【Seven times I have despised my own soul.】
【The third time, from my students. 】
[He asked me: Teacher, how do you distinguish between a savior and personal heroism? ]
[I answered him, if you can stop the war with the soul of one person on the sword, it is personal heroism. If you can stop the war without being limited to the soul of one person on the sword, you are the savior.]
[He said, isn't the latter easier? ]
[I said, that's not the case. Personal heroism is like a stone that a bird holds in its mouth when filling the sea, falling into the waves and drawing a short trajectory. The value of this trajectory does not lie in changing the depth of the sea, but in the ripples it stirs up when it falls - those ordinary souls illuminated by the light of heroism begin to awaken, and they are the saviors.]
[If there is no one in this world who upholds heroism, there will be no savior. ]
[He thought for a moment and said, Teacher, being a savior sounds so tiring. We don’t want to be saviors anymore…]
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The white-haired boy has deep pupils, and the light and shadow make his temperament extremely profound.
Sitting in the chair, he looked like a thoughtful leader.
Su Mingan was slightly stunned by the solemn atmosphere and began to treat the young man with extra seriousness. He said solemnly: "Nice to meet you, Su Liujin."
Before he let go of his hand, he heard two "clicks" of fireworks, and colorful streamers fell on him. It was a man and a woman next to Su Liujin, releasing the fireworks in their hands.
"Congratulations to the Jellyfish King for making friends successfully!" shouted the tall, thin man wearing a baseball cap.
"Congratulations to Emperor Liujin for making friends successfully!" The woman with a ponytail and wearing a jumpsuit also shouted.
Su Mingan's palm froze.
Su Liujin clapped several times, as if to match people's excitement.
...Is Su Liujin's early painting style already like this? Su Mingan brushed away the colorful flowers on his face.
No, the people around Su Liujin are not normal...
"This is Ye Zi, a funny guy." Su Liujin, covered in colorful fireworks, introduced the couple with a smile: "This is Chang Ping. He is a very good creator in our group and one of the 100 contestants in the Creator Conference. He is very good at delicate descriptions, but he can't deeply analyze what love is, so Ye Zi keeps pestering him to help him analyze..."
Changping was a big boy who looked very honest, with restrained hands and feet. Ye Zi was much more relaxed, with a ponytail and a smile on her face.
"This is Wu Yi, who recently joined our team." Su Liujin introduced them one by one:
"This is Qi Zhou. He is very good at solving puzzles. I have named him the Angel of Wisdom under the Great Emperor."
Next to him were two much younger boys, looking at Su Mingan curiously.
"This is Feng Li, a light elf who was persecuted by the devil. She is missing an eye and swears to take revenge." Su Liujin continued to introduce:
"This is Si Nian, from the wolf tribe. He carved his lover's name into his bones. He is a very affectionate guy."
"This is Krilotin. She is a mixed-blood, born with many alien fish scales."
Su Mingan looked at them one by one and found that many people in Su Liujin's small team were disabled. It was Su Liujin's team that accepted them and allowed these strange people to survive.
Even for someone like Bai Qiu who has a gloomy face, people still remain enthusiastic towards him.
"Are you the leader's 'devil' teammate? Welcome to join the team!" Ye Zi was very enthusiastic and pulled Su Ming'an's arm.
"I haven't joined yet..." Su Mingan said. He just came to get to know them, how could he join.
"Hurry, come, the disciple game is so hard, you haven't had a big meal for a long time! We just made dinner. There are beef noodles, fried eggs and vegetables. Come and try it!" Ye Zi didn't care about his coldness and ordered Chang Ping to bring one dish after another.
The cold-looking white-haired young man, surrounded by people, sat expressionlessly on a chair, facing the steaming dishes. He was wondering why things had turned out like this, but the enthusiasm of the people drowned out his doubts.
"It's just in time for our meal. Come, let's welcome Brother Bai Qiu to join us!" Ye Zi opened a bottle of sparkling water, and bubbles danced wildly into the sky.
"Brother Bai Qiu, I can tell at first glance that you have extraordinary knowledge. With you as Brother Liu's teammate, you will definitely be able to destroy the good guys!" Si Nian laughed.
"Of course, the leader won't lose." Krilotin said as a matter of course: "Bai Qiu, come and try this plate of sweet and sour jellyfish. The leader made it himself. It's delicious."
Su Mingan looked around and saw smiles everywhere.
At this time, Wu Yi's face did not have a cynical expression, but a youthful smile. At this time, Qi Zhou had not lost his companions.
At this time, many people have not lost much.
Su Mingan maintained Bai Qiu's coldness and ate the meal. No one was frightened by his coldness, and everyone used words to help him integrate into the group.
Compared to that suffocating, cold home, it felt like walking into a warm campfire.
At this moment, Ye Zi, who had put down his chopsticks, suddenly covered his chest and fell down with a painful expression.
"Oh no, Ye Zi is having a heart attack!" Changping's expression changed.
Su Mingan frowned. There was no medicine here.
However, instead of rushing to find medicine, the group shouted "Holy Blood!" "Where is the Holy Blood!"
Then, a young man with a single blond ponytail and a silver ribbon fluttering came over. He quickly took out a glass bottle from his waist, unscrewed the lid, and poured the red liquid into Ye Zi.
After drinking the liquid, Ye Zi's complexion improved significantly, as if she had taken a panacea.
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