"It's really an ambitious goal." Upsilon said, "But killing the White Tower Master has nothing to do with 'eternity' or anything, right? I can't see the connection between them."
"You don't need to," Asabam said.
"Oh, that's not it, is it? Isn't it strange to be able to state one's goals but not be able to explain the relationship between goals and actions? Please tell me, what can you achieve by sacrificing the lives of others? What kind of eternity.”
Upsilon's tone was still relaxed, but Luo Binhan thought he had heard some obvious irony in it. Asabam seemed to think the same thing. Her eyes opened a little and she looked at them coldly.
"You know what they did," she said.
"I don't know, little girl. Ah, of course, I know a little bit about the history of the White Tower. Originally, the rise of Single Lingeism started from the Galaxy Front theater where I once supported. To be honest, that's right. I think I know the details of the matter better than most people in Central City. However, I don’t know what you want to say. Even if not every one of the White Tower mages you killed is completely innocent , at least none of the several people I investigated had anything that could be called a crime. Just because of the organization they belong to, can they be harmed in this way without reason? "
"You see death as a sacrifice," Asabam said. Her flat tone made it difficult for outsiders to judge what she meant. But Luo Binhan heard her disapproval. He also saw Upsilon frowning.
"Of course. No one wants to be..."
"Everyone dies," Asabam said. "Now, everyone dies. That's not a sacrifice."
"Is this why you act like a young master and tell cold jokes?" Luo Binhan interrupted. No one paid attention to him, but he didn't feel lost either. On the contrary, he took an unprecedented interest in Asabam's remarks. That was unfair, but he did find that Asabam was more willing to talk to Upsilon than he was. She would be displeased by Upsilon's words, as if the Yongguang clan's words were more offensive than Luo Binhan's. That might be because of the incompatibility between police and criminals, or something like the conflict between light and darkness. But the reason is not important. Now, as long as Dwarf Star Guest is angry, that is Luo Binhan's source of happiness.
But then something he didn't expect happened. Asabam, who he expected to continue ignoring him, suddenly looked at him.
"You should have convinced him," she said.
For a few seconds, Luo Binhan thought that she was not talking to him. He had no ability to convince anyone present, or the horses, or the cannibals. But Asabam did frown at him, just like a replica of Upsilon.
"Why should I convince him?" Luo Binhan asked inexplicably, "Persuading the police officer to be lenient with you?"
"Him." Asabam repeated.
She may have wanted to say the word again, but it was certainly not very heavy. Luo Binhan thought carefully for half a minute, and finally realized that what she wanted to say was not Upsilon.
"...Does Master's nickname burn your mouth?" he said, "I don't live in your head, okay?"
"You stayed on his ship for a long time." Asabam said as if to point out something.
"You blame him for this."
"Your opinions are rubbing off on him."
"Wait a minute." Luo Binhan said suspiciously, "Why do you have to emphasize this matter? What do you want me to persuade him to do? Persuade him to join you?"
Asabam said nothing. Luo Binhan stared at her, feeling himself falling into a sluggish state.
"Okay," he said numbly, "What gives you the confidence to think I would do this? Is it because you have a lot of hair?"
"You are close to death." Asabam said, "Death is not a sacrifice, it is inevitable. It is as it is today, and it will be the same tomorrow. The old cannot be spared, and the new has not yet been born. Uprooting the old has nothing to do with sin. If not Eradicated, they remain dead, destroyed along with the land.”
"You sound like you haven't been hit by the guilt curse." Luo Binhan said, "If these things have nothing to do with guilt, you should be the most popular among us, right? Your face is covered in blood. ?Which one of us is innocent?"
When Luo Binhan said this, he began to realize how outrageous this was. A curse related to guilt caused the hostages, police and gangsters to suffer, and the only one who did not show any reaction was a perverted murderous horse. What can he learn from this? The world belongs to both light and darkness, but sooner or later the future will belong to the crazy killer horse of reason. He glanced at the lifeless monster next to Upsilon again.
"You're still on board," Asabam said.
"Is the wood talking?" Luo Binhan replied. He didn't want to wonder what Asabam meant anymore. But once the atmosphere fell into silence, he couldn't help but think about what Asabam and Upsilon had just said.
Eternity, he thought, was something that had nothing to do with him. Eternity had never beckoned to a creature like him, and so he turned a cold shoulder to eternity. That two-way contempt will stay with him until the end of his life. But he really couldn't shake off death. Sooner or later it would come and take away everything he had accumulated. Of course he could escape once or twice, but in the long run it was a fundamental despair, an inevitable and complete failure. It will come sooner or later. No one knows it, but no one is surprised. This great horror is like the giant fake bonsai tree in the center of the hotel lobby. It does exist, but no one seems to have witnessed it. They just ran around it and ran to the front of their minds.
The Dwarfs and the Everlights are arguing about death. He distinguished this matter carefully in his heart. Upsilon means well, no doubt, and is fighting to save lives so far, and that's of course very, very good. But if death cannot be avoided, then his efforts are ultimately meaningless. In the long run this is a losing battle, and in the long run nothing will change. As for Asabam? She admitted it, but it didn't make her honest. The Dwarfs pursue the Eternal Light Prophecy—no matter what it is, it doesn’t matter what it is—which means that they, like the Eternal Light Tribe, deny death. They, through some form not yet understood by him, seek a world without death.
In this way, the fundamental purpose of the Dwarf Star Guests is the same as that of the Yongguang Clan - is this really the case? Is that appropriate? In the long run, they may be pursuing the same picture, but can the same goal lead to such different behaviors? There can even be no selfish desires, no greed, no struggle for power and endless petty shortsightedness in individual lives in this conflict. They set out towards the same goal with such purity, and they were able to achieve the current situation. Doesn’t this mean that the good and evil of ideas and actions are ultimately separate, and they are completely self-talk and self-righteousness. But all that has nothing to do with him after all. Before all the arguments come to a conclusion or usher in destruction, he will no longer exist in this world.
He remained depressed and silent, drifting with the waves of his thoughts. This was his only boat, but other monsters climbed up on the boat.
"Now I understand what you are thinking." Garfield commented in a calm tone, "You are not completely incompetent, but you are a person who wants to die. I think it is interesting... you betrayed your biological.”
Come on, Luo Binhan said, it would be boring to bring this up any more.
He could feel that Garfield was very reluctant and wanted to give him some insights on this topic, and perhaps give him some tips for cannibal survival. That was really unnecessary. The survival tips of the volcano cave cannibals were only worth making up jokes to him.
"When are we leaving here?" he asked Upsilon.
"Oh, I'll probably have to wait until my strength is fully restored. If you feel tired, it's okay to rest for a while. I'll just keep an eye on the situation here."
That was a good suggestion, but Luo Binhan couldn't sleep. His mind was like an over-discharged lithium battery, with its activity greatly reduced and its reactions dull. But he didn’t want to be like a fool and keep throwing dice, or take out the deck and ask Upsilon if he wanted to play (he would rather believe that Yareliga was the mastermind behind the destruction of the Houyhnhnms than Asa Bam has her own deck). Now he longed for some irrelevant, cheap information to cover the dark thoughts in his head - and that's when he remembered The Complete Beginner's Guide to Dating.
