Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Su Ming looked at the fairy tale.

The story is still short.

Its name is: The Wonderful World Outside the Well.

The little spider finally crawled out of the well.

The sunlight shone on it, warm and ticklish.

For the first time, it felt that being bathed in light was so comfortable.

The outside world is so big!

It was bigger than anything it had ever seen.

It climbed and climbed until it came to a grassy area.

The grass blades were tall and dense, each one much larger than the little spider's body.

Suddenly, a huge thing flew overhead.

The wind from its flapping wings made the little spider cling tightly to the blade of grass, almost getting swept away.

"What is that?"

It was terrified.

The little spider was so frightened that it ran away quickly.

It ran and ran until it came to a winding, shiny thing with lots of stones inside.

"How beautiful!" said the little spider.

So it went inside.

The rushing water swept it away, nearly drowning it.

"How scary."

It clung tightly to a tree branch, staring in terror at the shimmering, flowing, terrifying thing.

Now, it dares not go anywhere.

The world outside the well is too big and too dangerous.

There are so many things it has never seen before and cannot understand.

It was getting dark.

The little spider saw real night for the first time.

At the bottom of the well, the darkness is small and round, like a piece of cloth covering the well opening.

But now.

The sky is like a giant lid, pressing down from all directions.

There were no walls, no boundaries; darkness swallowed everything in an instant.

The little spider was terrified.

It raised its head and saw many small points of light in the distance.

"Is it a star?" The little spider remembered the bright star at the well's mouth.

"So stars actually grow on trees."

The next day, the little spider continued on its way.

It saw a bare tree.

The tree was very tall, and many strings hung from it.

The little spider thought: I can weave a web here.

It climbed up.

But just as they climbed halfway up, they suddenly heard a buzzing sound.

Looking up, I saw a giant insect hanging in the air.

Its wings are transparent and shiny, it has six legs, and its beak is like a long needle.

"Buzz—what are you?" the insect asked.

"I am a little spider."

"A spider?" the insect laughed. "What are you trying to do climbing up here?"

"I want to weave a net."

"Weaving a web?" the insect asked. "Do you know where you are?"

"If you touch those wires, you'll be burned to death."

The little spider was startled: "Burn to death?"

"Yes," the insect said, "these threads carry a force."

"That kind of power can make things glow, heat up, and rotate."

"But if you touch it..."

The insect made a face: "Smack! You'll turn to ash."

The little spider quickly climbed down from the tree, its heart pounding wildly.

The insect sighed, "Be careful, this world is becoming less and less suitable for us."

evening.

The little spider saw the stars in the distance again.

One, two, three, densely packed together.

The stars stretched out in a row, turning the entire sky yellow.

And the new friend it just made today.

It was burned to death by one of the brightest stars.

Slap it.

It's gone.

Those weren't the stars I saw in the well.

It was so scared that it kept running away.

Sudden.

A loud sound rang out.

It doesn't understand.

I could only feel the earth shaking.

It was a gigantic figure it had never seen before.

Eyes even larger than its own are staring at it.

Then, the enormous figure produced a particularly dazzling star.

This star seems to have been created just for me.

It kept looking at itself.

The sound rang out again.

The enormous figure moved.

The little spider ran as fast as it could.

It squeezed into a crevice.

The earthquake lasted for quite some time before slowly subsiding.

But the little spider remained huddled in the crevice, barely daring to breathe.

But it survived.

What is that?

The little spider gave them names.

They cried out: How terrifying!

After reading this fairy tale, Su Ming knew that it wasn't written for him, but for Wen Qi.

He could actually understand the metaphors in the content.

It simply means that after the little spider crawled out of the well, it discovered that the outside world was vast and dangerous.

It was surrounded by things it couldn't understand.

For example, a bird flying across the sky almost drowned its river.

The stars in this story grow on trees.

Su Ming believes that it most likely refers to human-made streetlights.

That tree covered in wires must be a utility pole.

The little spider wanted to weave a web on the telephone pole, but luckily it was dissuaded by the insects nearby.

The act of weaving a net itself signifies effort and hope.

But in this vast, unknown world, even a net cannot be formed at will.

And that insect died in the brightest star.

That star most likely refers to a mosquito killer.

The final, enormous figure was named "So Scary" by the little spider.

In fact, this enormous figure should be a person.

What he's holding is probably a flashlight.

He spotted the little spider and was probably a little curious.

But for the little spider, it was a catastrophe.

It ran desperately, hiding in the crevices, thinking it had escaped death, but in reality, the humans were most likely just passing by.

The "terrifying" it described only referred to the human appearance and size.

But what humans are most powerful are their intelligence and all sorts of tools that they cannot understand at all.

For example.

It doesn't know what electricity is, nor does it know what a light is, let alone what a flashlight is.

Judging from these metaphors...

Chen Zhiwei was pointing out that humans are like a spider in a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.

It longs to leave the well and search for the star in its heart.

In reality, the outside of the well is even more dangerous.

On the contrary, the inside of the well seemed safe.

This means that staying on a certain doomsday scenario is actually the safest option.

Because this doomsday line will isolate you from all external dangers.

"So that's how it is."

Su Ming stroked his chin.

If the doomsday line of 2003 is not severed.

It appears to be the end of humanity, but in reality, it is the rebirth of the pseudo-human, the collapse of the old order and the birth of new rules.

Even a fake person is still a person, just another kind of person.

This confirms one of Tangtang's answers at the time.

She said, "If it dies, can I turn it into a ghost?"

The general idea is that since we can't fight against it, we should open our arms and choose to join in.

Global anomalies have led us to join the ranks of pollution sources.

The name "Pollution Source" and the name "How Terrible" actually mean the same thing.

These are all names defined by one's own limited understanding of things that are not yet understood.

The source of pollution may be more terrifying than anyone imagines.

It may never have shown its true power from beginning to end.

This is a very negative interpretation, and it represents a last resort or unavoidable choice.

If there is truly no way to resist.

Chen Zhiwei hoped that Su Ming could choose an apocalypse that he could barely bear, and then embrace it.

But this is only the information that Su Ming can currently capture.

There must be parts inside that I don't understand.

That was what Chen Zhiwei told Wen Qi.

Therefore, Su Ming immediately took out the first fairy tale.

"The Little Spider and the Black Stone" and "The Wonderful World Outside the Well"

He looked at the two fairy tales from every angle, from left to right, from top to bottom, turning them over and over, examining them thoroughly.

At that moment, he actually felt like he was doing a reading comprehension exercise.

"Su Ming".

It was only the sudden sound that interrupted Su Ming's thoughts.

He looked up sharply; it was Yu Mengnian.

I don't know when she arrived.

"You've come at the right time! Quickly, help me see what these two fairy tales left behind by Chen Zhiwei mean!"

Yu Mengnian took it with a slight doubt.

She had read the first fairy tale before.

Now I've finished reading the second fairy tale.

Her analysis was basically consistent with Su Ming's own analysis.

"Isn't that wrong?" Yu Mengnian asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Otherwise, you can go and ask Chen Zhiwei directly."

That's a good idea.

But would Chen Zhiwei say it?

If she were willing to speak, why would she use such a subtle way to convey the message to Wen Qi?

Wen Qi, on the other hand, never mentioned it from beginning to end.

The more Su Ming thought about it, the more it itched in his heart.

"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to find Lin Jiajia."

Leaving these words behind, Su Ming activated Boundary Blur and vanished instantly.

Lin Jiajia has returned from the headquarters of the anomaly.

He looked extremely haggard.

I'm currently catching up on sleep in my room, the door is locked tight.

It wasn't to guard against thieves, but to guard against Chen Zhiwei.

The next instant, the space inside the room twisted, and Su Ming took a step out.

He shook Lin Jiajia awake from her deep sleep.

"Quick, help me figure out what these two fairy tales are about."

Lin Jiajia opened her eyes, feeling dizzy.

Seeing Su Ming so close to her, she was so frightened that her whole body was trembling.

You can see the notebook that Su Ming handed over.

She was quickly drawn to the two fairy tales and then became completely absorbed in them.

After a long while, Lin Jiajia closed her notebook.

Su Ming quickly leaned closer, his eyes burning: "How is it? Did you figure it out?"

Lin Jiajia's analytical abilities are terrifying.

Otherwise, Su Ming wouldn't have sought her out.

"Your Majesty...please...please don't get so close to me."

"I...I'm a little scared."

Su Ming consciously stepped back a little, staring at her with bright eyes.

Lin Jiajia was stared at so intently that she lowered her head, her face flushed red, and she was practically steaming from her hair.

It took Lin Jiajia quite a while to calm down.

She pointed to the notebook and said, "Your Majesty, I believe you have already understood the general meaning of these two fairy tales."

The first story, "The Little Spider and the Black Stone," suggests that the apocalypse cannot be ended by human intervention unless it dissipates on its own.

"The second story, 'The Wonderful World Outside the Well,' refers to choosing a doomsday scenario and joining it if all else fails."

Before Su Ming could ask, Lin Jiajia spoke up.

"But Your Majesty, what you truly want to know is a deeper meaning."

"It was Chen Zhiwei who conveyed this to Wen Qi, and she didn't want you to understand."

Su Ming nodded repeatedly.

As expected of Lin Jiajia, she guessed the core idea before I even asked.

"Ms. Wen Qi, didn't I tell you?" Lin Jiajia asked tentatively in a low voice.

Seeing Su Ming's dark expression, she quickly added.

"Your Majesty, perhaps you simply didn't ask."

"If you ask, Ms. Wen Qi should be able to tell you."

"It's actually very simple."

Lin Jiajia didn't dare delay and immediately said, "The core of the first fairy tale can be summed up in one word: escape!"

"Chen Zhiwei is asking," she glanced cautiously at Su Ming before whispering, "Will she... escape from the King's side?"

Su Ming's pupils contracted slightly.

Because he once again thought of the incident where Wen Qi's favorability rating dropped.

Wen Qi's favorability rating is now at its maximum.

So, is it possible for her to lower the favorability rating?

I don't know.

Seeing Su Ming's furrowed brows, Lin Jiajia's voice became even softer, almost as if she were talking to herself.

"Your Majesty, the core of the second fairy tale is two words."

"regret."

"She was asking Wen Qi if he would regret it if he really chose to run away?"

Seeing that Su Ming remained silent, Lin Jiajia also dared not speak.

When Su Ming stood up, she was so frightened that she hugged the blanket and shrank to the edge of the bed: "Your Majesty... I might have guessed wrong, please don't take it seriously..."

Su Ming remained silent.

He gently patted Lin Jiajia's head and instructed her, "Don't tell anyone about tonight's events."

After saying that, Su Ming disappeared.

Lin Jiajia stared at the spot where Su Ming had disappeared, and it took her a long time to calm her wildly beating heart.

Then, she lowered her head and murmured in a voice only she could hear.

"They, we..."

"Wow, that's amazing!"