[Life is a lousy game, 95% of people are just NPCs on the side of the road. ]
[He advised Oppa: "Then paint on the treetops like me." Oppa shook his head and said that this was a waste of life.]
[He asked Oppa: "So you are taking advantage of life like this?"
[Opa was at a loss, and said, "No, but I don't know what to do. It seems that this is the only way left for me. If I take a break, there will be no place for me in the blacksmith shop. My life will be more miserable than it is now, and I won't even be able to get married. If I don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it."]
【Pain, and more pain.】
[Most people in the village seem to be wavering between these two emotions.]
[He vaguely felt that this was not right, that the food chain should not exist, and that the differences between races were too great. But he didn't know how to change it.]
[He asked the adults, and they all said, "Children just need to practice hard and become warriors in the future. Don't worry about other things. Only obedient children get candy."]
…
"It would be great if the food chain could disappear." Little Sique stared at the food chain on the manuscript paper and put it down.
He tilted his head and strummed the lyre beside him.
Although Xiao Sique couldn't see Su Mingan, Su Mingan sat next to Xiao Sique, separated by a thin barrier, against his long purple hair.
"Okay, let's not talk about philosophy anymore. I wrote a poem, but no one in the village wants to listen... I'll play it here." Little Sique began to fiddle with his fingers.
The child, who is in his early teens, has thin fingers but plays the piano very fluently.
Su Mingan heard freedom, wheat ears, windmills and the sea in the music.
They sat quietly, the music flowing like a stream. In the music, the voice of the little magpie was also like a stream:
"These past few days, I have conceived a fairy tale...about you."
Su Mingan was startled and looked sideways, but little Si Que's gaze was still fixed on empty space.
...Is Xiao Si Que talking to him? But Xiao Si Que clearly can't see him.
"It's a story about a bride and groom." Little Si Que said to himself:
"The story takes place in a floating city where people live in a numb state."
"People regard studying, working, getting married and having children as a necessary part of life. So I wonder, what will happen to them if I take away the last part?"
“So, in my conception, the virus entered the floating city, and people lost the ability to reproduce.”
"So, in order to survive, people built the inner city and the outer city, and ordered the people in the outer city to offer their children as sacrifices."
"Next, I'm thinking about..."
At this point, Xiao Si Que suddenly raised his head, as if he heard something.
But what Su Mingan saw was still a blank, nothing but white.
"Uncle Raman from the village called me. I guess he's trying to persuade me to train again... Really, no matter how many years a magpie trains, he can't beat a seven or eight year old tiger man. It's better for them to play to their respective races' strengths. He just doesn't understand."
"I'll come back next time."
Little Si Que stood up and his figure quickly disappeared.
Su Mingan was the only one left in the blank space.
Su Mingan picked up the feather pen, and the moment he picked up the pen, he saw several lines of text appear in the air.
…
[Uncle Raman in the village called little Si Que away. They wanted to educate this child who refused to be trained.]
【Five days later, Little Si Que will come back again. 】
…
Su Mingan picked up the feather pen and tentatively wrote on the back——
…
【Five days later.】
…
Su Mingan only wrote these three words.
Then, I felt the time passing by... Little Si Que came again. He had changed his clothes, and five days must have passed.
"Good morning, I'm here again. Let's continue talking about the story from last time." Si Que sat down, with a lot more manuscript paper in his bag.
"I have a new idea... I want to add the element of 'competition' to the story." When the story was mentioned, Xiao Si Que's eyes seemed to light up, and people could feel his enthusiasm and love, as if he was floating in endless aura:
"I want to add the two identities of 'groom' and 'bride'."
"There was a group of travelers from outside the Floating City of White Sun who accidentally stepped into this city. They were able to reproduce, which surprised the people of the floating city."
"Some of these travelers have acquired the status of 'groom', and some have acquired the status of 'bride'."
"After the 'groom' is recognized by the 'bride', he will be pushed to the throne by people who are eager for offspring. The task of the 'bride' is to kill the 'groom'. They are unwilling to become a reproduction machine and be controlled endlessly."
"As for how to logically incorporate this setting, I'm still thinking..."
After that, Xiao Si Que always came over to share his new ideas and describe the follow-up of the story.
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Act III: "Nobody's Poem"
【He began to try his hand at creation.】
[Creation brings happiness. On the hillside, by the deserted woods, he is always writing stories.]
[The villagers urged him to train again and again, but when he refused, they denounced him as worthless, treating him as a bad example of a disobedient child, and told other children not to play with him.]
【"What is he trying to do? Write a story? Oh my god, what can he write? Only the young masters in the city have the leisure to write stories. Art is the hobby of the rich. Does he think anyone will read it?" A slightly sarcastic voice sounded, but it soon disappeared. The villagers would not blame a child. He just "took the wrong path." As long as he realized that what he wrote was bullshit, he would soon start training, forging swords, running for warriors, working hard, getting married and having children like his well-behaved peers, and move towards a bright and glorious future. 】
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