Nightmare Light

Chapter 131 Artistic Human Body
"This is a script written by really smart people."

"Child, do you like this script?"

An old voice sounded behind him.

Lin Wang turned around and saw a thin old man behind him with bright eyes looking at him with a smile.

The old man asked again: "Child, do you like this script?"

"Mr. Qin, how did you know I was here?" Lin Wang smiled.

The way the old man greeted him just now didn't seem like he met him by chance, but rather like he came here deliberately to find him, so Lin Wang asked this.

"Is that difficult? Your height, as long as you show up on campus, will spread throughout the school in five seconds at most. Even the people in the cafeteria will know that there's a tall guy on campus... I immediately guessed it was you." The old man winked at Lin Wang with a sly smile. "After all, there are many young people in this world who love reading, but you're probably the only truly intelligent person in the North."

Lin Wang had a smile on his face, but he pretended to be serious. "You have a serious prejudice against the people of the North. We in the North do not accept such accusations... Mr. Qin."

After saying that, he grinned and shook hands with the old man.

The old man also showed a happy and joyful expression on his face.

"Child, what answers are you looking for this time?"

"Can't I just come to see you?"

"Oh, young man, I'm already this old," the old man chuckled. "I've seen people busy dating, traveling, and making money... but I've never seen anyone busy visiting the elderly."

He winked at Lin Wang and pointed at the books tucked in his arms: "Besides, don't these books already tell me the answer?"

"These books of mine..." Lin Wang lowered his head and accidentally dropped the books in his arms to the ground.

"Let me see what kind of knowledge you are planning to learn..."

The old man bent down and helped Lin Wang pick up the book.

"No, it's still me..."

Before Lin Wang could finish his words, the old man had already picked it up, held it in his hand and took a look at it.

Then he silently handed the book to Lin Wang.

"...Old man, it's not what you think."

Lin Wang was holding a book titled "Artistic Human Figure Painting Techniques of the Three Emperors Period" in his hand. He showed the other two books to the old man: "Look, there's also "An Overview of the History of the Three Emperors Period" and "Federal Development Theory"!

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't be ashamed. When I was your age, I was also interested in these things... You are considered late to the party."

That’s really not the case!
I just want to know why those weird looks of gods and those weird sculptures are made in such a weird way!
I really don't want to... Forget it, why bother competing with an old man...

Lin Wang was afraid that the old man would say something shocking again, so he quickly waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Old man, I came here this time to ask you something."

"All the knowledge in my head is in the books in this library." Old Qin looked at Lin Wang gently, smiled, turned his head, glanced at the stage, and changed his tone, "But at my age, at my age, I really like telling stories... Tell me, child, what do you want to know?"

Lin Wang said, "I'd like to hear your story about the Three Emperors period. And how did the Three Emperors period evolve into the Federation?"

After hearing Lin Wang's question, the old man was silent for a few seconds.

Then, he slowly spoke, "In theory, the knowledge you want to know has been learned in history class by children in every school. Even if your grades are poor, it's impossible for you to be completely ignorant..."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Lin Wang thoughtfully: "So, excluding the completely impossible reason that people in the north don't teach history... I guess you want to know some truths beyond the history books, right?" Actually, I don't know much about the knowledge in history books...

Lin Wang muttered to himself, but a sincere smile slowly appeared on his face: "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes, old man."

At this time, the stage play was just coming to an end - the young priest protagonist, after committing numerous crimes, was shot in the chest by the daughter of a priest he had killed, and fell to the ground screaming.

The old man looked at the scene, was silent for a few seconds, and said to Lin Wang: "Generally speaking, the history of the Three Emperors period is actually not much different from this stage play."

"If you learn to broaden your perspective, you'll discover that the entire history of mankind... and even the entirety of human society, is essentially no different from this stage play. It's nothing more than two words..."

Desire...

Just as these two words popped up in Lin Wang's mind, he heard the old man speak slowly.

"choose."

The old man picked a chair at random and walked over slowly to sit down.

During this process, students kept passing by the two of them, looking at Lin Wang curiously and politely greeting the old man.

After the students finished chattering and left, Lin Wang sat down next to the old man.

The old man's profound and weathered voice echoed in the performance hall.

"In the earliest times, the gods gave mortals the power and authority to rule this land. However... the gods' power was too great, and mortals' desires were too greedy."

"So the gods' idea is to ensure lasting peace and stability on this land, to allow humanity to thrive and reproduce on this land for a long time...so the gods' power and authority can't be given to just one person."

"So the god gave birth to three children and bestowed his three different blessings upon them... These were the earliest ancestors of the three tribes."

"The ancestors of the Mist Clan gained spirituality and tolerance; the ancestors of the Candle Clan gained courage and dedication; and you, the people of the North..."

The old man looked at Lin Wang, taking in his tall figure and sharp features, and smiled, "You have gained perseverance and strength."

"The gods chose the most powerful and noble individual from each of these three races to serve as their respective emperors. For the next thousand years, the three races lived together without distinction, trusting and cooperating with each other..."

"Human society also reached its peak during this period, a period that lasted for a thousand years. This is what our history books describe as the period of the Three Imperial Clans."

This was the first time that Lin Wang truly heard the history of the Three Imperial Clans period from the old man, so he listened attentively with his eyes fixed and a calm expression.

The old man continued.

"What happened next... you must have read about it in history books—a rift gradually formed among the three clans due to the disagreements between the three emperors."

"Afterwards, the three tribes split. The Northlanders went north, the Mist Clan entered the mist... and the Candle Clan remained in the center of what is now Chudi, becoming the main race of the New Federation."

"That's how the Chu Federation came about."

The old man glanced at Lin Wang and said with a smile, "This is the version in the history book. Am I remembering it correctly?"

Lin Wang nodded and complained in his heart: I don’t know what this history is all about…

But on the surface, he remained serious and calm as he nodded: "What you said is basically consistent with what I remember."

The old man grinned, moved closer to Lin Wang, and said with a smile: "Ha! So what do you think, the real history... is like this?"

(End of this chapter)