want to be the only one."
Xia Moli's star flew a little higher.
She said, "Now we've replaced the system. Qingyun and I hacked into the system's central platform and changed many of your subsequent quick transmigration missions to be in the 'completed' state."
"You no longer need to collect luck. You can return to your world and change its future."
The mugwort asked, "And you?"
The stars and the spindles fell silent. In the utter stillness, they slowly spoke:
"We will be here... waiting for the answer to one question."
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