Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Hearing Xilin's words, Lu Ze finally felt relieved.

As long as you're a good person, you can live. He saw this standard as perfectly reasonable.

But he overlooked one point—the criteria for judging the "good people" that Celine spoke of might be slightly different from what he imagined.

Small acts of kindness are not enough; great love is essential.

Seeing a child suffer and feeling sorry for them, but not taking action to stop them, is not true kindness.

Knowing that the experiment is wrong, but continuing to carry it out because it is an order, is not a kind act.

If you have good intentions but fail to act on them, then when Sirin's judgment comes, you will still die.

In Celine's view, inaction is also a form of evil.

This standard was forged little by little during countless days and nights of being injected with drugs, strapped to the lab table, and locked in solitary confinement.

Among those people wearing white coats, isn't there even one who thinks that treating children this way is wrong?

Yes, there must be.

But those people did nothing.

They still clocked in at work on time every day, still signed the experimental records, and still received the salary from fate.

Therefore, they all have to die.

Of course, Lu Ze was completely unaware of Xilin's little schemes.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't think it was too much, because they did something even worse to her.

Compared to what she has endured, this standard of judgment is quite reasonable.

For a moment, Lu Ze even thought that Xilin was quite reasonable.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "The information Xing sent was so frightening, with all that talk about brutality and inhumanity, but this doesn't seem like it at all."

He's just a kid with slightly warped values.

He was of course unaware that these changes in Celine were actually the result of a combination of factors.

On one hand, in Lu Ze's illusion, Sirin rediscovered the feeling of being cared for after a long time.

That was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a very, very long time, the last time being when the real Bella was still alive.

On the other hand, through Lu Ze's chat history with Xing, she saw information about herself.

The Second Honkai Impact: Herrscher of the Void, Tower of Babel—not a single survivor, and then her subsequent expansion…

This information from another world gave her a clear understanding of the god who had granted her power.

Since she is a generous deity, she should be the one to utilize divine power, not the other way around.

Therefore, the current Sirin will not completely obey His arrangements.

"Clap clap clap".

A slow, steady clapping sound came from behind.

Lu Ze was startled by the sudden sound and his whole body trembled.

He turned around abruptly, his back tensing instinctively, and he almost slipped off the edge of the tower.

Celine and Bella turned their heads at the same time.

At the other end of the tower, a person had appeared out of nowhere.

He was a tall man with long, golden hair neatly tied back, fluttering slightly in the cold wind of the snowfield.

He was dressed in a magnificent white robe with gold trim, the collar of which was turned up high and the hem almost reached his ankles.

His face was so handsome it was almost unreal, with a calm smile on his lips, like an audience member who had enjoyed a wonderful performance and finally couldn't help but applaud the actors.

"This has truly broadened my horizons."

The man's voice was warm and elegant, each word sounding as if it had been carefully considered before being spoken.

He lowered his clapping hands, put them behind his back, tilted his head slightly, and looked past Sirin and Bella before settling his gaze steadily on Lu Ze.

He then bowed slightly and performed a standard aristocratic greeting.

"My friend, please allow me to pay you my highest respects."

The man behaved politely, not at all like an enemy.

In stark contrast to the man's composure, Lu Ze subconsciously took a half step back, his back pressed against the cold metal railing at the top of the tower.

He had witnessed the oppressive aura of an A-rank Valkyrie, the intimidating power of a Judgment-class Honkai Beast, and the power of the Herrscher of the Void summoning a tidal wave of Honkai Beasts with a mere gesture in this tower.

But the feeling emanating from the man standing atop the tower at this moment was different from all of them.

He stood there casually, his hands behind his back, like a master inspecting his garden.

Under his gaze, Luze felt like a butterfly pinned to a specimen frame.