Feng Biluo's expression became complicated. She herself didn't know how to explain it. At many times, Feng Biluo had complicated feelings towards the man in front of her.
In the original story, Ji Huangquan was a scumbag. However, Feng Biluo thought back to the original story and realized that was not the Ji Huangquan of this story. When Feng Biluo looked at Feng Biluo, she asked, "Biluo, are you feeling unwell?"
“I don’t,” Feng Biluo shook her head and said, “Ji Huangquan, I have something I want to tell you.” Feng Biluo looked at Ji Huangquan and said, “I want to tell you that we are both transmigrators. You said I am still your wife, but I am not… I have forgotten you.”
“Memory is the foundation. A person’s memories determine who they really are. If those memories are gone, even if you are the same soul in this life and the next, you are not the same person. You should understand that,” Feng Biluo said as she looked at Ji Huangquan.
When Ji Huangquan heard this, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything. In that instant, Ji Huangquan understood that memory was the foundation, and no matter what the situation, there was always something he needed to tell himself.
Without those memories, a person is no longer that person. So Ji Huangquan was thinking that even if he met Feng Biluo in the next reincarnation, he might have some feelings for her, but he might not stay for her. Ji Huangquan understood this.
“But you… I understand. I won’t have any feelings for you in the future, Biluo, don’t worry.” Ji Huangquan looked at Feng Biluo’s expression and knew exactly what she was thinking, so he immediately nodded.
Ji Huangquan understood that there were some things he couldn't force, so he wouldn't force them. Hearing this, Feng Biluo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ji Huangquan. When she looked at Ji Huangquan, Feng Biluo's expression became somewhat complicated. Feng Biluo understood one thing many times.
She wasn't the Feng Biluo he liked, and now, because of the system, Feng Biluo had no mind to think about anything else. Feng Biluo wanted to find the system, but she knew that in her current situation, she had no way to find him.
When Feng Biluo looked at Ji Huangquan, she said, "Also, I need to trouble you with my system's matter. I know this is a bit much for you, but I don't know what to do."
When Feng Biluo looked at Ji Huangquan, her expression became helpless. Feng Biluo herself didn't know what to do. She only understood that there were some things that needed the other party's help to solve.
When Ji Huangquan heard this, he looked at Feng Biluo and said, "Yes, I will, don't worry."
Ji Huangquan felt a pang of sadness. It was raining outside, but the rain kept pounding on his heart, making him feel a chill.
Feng Biluo also looked at the rain outside, but her perspective differed from Ji Huangquan's. Feng Biluo wondered if the dam could hold up in this heavy rain.
Knowing that she was the original owner of this body, Feng Biluo felt an even stronger sense of belonging to the world. "When will the dam inspection come?" Feng Biluo asked.
"I don't know, they haven't come over today yet. It should be in two days. I hope it's not too late." If a problem is detected, it will be fixed. Feng Biluo nodded and looked outside.
"I hope it will clear up tomorrow." If it does, everything will be resolved. Ji Huangquan nodded and looked outside.
What Feng Biluo told Ji Huangquan next was about the system and the female protagonist in this world. At this time, Ji Huangquan explained some things to Feng Biluo, such as that each world can actually have several books.
That is to say, "You mean, this is the excellence of every world?" Feng Biluo seemed somewhat surprised, and Ji Huangquan nodded.
"Yes, this is the game of every world. In any world, a few people will be selected through a roulette wheel and given a chance to reincarnate. Then, the story of that person will be written into a book. As for us transmigrators, we can only stay in one world at a time."
The same person cannot appear in the same time period at the same time, and those lucky ones who have returned now are the so-called protagonists. "Of course, this world also has its harsh aspects, so who will give the transmigrators the challenge missions..."
Looking at Feng Biluo, he said, "Are all those people really that wicked?" Feng Biluo couldn't help but retort, "Are all those people really that bad?"
"The world is inherently cruel. To them, everything in the world is just a part of this world. To maintain the operation of this world, they naturally need their own enjoyment. And we transmigrators are, at most, sometimes just a part of this game." Everyone is a part of these world games.
Upon hearing this, Feng Biluo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Thinking about the fate of her family members in her previous life, Feng Biluo felt like vomiting. The world is truly cruel.
Feng Biluo couldn't help but complain. The world was truly awful, and many times it made people feel nauseous. Her family's ordeal was just a play in someone else's play. Feng Biluo felt so uncomfortable that she was about to explode.
No wonder such a wicked person could become the female protagonist, and she seemed to have a cheat code, making her way smoothly through everything. "Um... why would other people see this book?"
"The stories of each world will be written into books by certain people. Of course, the general content of the stories is similar, with only minor modifications, but not significant ones. This is called world projection subconsciousness." People who influence other people's worlds give them subconsciousness, allowing them to write it down.
"As for the transmigrators and outsiders who intrude into each world, it's just a hobby. In one world, there are just a bunch of reborn people." In that world, the only one who wasn't reborn was tricked by those people to the point of vomiting blood, so he ended up helping them to make a comeback.
As for such matters, the world would be happy to watch. No world would interfere with the battles between those below, because no matter how these people fight, they cannot surpass them, so why worry?
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