The Spirit World

Chapter 827: More Direct Wisdom

In fact, I am tired of talking about such black humorous, irreversible, fateful issues like historical reincarnation and historical cycles. I even think that it is useless to talk about them, as they will only give rise to a group of idealists who understand the ideas but cannot change the reality, are unacceptable to society, and are doomed to fail.

Afterwards, one can only become a down-to-earth, self-centered social evolutionist who pursues personal gain completely for himself.

In fact, I have no way of telling which kind of ideology is correct, not only because they are not contradictory in themselves, but also because even if I can tell which kind of ideology is correct, it cannot change the complexity of human beings - that is, sometimes one ideology, sometimes another, and as long as you are willing, I can change this ideology into that ideology by just saying it to you.

Because it doesn’t matter anymore…

This kind of question is an unavoidable topic when discussing destiny, but for now, I will only touch upon it from a personal perspective.

"I don't know why those working people are still alive... No... I don't know how they understand that life needs meaning..." Xun Huangying looked at Chang Yufeng, who was a little... not so calm.

Inside the Undying Hall, there are too many people with haggard eyes and poor mental states. This can be seen at a glance.

In the short term, life in the Undead Hall is not much better than hell. Undead disease is still a disease that people try to avoid like a plague. The oppression of the Undead Group makes it difficult for all humans who are no longer members of the Undead Group to have more sources of income.

Without a source of income, you can only beg for a living. Without a source of income, you can only sell your children. Without a source of income, you can only become a thoughtless beast of burden.

It only takes a moment for reality to bring people down.

Although this only applies to the working people who do not have control over the Immortal Hall.

From a distance, there is the World Garden Serpent, the war between the Principality and the Empire, the extreme chaos of various powerful elements, and the demon tribe that is blatantly invading the Kingdom of Beasts. There are also many more terrible events that are happening in secret. The despair of mankind, from the top to the bottom of the social structure, is shrouded in an unspeakable despair.

This anxiety is not just felt by the working class.

Although, as of now, all Chang Yufeng can see are the endless faces of the pitiful working people in the Immortal Hall.

"When a country prospers, its people suffer; when a country perishes, its people suffer. I really have to sigh at the wisdom of the ancients. Their vision is so far-sighted, and their conclusions are so close to reality..."

Xun Huangying closed his eyes again.

"Although it's been said a lot... it's not new that the rulers are too far away from the working people... I've heard it so many times that my ears are callused. Isn't history just a relentless cycle? The reason why social laws are defined as laws is because they are difficult to change fundamentally... There's nothing we can do about it. No one can be blamed."

"You should be glad that you know me and that you are my sheep. Otherwise, you may never understand why you have the power and wisdom to change your living environment."

"I know that crushing others is a difficult thing for you, but sheep also need to eat grass... grass also has life. In other words, there is actually no principle that you cannot crush "others". As long as you are born, it means that you must let something sacrifice for you."

"Hahahahahahaha..."

Xun Huangying seemed to have said something happy late.

"Hahahaha, for example, air. Air is also a substance that you must consume. Air lets you breathe it in without any sense of existence, and it provides you with nourishment, but I have never heard you say anything dislikeful... or pitying..."

After laughing, Xun Huangying, who was ignored by Chang Yufeng, coughed twice and pretended to be calm: "Although this is a bit too much, the threshold that you can't get over in your heart is actually not that serious..."

Xun Huangying's face turned upside down with an extremely obscene smile.

“Hehehe~ To treat bad guys, you have to be more evil than them~ No, you have to be more righteous~ Hahahaha~ Hahahaha~”

Chang Yufeng looked at Xun Huangying speechlessly.

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about…”

Chang Yufeng shook his head.

He understood what Xun Huangying said, but he was slow to realize what Xun Huangying was talking about.

"If I can really represent the working people, then my position should indeed be centered on the working people, but..."

Chang Yufeng thought about it.

"I am merely able to represent myself... They don't need me to represent them... I don't have the ability to do so."

"But some people just think they can represent the working people... and deceive the working people... You openly admit it, and then use it to make a profit and survive for yourself. Isn't it also... normal? It completely fits the desires and demands of human beings, or the desires and demands of human skin and beast. I am not surprised."

"It's easy to cheat the working people out of their money. They don't have much education..."

Xun Huangying never beats around the bush when he says some [scary words].

Some scary truths.

This may be the biggest shortcoming of Xunhuangying.

In the spiritual world, saying these things will not offend anyone or affect anyone's interests, so it doesn't really matter.

A world where people dare not even speak still exists after all. Fortunately, the spiritual world is not like this.

"I am a beggar now... I have no money. If I get hungry, will I die on the street?"

Chang Yufeng touched his belly.

He... is hungry...

It's incredible.

"It seems that it is true..." Xun Huangying stood up and put his cute little sheep's hoof on Chang Yufeng's face: "Your physiological structure determines that you need to replenish energy. You have run such a long way, it would be abnormal if you are not hungry... I think there is still a distinction between day and night here. Now, the luminous crystal may be covered with a layer of black cloth to create artificial night."

Xun Huangying’s smile was too cute, and he seemed to calm down a lot: “Haha, think about how you are going to earn money to eat. It shouldn’t be difficult for you… Fortunately, I’m here~ But I won’t give you a penny~ That! Belongs to me! Hahahaha, pauper, fortunately I had the foresight to hide three~ thousand golden palaces’ worth of treasure~”

"..."Chang Yufeng put away the fan. He no longer cared about the haggard faces of the working people because he could not change them at all.

He is also a part of it.

Since we are all called the working people, the word "hard work" will probably be engraved on us like a brand for the rest of our lives.

This sounds like a desperate thing, but it actually exists. It was something that was "inherited" from generation to generation a few years ago.

However, it is normal that Chang Yufeng has no gold coins to eat.

"What's the point of talking about saving the world, saving everything you love, when you can't even afford to eat... This is too idealistic, it's not suitable for me at all..."

Chang Yufeng laughed at himself helplessly, looked towards the tavern that he could see, and walked forward quickly.

"So... I think so too... You will definitely meet a lot of idealists who are full of hope and despair in the future... because many people have not been fooled by the so-called talk of breaking the shackles of fate and have no ideas..." Xun Huangying sniffed hard while speaking righteously.

The smell coming from the pub is truly unforgettable.

"Eat~food~ oooooo~"

Xun Huangying jumped off Chang Yufeng's shoulder and rushed into the tavern quickly before Chang Yufeng.

"Hey... I don't have any money..." Chang Yufeng also stepped into the tavern with no intention of stopping them.

Saving the world, saving the people you love, such overly lofty ideals will actually become a burden in life.

There are so many people, why do we need so many people to save them? It’s too late to save ourselves…

It is actually difficult to say that there is a huge difference between an idealist and a realist, but Chang Yufeng is a combination of these contradictions. Most of the time, he does not need too many words to prove that he will move forward on the path of saving the world and saving the people he loves.

Because that’s what he would do.

There is no need for a reason anymore. There is no point in explaining anything.

"Ouch~" Simone fell on his butt after being hit by Xun Huangying against the door.

"Ah~" Xun Huangying was hit by Simone and flew out of the tavern, straight to Chang Yufeng's feet, and fell on his butt.

"You don't have eyes... the meal I just ate is about to be knocked out!"

Simeone stood up with the help of Wanzhang and was about to curse, but he did not see Xunhuang's shadow at the door.

Chang Yufeng slapped his face. Simone, who didn't look so pleasing, was obviously not an easy person to deal with.

His height was not much taller than Xun Huangying.

Xun Huangying fell on his butt and rolled to Chang Yufeng's feet.

"Feel sorry……"

Chang Yufeng held his forehead with his hand, and seemed a little reluctant to apologize...

No, it should be that I don’t want to feel the embarrassment of knowing Xun Huangying.

This supreme king, this god among gods, the ruler of this world, is obviously more like an expert in showing off...

"Ah... Damn it... I didn't win..." Xun Huangying stood up, covered in wool, feeling so unwilling to lose the fight with Simeone.

He gritted his teeth, Chang Yufeng slowly took a step away from him, and whistled a little tune.

"Asshole!" Simone took out the whip fiercely and looked at the white fur ball lying on the ground unwillingly. The white fur ball, which was shorter than him, still wanted to do it. Just hit it and it would be over? No way.

Today, it’s the second time!
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

The sound of the whip snapping attracted a crowd of onlookers, and in full view of everyone, it was about to be whipped towards Xun Huangying.

Some people exclaimed, some were scared, some were shocked, and some were humming a little song...

"Today is really, really pissing me off!"

Simone whipped him with a whip, still chewing on the unpleasant words: "Damn it! I am your uncle! How dare you bump into me! Ah? Bump! Bump! Bump!"

Snap, Snap! After three consecutive lashes, Xun Huangying dodged and quickly jumped up, turning three times in the air and spinning like a top.

He hummed again, trying to find Chang Yufeng's position and stopped at his shoulder, but the handsome guy who was humming the little tune seemed very far away from him, so he had to twist around in the air very unnaturally.

The whip was also in Simone's hands.

The red light in his eyes bloomed at this moment, and he cursed loudly again: "You are quite capable! But! You won't have such a good chance to escape this time!"

Simone was about to swing the whip again, and Xun Huangying also fell on Chang Yufeng's shoulder.

Chang Yufeng scratched the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Simone, forget it..." Wanzhang stopped Simeone.

He saw the attire of the owner of the white fur ball, which was also the unusual attire of Chang Yufeng. He looked him up and down and said calmly: "They definitely didn't do it on purpose, so why did you have to use force for this..."

"Not intentional? Huh? Why did you hit him so hard?" Simeone vomited once or twice and really spit out something.

The blow was indeed quite severe. Simeone, who had just finished his meal, was completely dizzy. He felt really upset that he didn't hit anyone after these three blows of the whip.

The second time!

This is the second time I've been hit by someone!
"Sorry... He didn't mean it..."

God knows if he did it on purpose...

Chang Yufeng tilted his head to look at Xun Huangying. Xun Huangying naturally would not apologize. How could he possibly apologize?
This kind of thing still has to be done by him.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"Will apologizing help?"

Simeone took out the knife.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He really couldn't swallow this.

He was supposed to be in a happy mood today, but a series of big and small incidents occurred one after another. Simeone's scalp was tingling and he felt like cursing and couldn't stop.

"You have no eyes, so just cut your eyes off! It's useless anyway! What kind of people are you! This matter must not be over!"

"This..." Chang Yufeng looked at Xun Huangying, wanting Xun Huangying to come out and explain.

But Xun Huangying looked away, snorted, and said unhappily: "What the hell? You want to dig out my eyes? So powerful?"

Xun Huangying described this horrific thing as something impressive, and Chang Yufeng had a feeling that Xun Huangying didn't want to continue the conversation.

Responsible or something...

"If you don't want to dig, let me do it! Today! I have to get over this!"

Simeone is not the type to listen to other people's apologies.

Here, digging out an ordinary person's eyes doesn't seem to be that... difficult...

After all, Simeone was so unscrupulous simply because Wanzhang was present and he had 500 gold coins in his hand.

A young man who looks poor, but there is nothing we can do about him...

"Okay, if you want..." Chang Yufeng didn't hesitate much or argue with Simeone.

Chang Yufeng is no longer someone who has to speak politely to others.

There wasn't even any fluctuation in his emotions.

Although it was embarrassing to find Huangying, it didn't really matter.

All these things don't matter in the end.

No matter who he is, why should he be polite to you?