He heard a laughter like a silver bell. In the daylight outside the alley, children in cotton-padded jackets were chasing each other. Beautiful fireworks flew into the sky, exploding with a gorgeous light.
He looked away.
Hui Shuhang held his hand, and warmth gradually came in, dispelling the physical and mental coldness bit by bit.
"Are you okay?" she asked softly.
Su Mingan let go of her hand.
"Hui Shuhang." He suddenly asked, "Have you been in the Zhengjun army for as long as you can remember?"
"Yes." Hui Shuhang said, "Since I was born, I have been tasked with protecting the righteous army."
"Then what do you think--" Su Ming'an turned his head: "Is the world we are in now real?"
He knew that this copy was divided into many copies. The one he was in now was just one of them, a copy.
Everything he sees, hears, and learns should be fictional, a virtual world built by a copy that exists only to allow him to pass the level.
But now, he might have some hesitation... What is real and what is fiction?
Hui Shuhang would not think that her world was fictional, because in her memory, she had always lived here and had all the memories about this world.
He would also think that life on Zhai Xing would not be fictitious just because of the [impression] in his mind.
With such a firm belief, he looks no different from Hui Shuhang.
He didn't wait for Hui Shuhang's answer and said softly:
"Hui Shuhang, humans are really very easily deceived."
He felt his grip tighten.
"If you're worried about this, you don't have to." She said, "We are born with emotions and desires, and we have five senses. We can perceive and judge everything with our own minds... Even if what we see is fictional, you can firmly believe that you who think this way are absolutely real. You have a [future]."
…The future again.
Su Mingan's ears were almost callused from listening to her.
He felt that there was always a thin film between his conversations with Hui Shuhang, like looking at flowers in the fog, and their words were always out of sync.
He moved his steps and left the alley to listen to the laughter outside. He finally made up his mind. After walking for a while, he pointed to a clothing store and said, "Come with me to take a look."
"Okay." Hui Shuhang followed his opinion on everything and walked over with him.
As he was walking on the road and preparing to step into the store, he suddenly felt the energy of Hui Shuhang beside him surge violently, and then he heard an exceptionally sharp voice:
"Puppet soldiers—die!!!"
“Bang!”
The ground shook again, and the people who were originally bustling around suddenly stopped talking.
The surroundings are quiet.
Su Mingan turned around and saw a skinny child who was pressed to the ground by Hui Shuhang's energy. A pool of bright red blood had seeped onto the ground. In the child's hand, he was tightly holding a broken dagger.
It depends on the quality of this dagger. It is not certain whether it can kill a person.
The child was pressed to the ground, and he seemed to want to stand up. His struggle was very violent, but it only resulted in a gradually spreading bloodstain.
Hui Shuhang wanted to kill him directly, but Su Mingan raised his hand to stop her.
"——You took away my father and my brother, leaving only my mother and me. My mother spent all day washing clothes, but the money she earned was not enough to fill her stomach... Later, the puppet army came again and took away my mother too. Are you satisfied now? Uncle Tom, Aunt Jie Lin... There is no one left in our entire village!"
The child's clothes looked very shabby, as if he was begging in the city. His expression was crazy and full of fear, as if a surge of blood suddenly rushed to him, but he was cowering in the face of death.
When he saw that Su Mingan didn't let anyone kill him, he immediately blurted out all the words.
"——You levy taxes recklessly and take people away when there's a war. We have nowhere to go and can barely survive, but you act like you're living a comfortable life..." The child gritted his teeth and said, "Now you're pretending to be a good person, but that's just hypocrisy! What? Everyone is watching you, so you don't dare to kill me directly anymore?"
Su Ming'an looked around and saw that the vendors who were hawking their wares and the passers-by who were watching the fun now lowered their heads under his gaze, fearing that they would get into trouble.
Even when the child was crying so hard, no one said anything.
"What a disgusting rat." Hui Shuhang said, and the energy in his body surged more obviously. The child was suppressed by the surging momentum. His face turned red and he couldn't say the next word.
Su Mingan knew this situation. The magic in the other world looked beautiful and could satisfy people's fantasies about powerful strength. But when this situation really existed, the huge power gap would pull the class apart infinitely.
The class system is rigidified, and those in a higher position can easily kill those below them. Due to the huge power gap, those below them cannot even resist.
If they cannot awaken an ability that can help them turn their lives around, they will probably live in fear and submissiveness for the rest of their lives.
So... Su Mingan finally understood how important Qin Wang's experimental results were.
But His Majesty the Holy Emperor was still eager to get rid of him.
Perhaps, His Majesty did not want such results to spread across the continent and shake his rule. The experimental results would only be firmly held in his hands, making it easier for him to expand his territory, develop new forces, and build a new [Golden Age].
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