northernbook Chapter 735
Chapter 735
"Parasitic beast, gambler's glory..."
Shen Bei looked at the skill bar and skipped the two familiar abilities.
"Grip of Nothingness...Trace of Time...Hanged Man...Echo..."
It's dazzling, with so many kinds of mystical powers.
Although Shen Bei only took a quick glance, he concluded that the mysticism didn't seem to have any abilities that increased attack power. Instead, they were all strange and bizarre auxiliary abilities...
At this moment, Song You's voice was heard outside the door.
Shen Bei temporarily gave up his research, controlled Xiao K, and left Lina's room together.
The sunlight in the living room is soft, shining on the food on the table.
Song You made some simple breakfast.
He wanted to take this opportunity to enter Lina's room.
But unexpectedly, Shen Bei came out one step ahead.
What surprised Song You even more was that the person following closely behind was Xiao K who had come back from the dead!
He glanced at Shen Bei beside him without leaving any trace, and his voice trembled slightly, revealing a hint of uneasiness: "You, you did it?"
Song You has seen many living dead people.
Moreover, he had lived with Lina for a long time, so there was nothing surprising or alarming about it.
But Shen Bei’s part is really too outrageous!
I really want to pry open Shen Bei's head and see if there is a circuit board inside.
Is this a technology that humans can master?
I wouldn’t even dare to dream!
Shen Bei's face was calm, his tone was composed, as if he was stating something that was a matter of course: "Humans are so strange. When they want to break through themselves, they don't know how high their limit is."
Shen Bei looked at Xiao K with a smile.
Although he has no intelligence at all and is as stupid as a wooden stake, it is impossible for him to speak actively or feel the warmth and coldness of human nature.
But it is still a great help to Shen Bei.
But at this time Song You felt a little uncomfortable.
In his opinion, if Xiao K turned into a living dead, then something must have happened to Lina.
After all, Lina didn't come out.
There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds. This is Song You’s understanding.
Shen Bei seemed to notice Song You's frustration and sat down to eat his breakfast.
"Are you happy?" Shen Bei asked for no reason.
Song You was stunned, extremely puzzled, and responded: "My last name is Song, you know."
Shen Bei: ...
"I mean happiness."
"Oh... it's not bad."
Song You was sitting opposite Shen Bei and knew that there was something else behind Shen Bei's words. Although he was anxious to know about Lina's situation, he didn't want to show any urgency.
Shen Bei smiled the flawless smile of a housekeeper in a large mansion, cold and impeccable. "Then tell me what happiness is?"
Song You racked his brains to form words, but after a long while, he couldn't come up with much. He could only say, "Alive, right? That's how I feel."
Song You spoke very cryptically.
Is Lina dead or not? Give me some fucking answer!
I should laugh or cry, but there's no point in keeping my heart hanging in the balance!
Shen Bei's expression was indifferent, and Song You could not see any positive or negative feedback from his face: "Happiness is 'taking up', and peace of mind is letting go."
Song You's eyes suddenly shook.
What do these two sentences mean?
Can you be more down-to-earth?
Dead?
Lina must be dead, right?
Song You tried hard not to show his disappointment, but the disappointment was already written on his face.
"Alas, I'm already very satisfied. I might as well die." Song You muttered in a low voice.
"That's true. But if there were no death, no one would ponder the meaning of life."
Shen Bei and Song You talked about the meaning of life. Maybe Shen Bei was just too bored.
"Living without death isn't living; it's merely existing, no different from a stone. It's like a marathon with no end. Even the most determined runner would be discouraged and unable to move forward in the face of such a challenge. There's no such thing as an ideal that must be achieved 'in this lifetime.' Since time is endless anyway, such a person probably wouldn't even talk about it. If there were no death, then advanced civilization wouldn't even be possible. Conversely, the more vivid and imposing death becomes, the more people will ponder their relationship to the world."