"Uh, probably not."
Yin Zhu thought for a moment, then bluntly poured cold water on the idea: "It's just a matter of dying sooner or later. By then, your whole family might become infected, and we'll be the enemy."
"Your words of comfort are truly unique, thank you."
The worm lowered its head and chuckled.
...Actually, I wasn't trying to comfort you; I was just telling the truth.
Yin Zhu really wanted to directly expose his misunderstanding, but considering the worm's low spirits, she decided to leave him with a glimmer of hope. After all, comparing misery is indeed a kind of comfort that works most of the time.
It's just that not everyone is comforted by the thought that "others are worse off than themselves."
Fortunately, worms are the majority.
"To be honest, at first I thought serving the gods was the kind of thing that could lead to upward social mobility." Yin Zhu also shared his thoughts. "After learning more, I realized that I was overthinking it. The class stratification in Vena City is much more severe than on Earth."
It was because the name "Unspeakable" was translated too much like military service on Earth that Yin Zhu subconsciously associated it with the situation in China.
But thinking about it later, military service in China is a special case.
China is a populous country. If all eligible young people were required to perform mandatory military service, the army would likely number in the hundreds of millions, and roll call alone could take from morning till night.
Therefore, the requirements for military service in China are strict. Not only are there standards for height, weight, and health, but those with bad behavior or tattoos are not allowed to enlist. However, because there are generous subsidies during military service, many people rack their brains to grab a spot in the military.
Many countries on Earth, lacking such a large population, require almost everyone to serve in the military, making the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.
The service of the gods in the city of Vena falls somewhere in between these two situations.
In the city of Vina, only B-level citizens have this opportunity, and serving the gods can also bring benefits to one's family, similar to the emperor and ministers in feudal society. Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger, except there are quite a few tigers.
"Yes, unless you are truly fortunate enough to awaken your Dharma form, you can only be a B-level citizen for the rest of your life."
The worm sighed.
It seems that only Class A citizens have a chance of awakening that kind of thing. Although he hates the theory of bloodline, he has no way to break through this limitation.
On the only planet, the Chosen One is an exception.
However, compared to that painful period, the people of the One Star would rather not have a Chosen One and continue to be the gods' pigs and dogs than relive the despair of being surrounded by the forbidden zone and watching people die on live streams without being able to change anything.
"Actually, some Class A citizens are just like us; they also work for the gods."
The worm refers to the prince's family.
Even among Class A citizens, some are revered and admired by thousands, while others are humbled and forced to work.
"Perhaps what's worth celebrating for these people is that there are countless levels below A, so there will always be people who give them a sense of superiority," Yin Zhu said sarcastically. "If being an A-level citizen is so bad, why don't they just become a lower-level citizen sooner?"
In comparison, someone like the prince who cares so much about an E-level citizen is probably a minority.
From another perspective, it may be precisely because the prince regarded Nazar as an equal that he had such a stable self-perception, while the reason why other gods were infected with Cyber Disease may be related to their arrogance.
Even proud gods can be injured and need the flesh and blood of their servants to heal themselves. Over time, they may start to think that they are not so noble after all, and their cognition may collapse and become corrupted.
Of course, Yin Zhu was just guessing.
She's not a professional doctor.
Yawning, Yin Zhu patted the worm on the shoulder: "Don't think too much. Time can't be stopped for you, so there's no point in dwelling on everything that's happened. If you can't learn anything from it, then don't think about it. Besides causing internal friction, it won't do you any good for your future."
It seems that yawning is contagious. After Yin Zhu finished yawning, the worm also yawned: "Yawn, I am indeed a little sleepy. You should get some rest too."
He then solemnly thanked Yin Zhu, saying, "I'm so sorry to have kept you up tonight."
"No, no, I did it voluntarily."
Yin Zhu voluntarily stayed up late to listen to gossip, knowing full well that she couldn't blame anyone else.
After using the toilet, Yin Zhu returned to her room and lifted the blanket... Wait a minute, didn't she put the blanket back on when she went to the toilet?
Upon closer inspection, a dark figure was huddled on the bed, trembling.
Did I go to the wrong room?
Yin Zhu's first thought was this, and she quickly covered the other person with the blanket again. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard the girl's voice behind her: "Oops, sorry, did I go to the wrong room?"
Nazar, wearing a pink nightgown with a lotus pattern, was sitting on the bed, rubbing her eyes, looking a little tired.
Yin Zhu recalled that she had indeed left the door open when she went out, and then talked with the worm for a while. If Naza had also gotten up to go to the toilet during that time, it was indeed possible that she had entered the wrong door.
"I think so?" The more Yin Zhu looked, the more convinced she felt that this was her room.
"Excuse me." Nazar felt a little embarrassed and walked out the door in a daze, closing the door behind him as he left.
The moment the door closed, Yin Zhu felt as if she had seen something.
"Is it just my imagination?"
Because it was only for a moment, and it was the middle of the night and she wasn't fully awake, Yin Zhu didn't think much of it and went straight back to bed to sleep. The blanket that someone had just slept in was still quite warm.
This time, the dream was completely dark.
Suddenly a wind blew up, seemingly dispelling the dark fog and finally revealing a lotus pond bathed in moonlight.
Under the bright moonlight, a girl danced on a lotus leaf, her pink skirt blooming with each twirl, like a blossoming lotus flower. But the lotus pond was not calm; the wind grew stronger, even whipping up white waves that swallowed the girl.
Finally, the girl was held in the palm of a huge golden phantom and resurfaced.
Yin Zhu woke up.
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