Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

What she didn't expect was that Miss Rupert didn't finish her speech.

After making sure that Miss Liberi was not angry and could communicate, White Wolf continued to speak of his thoughts:

"In the eyes of mortals, the first generalization of gods is probably omniscience and omnipotence. This image is too ideal and has already become a perfect symbolic concept. Obviously, the condition for the emergence of this concept is that humans subjectively create a perfect illusion with spiritual sustenance based on their own shortcomings.

"Here, the perfect illusion created by people can be called a symbol of God. Take Kjerag as an example. Yelagund may exist as an individual, but he does not exist as a symbol of God, because symbols are originally the product of spiritual concepts, and the existence of entities cannot truly correspond to the existence of concepts.

“But why did He appear in the form He is now? Because the entity of Him occupies the position of the divine symbol. Although the divine symbol may have germinated from Him, He cannot make the germinated concept grow into a divine symbol full of fantasy meaning. He can only enter this position after people have completed the cultivation and shaping of the divine symbol.

“So, although He appears to be one with this location, He is not it after all, and He can never truly become one with the divine symbol.

"Why do you say that? Let's make a simple assumption. If the god himself leaves Kjerag, will the god Yelagund disappear as well?

"No, it won't. He can leave, but the god Yelagund will continue to exist, no matter how long he is gone. Because the god Yelagund is a symbol of the Kjerag people, a perfect illusion of the Kjerag people, and a collective illusion.

"On the other hand, if the Kjerag no longer believed in the god Yelagund, then even if Yelagund himself existed, the god Yelagund would still disappear. If he wanted to show himself to the world to redeem himself, he might be called 'someone' or 'some special individual'.

"So you see, there are two Yelagunds here. The one people usually call is always the symbolic Yelagund. Its existence or not does not depend on the material world, but on what the Kjerag people think. So, I say it does not exist in the material world, it is just an illusion.

"As for the other real Yelagund, I mean, if there is one, then she should exist as Yelagund, not as a god. God does not exist. If Yelagund exists, then she/he must not be a god."

"Of course, if we want to find out the definition of God, this question is unclear. What I am talking about is a common concept. Finding the definition involves another problem."

Ye La remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a moment, she said, "Yeragond is Kjerag's god. She has a close connection with Kjerag. Although what you said makes some sense, it's not too…"

"Heartless? Cold and icy, right?" Miss White Wolf's expression was very serious, her eyes sparkling, she had completely entered the state.

Ye La did not respond directly, but his expression seemed to indicate this.

"I have seen the Kjerag people praising Yelagund's kindness, and I have also heard many legends. The existence of warmth must be acknowledged, but why do I say that? We can start thinking from Yelagund himself."

"From Yelagund himself?"

"Yes, from her/him herself. Now we assume that Yelagund exists."

"Okay, let's assume she exists."

"Now let's make an assumption based on Kjerag's historical legends. A long, long time ago, Yelagunde might have done some good things for ordinary people on a whim, and then went to rest. But when she woke up from her long sleep, she suddenly found that those ordinary people were worshiping her and treating her as a god. What would she think?"

"She will..."

"Let's assume she is kindhearted, so she would be surprised, maybe even a little happy and find it very interesting."

"You're kind of right."

"She became Kjerag's god, and she also deliberately protected and sheltered Kjerag's people. Let's assume that she is very smart and sensitive, or that the long years have forced her to have more insights. So, one day she suddenly discovered that the god worshipped by people, Yelagund, does not seem to be completely the same as herself. For example, a timely rain has nothing to do with her, but people attribute it to her. An accident has nothing to do with her, but people say it is a punishment from the gods. In addition, those people often do things that seem stupid."

"Yes, Yelagund will get bored. Ahem, sometimes, Kjerag doesn't get a response from the gods for ten or even more than ten years. If gods exist, they must be bored and go to sleep."

"Bored..." Miss White Wolf said thoughtfully, "I haven't thought of such a specific emotion. Your speculation makes sense. Then let's assume that when Yelagund was playing the role of a god, many things happened to her that bored her or caused her other negative emotions."

"I don't think there is any need to assume, there must be."

"How can you be so sure?"

"guess."

"Okay, now the question is, why did she still stick with Kjerag after going through so many troubles and even vaguely realizing that the gods worshipped by the Kjerag people were not completely equal to herself?"

Yela was stunned by the question.

"Have you ever thought of the possibility that it's not Kjerag who needs Yelagund, but Yelagund who needs Kjerag."

Yela opened her eyes wide in shock.

"The illusion of Yelagund was created by the Kjerag people, so she naturally relies on Kjerag to exist. Now let's make a bold guess. The real Yelagund needs to chase illusions. She can't leave the illusion of the gods, so she must always occupy that position."

"why?"

"I can't be sure. I can only judge based on the current situation. If all the assumptions are true, then she may be pursuing something illusory, which humans generally call - meaning. She saw her own meaning in the illusion, and after tasting it, she can no longer get rid of it. So, no matter whether she is angry or annoyed, she will always be Kjerag's god, and she can never get rid of it."

Miss White Wolf sighed, and her tone became sad:

"She is imprisoned by the illusion of God. She is an entity imprisoned by symbols, but she is imprisoned willingly. In this sense, she is just like ordinary people, just like you and me. We are all imprisoned by something and keep running for it, with no end in sight."

Chapter 2023 Ceremony Time 06-20-12 00:02:

Yela almost understood why Chuxue seemed to be fascinated by Miss Rupert after only meeting her for a few days.

Hatsuyuki is not an innocent little girl. She has long grown into a qualified saint with her own ideas and opinions. But what's interesting is that the more this is the case, the stronger Miss Rupert's appeal becomes.

I'm afraid that only those who don't understand anything would think Miss Rupert is so boring that they wouldn't even bother to look at her.

Here, Ye La made a small error in judgment, which was something she naturally ignored due to her individual experience: when humans judge attractiveness, spiritual factors are often not the first priority.

But it doesn't matter. For creatures like her, this is how it should be.

She couldn't help but reach out curiously and touch Miss Rupert's cheek, while thinking in her heart, why are the people outside so interesting? Should I go out and take a look?

Normally, Miss White Wolf would resist being touched by strangers and would most likely just avoid them. But there was an indescribable aura about Miss Liberi in front of her that made her feel no resistance, so she didn't move and let the other person touch her.

Yela withdrew his arm with satisfaction and asked again: "If the real Yelagund you are talking about really exists, do you believe in her ability?"

"I believe that she/he will be a powerful creature with unique innate abilities, but all abilities have their limits. In the entire Terra, there are many creatures called gods, especially in Yan Country. People like to say that the abilities of gods are almost omnipotent. If that's the case, why hasn't a god jumped out to solve the problem of Originium disease? If she can, if he can, He is the god of all Terrans."

"It seems that the gods really can't do what you said." Yela lowered her head and pondered, then looked at the white wolf deeply with a strange look, "But she can help within her ability."

Miss White Wolf smiled and said, "Are you talking about the blessing of God? Yes, psychological effects can indeed have an impact on the body. In a sense, the blessing of God is real."

For some reason, Miss Liberi suddenly turned her face away, and Miss White Wolf had a strange illusion that she seemed a little ashamed.

However, she soon realized that the illusion was just an illusion, and Miss Liberi was just looking at the direction of the sunrise.

At this time, the sky on the skyline became brighter and brighter, foreshadowing that sunrise was approaching.

Yela turned around and said, "The sun will rise soon. The ceremony will begin soon."

"Grand ceremony? Oops." Miss White Wolf realized that she had wasted too much time. "Let's go."

"You go first. You are the guest invited by the Saint. It is best not to be late. I will be there soon."

"Okay, I'll go first."

"Ah."

Miss White Wolf left in a hurry, moving forward at the fastest speed along the mountain path trampled by people, glancing at the direction of the sunrise from time to time.

There were other pedestrians like her on the road. Everyone was in a final sprint posture, moving forward as fast as possible. However, no matter how fast they walked on the snowy mountain road, it was impossible to run, not to mention that people were carrying luggage from the long journey.

Therefore, Miss White Wolf, who was lightly equipped and well-rested, easily surpassed one person after another, as agile as a natural snow mountain race.

Jiao Feng was right. Their previous location was very close to the ceremony site. Just a few minutes later, Miss White Wolf arrived at the lower side of the ceremony square.

When the sun scattered the first ray of orange-red light, Miss White Wolf climbed up the last snowy mountain slope and stood at the edge of the ceremony square.

At the same time, a clear and ethereal bell sound came from the center of the ceremony, and it seemed as if an invisible blue ripple spread out with the bell sound.

Miss White Wolf felt a sense of peace and comfort in the ringing of the bell. She relaxed and lowered her head silently along with the Kjerag people in front of her.

Behind her, on the rugged and winding mountain road, in the city of Kalan further away, the sound of bells floated by, and thousands of Kjerag people involuntarily stopped and looked around, standing silently in place, using the same action, lowering their heads to listen to the voice of God.

Kjerag seemed to become quiet in an instant.

After a while.

The ringing sound faded away.

The quiet world awakens, everything seems to be cleansed, people raise their heads with gratitude and cast their gazes towards the peak of the holy mountain.

From a distance, Miss White Wolf saw Chuxue's back. He was standing alone at the front of all the Shelag people, holding the holy bell in his hand, with his back to the crowd and facing the holy mountain, like a medium between gods and humans.

She stared at the first snow for a long time, thinking about the conversation she had just had with the unknown person: If Yelagunde really existed, what did the saint mean to her? What did the ceremony mean to her?

Chuxue slowly put down the holy bell and spoke out to thank the gods for their grace on behalf of the Kjerag people. At this time, Miss White Wolf discovered something not so good.

She was too far away and couldn't hear or see the details of the scene clearly. Miss Hatsuyuki probably also had a hard time seeing her. As a spectator, although she didn't need to do anything, it was still better for her to get closer.

Fortunately, after the holy bell stopped, people no longer stood in complete solemnity and could move in small and orderly movements. Miss White Wolf then considered whether she could find a way to squeeze into the crowd and get to the front.

Of course, the premise for doing this is to abide by the rules and not act recklessly.

She thought of the details that Jiaofeng had reminded her of before, so she moved carefully, came behind a person who was blocking her way in the crowd, and gently patted the person's shoulder.

When the Kjerag in front of her turned her head, she immediately said with reverence, "Yeragond, may the gods be with Kjerag, and may the gods bless you and me." The person being photographed also responded in a friendly manner, "May the gods bless you and me."

Then, Miss White Wolf begged for help sincerely, pointed pitifully to the front, and looked at the other party eagerly, hoping that they would give her some room. So, the reasonable and kind-hearted Kjerag people made way and allowed her to move forward one square.

The whole process was repeated many times, and each time it went surprisingly smoothly, making Miss White Wolf fully aware of the friendliness of the Kjerag people. She thought she would probably run into a wall.

It must be because she is polite and well behaved, she thought happily.

After moving to a relatively forward position, Miss White Wolf stopped on her own initiative, because she found that the people in the front were all Shelag people, mostly Filin and Liberi. It would be very abrupt for a Rupert like her to suddenly appear among them, so it would be better for her to blend into the crowd and be an observer quietly.

At this moment, in the center of the ceremony, SilverAsh, the patriarch of Shivaash, was holding a metal dagger in both hands, bowing his head respectfully and offering a gift to the gods.

Chapter 2023 Masterpiece 06-21-12 00:03:

Miss White Wolf had done her homework in advance. During the ceremony, the three major families would need to send representatives to take turns offering gifts to the gods.

The gifts here are all symbolic, generally taken from the specialties of the three major families. The Shivaash family presented a metal dagger, which represents minerals and smelting.

On the tribute stand, one could also see a piece of fiery red fur and a handful of plump grains. White Wolf guessed that they were delivered by the Brown Tao family and the Perlochi family. She was still on her way when the two families took action, so she didn't see them.

SilverAsh, the patriarch of the Shivaash family, was obviously the last tribute to appear. After submitting the tribute, SilverAsh did not rush to leave the stage. Instead, he stood in the center and delivered a speech that seemed very special to White Wolf.

The opening part was naturally the routine praise of God's grace, affirmation of the efforts of the Kjerag people, etc. SilverAsh was a natural orator with a good eloquence, and it could be seen that the Kjerag people present were all very moved.

Unfortunately, Miss White Wolf was not a Kjerag, so it was difficult for her to empathize. So in her eyes, these remarks were just exquisite and pretty words. What really surprised and interested her was the second half.

At the ceremony, under the watchful eyes of the gods, representatives of the three major families, and the Shelag people, Enthiotis gave a speech similar to a performance report.

He gave a brief account of the progress that Kalan Trade has made in the past year, what projects have been frustrated, and what problems need to be solved urgently.

Bai Lang was a little nervous at first, afraid that he would hear something he shouldn't hear, but he soon became sure that this information could definitely be made public.

Interestingly, at this stage, representatives from the other two families would frequently raise their hands to interrupt SilverAsh and question his speech, and SilverAsh would have to explain the reason for the problem in front of everyone.

This situation is very strange. After the Shivaash family, which represented the Kalan trade, gained power and became the actual leader of Kjerag, their status did not "rise" but instead "declined" and became a servant.

Although the silver-gray president stood in the center with a mature and steady temperament and was the focus of the whole audience, what he was doing was actually somewhat similar to the employees dealing with the year-end assessment. They were all working hard and racking their brains to face all kinds of inquiries.

Bailang thought of the previous Snow Mountain incident, which was peacefully resolved by the three major families under the coordination of the Saint. However, based on her current intelligence, it is basically certain that the original plan of the Shivaash family was to resolve internal problems by force.

If Miss Chuxue had failed at that time, and Yinhui had adopted military dictatorship and suppressed the three major families with violence, then naturally there would be no need to do what is happening now, and there would be fewer constraints.

Every decision has its advantages and disadvantages. How to balance the two is a very important question. Will President SilverAsh regret his decision two years ago?

How does he consider the balance between force and peace?

What if it was Tallulah?

The situation in Ursus has long been precarious. Has Tallulah figured out how to deal with any unexpected incidents?

war?

Is war an easy thing?

What to do after the war?

On that snowy night, Enthiotis withdrew the military forces that had been trained for a long time, allowing peace to replace the long night of bloodshed.

However, how can the conflicts among the three major families of Kjerag be compared with the blood feud of the vast empire? Can the hatred between the poor and the infected really be eliminated?

Bingshi can use promises and hope to persuade the infected people in the company to regain their rationality, but what about the millions of Ursus people? How can the hatred that has gathered together be cleansed?

White Wolf, can you think of a peaceful solution?

you can not.

You can only envy Kjerag's success, and in the back of your mind, you continue to hide in the dark corners and plot your war.

So, while you suppress Tallulah's anger, you demand that the integration movement develop secretly, and at the same time provide unlimited assistance. You continue to accumulate fuel for the flames of revenge, just so that when that moment comes, this flame can erupt with real prairie fire.

That war will be your most vile and painful masterpiece.

Those in power will be terrified by the terrible power, and the avengers will see the consequences of bloodshed and understand what true pain is.

You had a dream: in the midst of great sorrow, the flames subsided and the end came, so you successfully exchanged your scars for the future.

From a rational perspective, this is almost the most perfect solution, just like a strong medicine to cure a disease, avoiding torture and suffering that lasts for decades or even hundreds of years at the smallest possible cost.

But what about the planners?