"yes!"
"What's alive is just a shell, or rather, a special beast."
"But I helped him not because I wanted to get any results, but because it would make me happy and give him peace of mind."
"If I turn a blind eye, I will keep replaying this scene in my mind for many days to come, and it will become a mental barrier for me. On the contrary, I helped him, but he was not grateful and even hurt me. "
"So what? I no longer feel uneasy. I did what I thought I should do. My conscience no longer feels guilty. My moral values and sense of right and wrong have been maintained and stabilized. Many years later , even though the world has turned into ruins. But standing in these ruins, with ragged clothes, haggard appearance, and hungry stomach, I can still proudly call myself a human being." The Galaxy Man spoke slowly, his voice was like A calm stream.
Aimo Komodo suddenly didn’t know how to evaluate the person in front of him.
From a certain perspective, this person is selfish.
What he is really obsessed with is only the good and evil in his own heart, and then he forcibly attaches and bestows this good and evil on other individuals.
This kind of goodwill is like going against the social process and forcefully doing something inappropriate.
For example, at the peak of slave society, we vigorously promoted the emancipation of slaves.
For example, in the era of feudal society, we asked for the rule of law and humanitarianism.
Behavior that seems to adhere to 'morality' will actually bring greater turmoil and unrest to the entire society.
causing more casualties and tragedy.
What is achieved in the end is personal inner peace.
Is this right or wrong?
If we stick to our morals and bottom line, will it one day become the devil's original sin?
"A person who is good and evil only for himself? Is this narrow-minded and selfish, or is he noble and great?" Aimo Komodo fell into confusion.
He was in this confusion.
He traveled around the world, saw many civilizations, and passed countless ruins.
He was once full of enthusiasm, but in the suffering, he became strong and cold.
He was still hot inside.
Countless nights, I felt tortured by my own powerlessness.
It may not be difficult to help someone for a while.
But what about after that moment?
Perhaps the person who was helped will fall into more irreparable suffering.
Everything seems to have fallen into an inexplicable strange circle.
It is a network created layer by layer by many interest groups.
Aimo Komodo learned many different things, but could not find a way to tear open this web.
Looking at the Galaxy Man in front of him, Aimo Komodo's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"If...the rumors of the Galaxy human race and the Galaxy civilization are true, then does he have the path I am looking for?" Aimo Komodo stared at the Galaxy man.
Then he requested in the most sincere tone: "I am impressed by your heart. You have a noble and unswerving soul, so... may I have the honor to study with you for a period of time?"
Aimo Komodo looked at the Galaxy man expectantly, waiting for the answer.
He once asked some Galaxy people for advice.
But in his opinion, those Galaxy people were already crazy.
Full of 'false lies'.
Aimo Komodo believes in the greatness of the galactic civilization.
But I don’t believe in the bottomless, endless greatness that those people in the galaxy say.
Any civilization should have its limits and extremes of performance.
Whether it’s the technology side or the practice side, or both.
This is not just the statistics of many great scholars and sages.
This is the 'correct' answer that Aimo Komodo got after traveling around the world.
No more doubts.
"However, the Galaxy man in front of me seems different. He has an independent and firm mind, and he will definitely not fall into an endless delusion because his homeland has become the territory of outsiders." Aimo Komodo thought to himself.
"What can you learn from me?" The Galaxy Man looked at Aimo Komodo.
His expression was filled with sadness for a moment.
"Our homeland is no longer there, and our civilization, morality, and ideas are no longer the most innovative or advanced. Although it still has merit, it cannot help you in this troubled world. In it, find all the ways to find stability.”
"You still need to find the answer yourself. I can't help you, and no one can help you." The Galaxy Man said, flicking his cloak, and he strode forward quickly.
Aimo Komodo wanted to catch up, but found that he couldn't keep up with the galactic man.
After rounding three corners, Aimo Komodo lost the trace of the Galaxy man.
What Aimo Komodo couldn't detect was.
In the clouds floating above him, in all directions, there were no less than thirty surveillance points.
Many powerful technological weapons, magic weapons, witchcraft tools, etc. have been moved away from their positioning and aiming.
Not only is it no longer directed against the Galaxy Man, it is no longer directed against Emer Komodo.
Messages converge and travel in one direction.
Although those aliens who rushed into the ancestral star seemed to have destroyed the signal base on the ancestral star and blocked the signal transmission of the entire ancestral star.
But in fact... what was destroyed was only the shallowest layer.
Those real signals are often enough to span the boundless galaxy.
They dock with some particles located in the dark plane and are difficult to completely block.
In other words...the only ones who have truly lost contact and ability to communicate are some ordinary galactic civilians and miscellaneous soldiers.
In a spherical building.
King Naoxiong of the True Realm has just dealt with two 'travelers' who were causing trouble in his world.
These time travelers are not native species.
Rather, some existence, after being given a 'gold finger', stirred fate from other dimensions or parallel universes and threw it into his world.
These time travelers are like viruses.
Using the ability of Golden Finger, he became powerful in the world of True King at an extremely fast speed.
Moreover, almost all of them regard Shin Kaio's 'sect' as an enemy that must be defeated, and carry out all kinds of destabilization and damage.
Some are of the direct opposition, fight-to-die type.
Some of them are secretly lurking in his sect, doing some sneaky things and selling the meat of others.
Shang Xiong knew that this was because he had too much momentum now and was too popular.
Some people can't stand it and are deliberately messing with him.
But these are just minor issues.
Shang Xiong frowned as he checked the message he had just received.
"Feng Linwen? Isn't he fighting with Fifth Master Qiao?"
"Why did you suddenly pull out your hand and pay attention to Aimo Komodo?"
"What does he mean?" In Shang Xiong's hand, a delicate and small golden differential engine appeared. Various possibilities and variables, combined with known information, were summarized and sorted in it, and then gathered into pieces of ideas, flowing out Enter Shangxiong's soul.
