I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

Upper City, Eden Floating Island.

The android butler slid to the sofa and tossed a poster into the air.

"Young Master, Yu Huashi, the author of 'To Live,' will be live streaming holographically tonight at 8 PM."

"The number of reservations has exceeded two million."

Lu Chenyuan raised his eyes.

The poster had a line of text on it.

[For any questions regarding matters outside the book, please feel free to ask online.]

"Answering questions..."

Lu Chenyuan read it aloud softly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In his view, this was somewhat overestimating his abilities.

People in the lower city spend their energy every day on the next vial of nutrient solution, the next dose of medicine, and the next job.

They are not stupid.

There simply isn't enough time or resources to understand how the world actually works.

Lu Chenyuan received the best education in the Upper District from a young age.

Philosophy, history, ethics, and art.

Those things that require stability and leisure to nurture are, for him, merely part of his upbringing.

What separates him from Yu Wen is not just wealth.

Instead, they are two completely different worlds.

"It shouldn't have been this fast."

According to Lu Chenyuan's original plan, he would secretly escalate the plagiarism scandal.

When Weiguang could no longer withstand the pressure, he terminated his contract with Yuwen.

After Yu Wen lost his reputation, income, and voice, he fell back into that moldy basement.

When that time comes, Lu will go to the Seventh Slum and bring him back.

But now, Yu Wen has taken the initiative to stand in front of two million people.

"That saves me some trouble."

Lu Chenyuan put down his wine glass.

He's no longer prepared to follow that path of plagiarism.

After the publication of "The Little Prince", it is hard to believe the claim that "Yu Huashi only steals works from the old era".

What truly concerned him were "To Live" and "The Little Prince," which twice in a row rendered Lu's top-notch emotional model ineffective.

A young man living in the downtown area was able to write things that machines could not accurately replicate.

The value of this mind far exceeds the gains from a few books.

Pei Zhixing's proposed method is quite interesting.

He no longer dwells on the source of the work, but is prepared to interrogate the spiritual core of "To Live", forcing Yu Wen to explain fate, suffering and life and death.

If an author cannot answer the questions raised in their own work, readers will naturally have doubts.

Does he deserve this work?

However, Lu Chenyuan still felt that this approach was too bookish.

Those abstract questions don't have standard answers.

The more vague the question, the more room Yu Wen has to dodge it.

What is truly unavoidable is the chasm between the Upper Town and the Lower Town that has existed since the moment of birth.

In "To Live", the people around Fugui die one after another.

In the end, only an old man and an old ox remained.

That was the typical fate of the downtown area.

There was neither choice nor a way out.

We can only endure it.

Lu Chenyuan was born in the Upper City District.

His body has been adjusted with the best technology, so he will not suffer from hunger or disease, and even aging can be continuously delayed.

He will probably never experience a life like Fugui's.

There's no need to think about why, after enduring so much, one should continue living.

We are all human beings.

One born in the clouds.

One was born at the bottom of a ditch.

This difference has nothing to do with effort or character.

From the very beginning, fate had already made the choice for them.

This was the question Lu Chenyuan was preparing to throw at Yu Wen.

He wanted to use his near-perfect life to contrast with Fugui's life, which was stripped of everything by fate.

They also compared themselves to Yu Wen, who lived in a basement, sat in a wheelchair, and for whom even standing up was a luxury.

There's no need to argue.

There's no need for mockery.

If you place these two kinds of lives side by side in front of two million people, the disparity will be glaring enough.

If Yu Wen loses his composure, his calm demeanor will crumble.

If he utters a few empty words of self-comfort, readers will begin to doubt whether he truly understands "To Live".

Once the "divinity" bestowed upon him by the readers collapses, Weiguang will eventually sever ties with him in order to protect himself.

When that time comes, Lu will become Yu Wen's only option.

Of course, beneath this calculation lies something that even Lu Chenyuan himself is unwilling to admit.

He wanted to confirm it himself.

Yu Wen was simply someone who had been immersed in suffering for a long time and instinctively struck a chord with people.

It was still that mind that lived in the basement that truly held something that even he, standing on a cloud, could not comprehend.

Therefore, he wouldn't reason with Yu Wen.

He would simply lay out that innate chasm calmly before everyone.

The injustice of fate.

People often assume that only those at the bottom of society can see this injustice most clearly.

But in Lu Chenyuan's view, quite the opposite, those who truly understand how unfair fate is are always people like him who live in the Upper City.

People at the bottom of society, whether they open their eyes or not, can only see the mud beneath their feet and know only how miserable their lives are.

Lu Chenyuan was different. He had seen the prosperity of the clouds and also looked down into the mud at the bottom of the ravine. Only someone who held both ends of that chasm could measure how deep it was and how different the two ends were.

Fu Gui didn't know what he had missed, but Lu Chenyuan did.

This is the greatest injustice.