From the end of the world

Chapter 82 Transcendentalism 3
At the end, Lu Youxun's attitude was particularly solemn.

This was outside a barbecue restaurant, and there were steaming skewers on the plastic table between us, so it shouldn't have been a serious occasion. However, his overly serious look suppressed all these elements of the situation, and made us involuntarily want to take this invitation seriously.

I thought about it for a moment, then said, "Before I answer you, I want to ask you a question."

"You say." Lu Youxun nodded.

"I now understand that Luo Shan is destined to become the ruler of this society, but you also mentioned before that the goal of both Zhu Shi's mountain and your mountain of supernaturalism is to become the ruler, but the methods of ruling are different. In this case, why should I choose you instead of Zhu Shi?" I asked back.

"Did you choose Zhu Shi because you like her?" he was curious.

"Zhu Shi is my friend, so I will naturally choose her first." I said, "Besides, there is another reason why I find it difficult to accept you."

He asked seriously, "What is it?"

"You transcendentalists want to rely on violence to enslave ordinary people. I won't say that this is unreasonable, but I feel that it is a bit tasteless," I said.

"Tasteless..." He was stunned.

At this point, I realized that this seemed like an opportunity to ask a question that was very important to me.

"Besides, the methods you used in the past also struck me as tasteless."

He looked confused. "Did we do anything to you?"

"Not to me, but to the amnesiac girl." I tried my best to maintain my acting skills. "Agent Kong mentioned to me that you used fabricated charges to smear the girl whose good and evil were still unknown, and you also wanted to execute first and report later, asking the public security department to confirm the charge, right?
"Even if that amnesiac girl could be the clue to the cure for amnesia, you are still too unscrupulous to do this. Since you think you represent a great force, why not show an upright demeanor instead of using such an unorthodox method?"

He seemed to be stumped by my question and showed a complicated expression: "This..."

However, this is not what I really want to ask. I have no interest in moral accusations. What follows is my goal.

"You don't need the help of the public security department. You have the skills to find the amnesiac girl, don't you?" I said, "For example, you have the magic of divination, don't you? Although I don't understand the principles of divination, if you just want to find a missing person, it should be easy for you. Didn't we find that weirdo before with your help?

"Even if you are incapable of doing it, there should be demon hunters who are good at divination on your hill or other hills. Are you the only one responsible for finding the amnesiac girl, and no one else can join in?"

Hearing this, he immediately sighed: "On the contrary..."

"On the contrary?" I wondered.

"There are so many people in Luoshan who want to find the amnesiac girl that they can't even be counted. They include people from the mountain I'm on as well as people from other mountains. There are also many of the 'other fortune tellers' you mentioned." He gave an answer that was beyond expectations.

I was even more suspicious: "Then... according to what you said, why is she still missing?"

"Because of competition," he said. "There are too many people who want to find the Lost Soul Girl, but there is only one Lost Soul Girl. Whoever gets her first will leave empty-handed. Some of them realized that they were slow and couldn't get the first prize, so they thought, 'Since I can't get it, at least I can't let my opponent get it,' and then they hindered her."

"That is to say, the reason why she cannot be found by the fortune teller..." I vaguely realized the reason.

And he really gave the shocking answer: "The hospital where she used to stay has biological materials such as her blood and hair. Some people intend to use these materials as a medium to predict her whereabouts, while others use them as a medium to impose strong anti-divination protection on her who does not know where she is.

"The reason I was able to read the land's memory and get her photo last time was because the target of my divination was someone who had nothing to do with her, so I got lucky. Now I have become aware of her, and even if I repeat the last action, I won't get the same result."

I was totally dumbfounded.

Yes, I took it for granted. I knew that Luoshan had many hills, but I still unconsciously regarded Luoshan as a whole, thinking that they would all agree to find Ma Zao.

However, that was not the case at all. I was wondering why I was able to hide Ma Zao at home for so many days in the past, and why such a powerful organization could not find Ma Zao now - they actually started fighting behind the scenes before finding Ma Zao.

The "turbulent undercurrent behind the scenes" that I had been worrying about all the time in the past turned out to be so turbulent!
"So, the reason why you acted like that was because..."

"I won't make excuses about this matter. It's true that we weren't fair enough." Lu Youxun sighed, "Some of us saw that there were so many competitors and couldn't help but feel anxious. When people are anxious, they tend to be unreasonable and think of taking shortcuts, even if they have to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals."

"I see..." I felt that the cloud of doubt that had been hanging over my head for a long time finally dissipated. "I hope you don't have too many misunderstandings about us. That kind of unrighteous behavior is not our norm." He said, "And for you, we will also adopt a peaceful way of communication as much as possible."

Seeing that he brought the topic to me, I couldn't help but be alert: "For example?"

"You want to hide your true power level from others, I will help you hide it." He actually said, "My previous spying on you was just to fulfill my duty as Luoshan Patrol. Now I want to express my goodwill to you on behalf of the Transcendentalism."

"What if I want you to keep it a secret from your colleagues and superiors?" I probed.

He nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Is this okay? Is he serious? Is he lying to me? I couldn't figure out his intentions for a moment.

"Since I have confirmed that you are a super strong person who can even master elementalization, then I will naturally respect your will and at least not do anything that will anger you." He said seriously, "Also, you said before that our supernormalism will enslave mortals, right? This view is also Zhu Shi's misunderstanding of us, a stereotype."

"What?" I was surprised again.

"What I'm going to say next is not just words. It just so happens that I gave you the Black Rope Lock Heart Ring before, you can use it on me." He gestured.

"Are you serious?" I asked back.

He made a "please" gesture.

This is a good opportunity to use a new prop. I also want to try it, but is it really okay to use it on someone I know? After observing him for more than ten seconds, I saw that he didn't seem to be bluffing, so I took out the ring he just gave me, which seemed to be woven with iron wire, and put it on the middle finger of my right hand.

Immediately, I felt my right hand suddenly become lighter, as if the entire palm had disappeared. In fact, my right hand was still there, but it had become translucent like a phantom. I couldn't grab the skewers with this hand, as if it had become a ghost's hand.

I looked at Lu Youxun again. He looked normal, with his hands on the table, and he stood straight, looking at me. If I continued to be shy, people would look down on me. So I stopped being polite and reached out to grab his chest.

My right hand passed through his clothes, through his flesh and sternum, and then touched something tough and alive, strong and regularly beating, wet.

It's his heart.

I held his heart, and a sense of enlightenment rose from my heart, as if the ring was speaking to me - from then on, he could neither lie nor remain silent, and could only answer my questions.

"What do you mean when you say that Zhu Shi's misunderstanding is that transcendentalism will enslave ordinary people?" I asked.

"This is not only Zhu Shi's misunderstanding, but also a misunderstanding of some transcendentalists. In fact, the world that transcendentalism really wants to depict does not require enslaving mortals at all."

Even though his heart was held, Lu Youxun remained calm and said calmly: "After the world of transcendence is achieved, just like the demon hunter will become a monk, Luo Shan will no longer be Luo Shan, but will be transformed and given a more appropriate name. It may be 'Heaven', or it may be something else... We will stand in the sky, do you understand what this means?"

"I don't quite understand." I looked into his eyes.

"In ancient mythology, even servants of gods and immortals are not something that mortals can do," he said frankly. "Just like in Journey to the West, the ones who can guard the houses of gods and Buddhas must be spirit beasts; and even the lowest-ranking soldiers in heaven are not something that mortals can do. Of course, our transcendentalism is far from being as majestic as the heaven in Journey to the West, but there is really no need to let mortals do our work and run around for us."

"You're exaggerating too much. Ordinary people's physical strength is indeed far inferior to that of demon hunters, but the same cannot be said for their mental power. They can still manipulate technological creations and generate tremendous power." I questioned while holding his heart, but I couldn't sense any lie from this steady heartbeat.

"This is the argument of Zhu Shi. However, there is a huge gap in status between monks and mortals. Even the difference in skin color and facial features between humans is enough to become the fuse of mutual contempt and hatred, let alone such a huge disparity in power?" He said in a deep voice, "Transcendentalism does not care about the life and death of mortals. This kind of ruthless rule is fair to mortals.

"On the other hand, what about those monks like Zhu Shi who want to get along well with mortals? I can bet my heart on predicting to you that when the time comes, the ones who will truly enslave mortals and turn them all into slaves will definitely not be us, but them.

“It is their ideas that are the most dangerous.”

His heart was beating steadily as usual.

Even after returning home, this feeling still lingers in my palms.

(End of this chapter)