I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 551, page 2.1-64: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
"Rules are made by the strong, and the weak can only obediently follow them," Mu Yegui said softly, looking up at the glowing beads on the wall.

“But humans…” Noyce said hesitantly.

Mu Yegui curled the corners of his lips at him and said, "I am not human, so even if I lived in human society, I would not have to abide by any rules. I do not need to wrong myself by doing anything. The strong are born to control all of this, so I do not need to listen to the weak pointing fingers at me."

The same applies to this world. The strongest among the players becomes the crown prince, the strongest among the crown princes becomes the king, and the strongest king sets the rules. Here, the ambitions of all creatures are clearly planned out.

Perhaps the first few who entered intended to leave, but the later players are pursuing greater power; their initial motivations have long since changed.

Mu Yegui had already realized this fact after the September instance. Leaving this world no longer held any appeal; everyone's goal was to become king, to become the ruler of this world.

It's an ambition, or perhaps a desire, but she understands it because everyone wants to become strong and then dominate the fate of others.

After all, she was born a strong person and was very familiar with this feeling, but she found it boring and empty. It was so meaningless to just casually erase a person's life; she was already tired of it.

Ultimately, the strongest can only stand alone at the top, experiencing the loneliness of being at the top, with no one to accompany them.

"Only the weak would want to dominate others' lives and be consumed by desire, because they were originally dominated, so they can't wait to turn the tables and become the masters," Mu Yegui commented.

"And what about you?" Noyce asked, puzzled.

"It's boring, I'm tired of it. Things that are too simple don't give me any reason to think about them. That's fine." Mu Yegui said casually, as if glancing at the sky was as simple and easy as she would do. She wouldn't pay attention to something that could be done so easily.

Noyce: "..." So for you, it's just a game now.

With a glance at Noyce, Mu Yegui said, “Not really. I just find the rules of this world very interesting and want to see what it can achieve, so I try to cooperate with it as much as possible.”

She paused, then added, "Following the rules to conquer dungeons is quite interesting; it's not as boring as I imagined."

"So this is what you really think," Noyce said dejectedly.

"We're not even on the same level, and I've tried my best to control my behavior and strength in order to comply with the human desire for fairness." I only went easy on them a little bit. Sometimes, if it weren't for their strong will, I would really like to praise them and say, "You've worked hard."

"The rules of this world are very special. Sometimes I am also influenced and controlled. I have never encountered anything like this before. It is very novel." Mu Yegui felt no humiliation at being caught. On the contrary, she enjoyed the feeling of being coerced. It gave her a strange sense of novelty.

“I used to think that a powerful person who was used to being able to command the wind and rain would feel humiliated when they fell from grace. It wasn’t until I met you that I realized that feeling humiliated is a feeling that arises when one is once weak, then becomes strong, and then becomes weak again, and then recalls the past. True strong people don’t know what humiliation is because they have never felt that feeling.” Noyce sighed softly and said slowly.

Because they've never experienced it, they don't know what it feels like to be weak. So when they suddenly become weak, they're often incredibly surprised by their experience, and might even feel a tinge of anticipation. Perhaps they've long been tired of their monotonous lives. Sometimes it just feels unfair; they were born strong, so how could they possibly understand the pain of the weak?
“There is always a gain for every loss. The born strong do not know the pain of the weak, but the weak also do not know the loneliness of the strong. Moreover, the weak have the opportunity to transform into the strong, while the strong either remain unchanged or can only become weak, because they are deprived of the right to become strong from the very beginning.” Mu Yegui said, looking at Noys’s expression.

She didn't know what the joy of victory was; to her, it was just something she took for granted. No matter how difficult the dungeon was, she felt no joy of conquest whatsoever.

Noyce chuckled and joked, "My lord, do I still have a chance to transform into a powerful being?"

“Apart from your mentality, you are already a strong person.” Mu Yegui looked at him seriously and nodded.

"I think I can still salvage my mental health," Noyce said with a pained expression.

"How do you want to save her?" Mu Yegui asked, tilting his head as he looked at Noyce.

Noyce lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "...I've never felt cared for or loved, and I don't have any friends. I don't want ordinary friends either. Can you...be my girlfriend?"

He really liked Mu Yegui. His heart would beat very fast when he saw her. His heart should be mechanical, so why did it become like this?
"I can't," Mu Yegui said, staring intently at Noyce.

“I see…” Noyce paused, then perked up again and said, “Then be my boyfriend! I just want to feel the care I’ve never felt before. It won’t affect your life or bother you too much.”

"Are you serious?" Mu Yegui casually picked up a dagger hanging on the wall, glanced at Noyce with his cold silver eyes, and said.

"I'm very serious." Noyce straightened his expression. In fact, he already regretted it, but the words had been spoken and couldn't be taken back, so he could only stand there with a stiff upper lip.

I don't know how much he likes me, and even if he does, it's at most a good feeling, not enough to develop into something more. But somehow he just blurted it out.

Deep down, he still harbored a sliver of expectation. He wanted to experience this special feeling; the person in front of him was the only one so far who would give him a different feeling, something that was definitely different.

“I can’t agree to that, but you can think about it carefully for a while. I’ll give you another chance. Tell me when you’ve thought it through.” Mu Yegui naturally saw his expression. She shook her head and said softly.

Saying I'm giving him a chance is really just a way to let him calm down. Only then will he realize what he said in a moment of impulsiveness.

Noyce: "..." Thank goodness he didn't agree, he really regretted it!! He was so rude, he's repenting, please don't mind him!

(End of this chapter)