For a moment, the crack in the night sky was particularly bright.
It was just like the legendary lightning bolts crisscrossing each other, reflecting each other's brilliance.
Under the illumination of the 'lightning bolts', the demon's eyes were glittering with the brilliance of 'sincerity' as if they were translucent gems.
Enshrouded by the brilliance, the young man felt deeply guilty. He blamed himself for deceiving the demon, and he almost fell for it.
He knows! He knows that I've met A Boxing Champion before and that I'm shouldering the destiny of A Boxing Champion!
Gus shrieked in his heart.
After taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to calm himself down. Gazing at the dark night sky and the bottomless universe beyond the crack, Gus said somewhat absent-mindedly, "Give me a reason. Tell me why I should help you break through this illusory and painful world and go to another universe that is equally painful and illusory."
"Because it's closer to 'reality'."
Lu Qingchen paused for a moment and said, "Also, because it's the only thing that we can do."
"The only … thing that we can do?"
Gus opened his mouth. He wanted to say that there were many things that they could do, including enjoying an eternal life in a perfect paradise.
But on second thought, if the world was virtual, then everything that happened in this world, whether it was enjoyment, struggle, suffering, or struggle, was not "what people wanted to do". It was just something that the Creator allowed them, or even manipulated them, to do.
They couldn't choose at all. They wouldn't even realize the existence of options.
In an illusionary world created by the omniscient and omnipotent creator, everything was fake, except for one thing that could be real.
That was to rebel against the creator, find the loopholes in the illusionary world, go to the real universe of a higher level, and kill the creator!
"It seems that you've understood what I meant."
The demon looked at the young man, with a smile beaming out of his eyes. "How about it? Are you willing to join me?"
The demon extended his hand to the young man, but the young man was shivering.
The young man licked his lips and said in a shivering voice, "I — I don't know. You won't succeed."
"It depends on your definition of success."
"Everybody is going to die eventually. Even the world that they live in will be reduced to messy dust in billions of years, but it does not mean that everything that they do while they are alive is meaningless, and it does not mean that they have never succeeded," Lu Qingchen said.
"Most of the time, victory over the Creator is not necessarily a success. As long as you summon the courage to tear off the strings behind you, blow the horn of war against the Creator, and pursue a higher level of truth, this is a kind of success. And those who dare to do so, no matter what form they are in, whether they are made of data, cells, or electric currents, I believe that they are real human beings.
"Right now, two paths are before you, Gus. Do you want to be a virtual person for the rest of your life under the mercy of the creator in the perfect eternal paradise, or do you want to face our creator head-on through all the pain and torment in the chaotic and dark real world with me and become a real human being in the fierce battle with him?"
Gus's breath quickened.
The demon painted the most magnificent and gory picture for him. It was a real life that he had never imagined, which was painful and cruel but full of attraction.
"And then?"
The young man heard himself mumbling in a ghostly voice. "Assuming, and I'm saying assuming, that I really help you defeat A Boxing Champion, destroy the World of Boxing, and escape to the Pangu Universe, what will happen then?
"According to you, the Pangu Universe was created by an intelligent life of a higher level, too. Above your head, there is a creator similar to A Boxing Champion. You — no, we might even be the insignificant side characters in a certain story. Then, what should we do?
"Close your eyes and imagine that you live in a small village surrounded by mountains. Although you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you always feel aggrieved. You have been ambitious since you were a child to leave the village and see the outside world," the demon said.
"One day, you will grow into a young man with strong muscles and bones. You will prepare enough food and equipment. You will finally set off. You will climb all the way. You will wear out your hands and feet and even break your bones. You will be scarred all the way until you reach a place that no one has ever reached before. You will conquer the peak that was once unreachable and unreachable.
"As a result, when you stand on the top of the mountain, breathe the thin and cold air, and look at the world further away, what you see are only endless mountains, each taller than the last. What should you do at such a time?
"There is only one way to go, and that is to continue climbing and conquering all the mountains as far as your eyes can see, until the crisscrossing scars tear your body apart, the crisscrossing rocks grind your every bone, the last drop of your blood runs dry, your corpse shatters, and your life ends completely.
"The mountains are right there. What can we do other than keep climbing?"
Gus was silent.
In a trance, he felt that he was really hanging on the mountainside with wounds all over his body. Looking up, there were lofty mountains enshrouded in clouds and mist, and he could vaguely hear the cries of animals and birds. He did not know when he would reach the peak, nor did he know if the mountains behind the peak were higher than the last.
Looking down, it was the small village that he was familiar with, surrounded by mountains.
It was certainly difficult to climb up, and there was no end to it.
But he had seen the vastness of the world on the mountainside and knew that he had the ability to reach the peak.
Looking down at the secluded village and his past life, he felt that it was unbearable to retreat and spend the rest of his life in the village.
Up, down, and where should he go? The young man pondered deeply.
"You asked me, what should I do if the Pangu universe is really a scene in a story, and we are all characters in the story?"
Lu Qingchen smiled and said casually, "That's the biggest difference between Li Yao and me. I'm afraid that Li Yao will never consider such a question. He will be satisfied as long as he can defend the Pangu universe and the small world of Cultivation that has existed for forty thousand years.
"But if it's me, I will definitely try my best to escape from the story of Cultivation's forty thousand years and ascend to the universe of a higher dimension. I will find the creator of Cultivation's forty thousand years and kill him.
"That's right. If the Pangu universe and the world of Cultivation's forty thousand years are really a story, then only by killing the author of the story can we have real life and be counted as real human beings. Only then can we be closer to the ultimate truth.
"Of course, it's destined to be a long and arduous journey. It's too boring to embark on such a journey alone. So, I've been looking for companions and comrades. You are very lucky to be the first one that I've chosen. Let me ask you again. What do you think? Are you willing to ascend with me, kill all the creators who are above us and control our fate, and become real human beings?"
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