nagpurpolice Chapter 2918 General Red and Sun Fuling
Chapter 2918 General Red and Sun Fuling
Chapter 2918 General Red and Sun Fuling
He Lingchuan also exclaimed with feeling, "If not me, then who?"
The so-called sense of mission begins with empathy. Only by being part of this group, truly experiencing the bullying of the strong, the suffering of the weak, the cruelty of struggle, the injustice of fate, and the gap between oneself and the strong, can one develop a grand vision.
Being lectured by someone directly makes it impossible to feel this way; even as an observer for ten thousand years, one would not feel this sense of mission.
Sun Fuling nodded and intertwined her fingers with his: "Later, when Panlong was defeated, I hated the injustice of Heaven! The moment I was taken into the Great Square Pot, I vowed that if I could return to the mortal world, I would definitely kill all the Heavenly Demons!"
Time brews fine wine in other pots, but in the large pot, it brews her hatred.
“But one day, you obtained the Divine Bone Necklace and the Floating Life Blade, and I also woke up,” Sun Fuling said slowly. “Through the Divine Bone Necklace, I saw the outside world and suddenly calmed down. I thought that although Panlong City had been defeated, this world had not completely fallen into the hands of the Heavenly Demons, and Dafanghu and I still had a chance.”
He Lingchuan gripped her hand tightly. For warriors like them, defeat was not the end, nor was death.
He changed the subject: "Why did you choose me?"
"Choose you?"
"Who gave me the Floating Life Blade, it was Da Fanghu or Lord Zhong?"
"It is a trace of my father's lingering regret left in the pot, but it has also gained the approval of the Great Pot." She smiled and said, "Perhaps my father chose you because you and I are both in the form of a Great Heavenly Demon."
"Is it that simple?" He Lingchuan was somewhat disappointed. "I thought I was the chosen one."
Then again, back then he had just arrived in this world and was still presuming to be the carefree He Lingchuan. When Zhong Shengguang first saw him, he should have thought this kid was unreliable; how could he entrust his daughter to him?
“You’re not wrong in thinking that way.” Sun Fuling smiled, revealing dimples on her cheeks, dimples that He Lingchuan was very familiar with. “But the collaborators chosen by the Great Pot are only a matter of fate and luck, never a lack of willpower or character. The fact that it chose you must be because it has discovered qualities that others cannot see, such as being exceptionally lucky.”
That's true. Both Prince Yuan and Zhong Shengguang were fighters who were determined to fight to the end and were willing to sacrifice themselves for their ideals. They were just unlucky, or perhaps the time was not right.
Therefore, the one whom Dafanghu once again chose, He Lingchuan, possessed the most precious quality: "the chosen one of destiny".
But Sun Fuling's bluntness still made He Lingchuan a little unhappy, as if his current success was all due to luck.
Sun Fuling saw right through his thoughts and gently tugged at his hair:
"This is just my speculation; I don't know the true selection criteria of Dafanghu. Besides, you understand without me saying it, right? Man proposes, God disposes. Sometimes everything is ready, but it just needs that final push. Whether or not the wind comes is the dividing line between success and failure. You see, isn't luck important?"
Looking back on the past twenty years, He Lingchuan wondered how many coincidences and opportunities had occurred. If any one of them had been missing, he would not have reached his current position, obtained his current status, or achieved his current success.
He looked at Sun Fuling and smiled slightly: "If a girl is too smart, she won't be cute."
“It’s alright.” Sun Fuling blinked. “You’ve been unlovable ever since you started killing people.”
He Lingchuan lowered his head and played with her hands. These hands only looked slender, but the number of people she had killed was no less than that of the Nine Nether Emperor.
"How could I possibly like a weak woman who can't even kill a chicken?" he said leisurely. "The only one qualified to stand beside the reincarnated dragon god is, of course, a phoenix that has been reborn from the ashes."
Sun Fuling couldn't help but laugh, her cheeks flushing.
Any girl would blush when she received such a compliment.
He Lingchuan then asked her:
"Why are there both Red General and Sun Fuling in the Panlong world? This does not conform to history."
After he became Dafanghu's new collaborator, Dafanghu reconstructed the history of Panlong City and used it to deduce the breakthrough of Yuan Power. Logically speaking, Dafanghu should restore history as much as possible to ensure the rationality of the deduction process.
How could it allow a fictional character like Sun Fuling to appear?
“Because in my previous life…” she paused, “I had merged with the consciousness of the Black Dragon and the divine essence of Mitian, and my soul was already extremely strong. The Great Square Pot can deceive the memories of the Panlong army and civilians, making them believe that they live in the real time and space, but it cannot do this to me.”
He Lingchuan understood immediately: "It can't erase your memories, so it can't erase your past."
Sun Fuling, or rather Zhong Wuhan, is an extremely unique being. Even while she was still in her mother's womb, her soul was continuously being transformed by the power of the Black Dragon. The Great Square Pot also, to some extent, fused with the power of the Black Dragon God. She and the pot share a portion of their power, which greatly limits the influence the Great Square Pot can have on her.
“That’s right. So before the Panlong World opened, I extracted my original consciousness and all my memories, creating another ‘me’.”
"That is, Sun Fuling?" Even He Lingchuan thought it was a very clever solution:
The Panlong world cannot exist without the participation of General Red; she is the soul of this world. However, if she retains all her memories, she is destined to be unable to act and fight like other soldiers and civilians, which contradicts the purpose of the Great Square Pot's world-building. Therefore, it is necessary to separate the role of "General Red."
“Yes.” She nodded. “The ‘Red General’ whose consciousness and memories were extracted can fight alongside the soldiers and civilians in the Panlong World; while Sun Fuling has been given a special identity: the temporary spirit of the Great Square Pot.”
“The Great Pot actually has a spirit. It was originally the Black Dragon God, and then a wisp of my father’s remnant will.” She sighed. “After my father’s remnant will handed the Floating Life Blade to you, it disappeared on its own, and that’s when I woke up and took over.”
"At this time, the Great Square Pot also urgently needs a spirit, which can help it grasp the real-time trends of evolution and guide new collaborators in the Panlong World in a timely manner, namely you. So, this is a perfect match."
Upon hearing this, He Lingchuan couldn't help but touch his nose. Sure enough, from the perspectives of Da Fanghu and General Hong at the beginning, he was indeed an unreliable kid who needed patient guidance.
She said softly, "I have the right to freely travel between the Great Square Pot and the Panlong World, but I cannot change the course of history, hinder the Great Square Pot's deductions, or reveal heavenly secrets to you; in addition, I cannot appear in the same space as General Hong, otherwise it will cause a powerful paradox."
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