He changed Tiwat

She didn't just start thinking of a solution now; she had been trying to find a way to save everyone since the first "reincarnation" began. However, she still hadn't come up with a method, otherwise she would have already taken action to save everyone.

"It's alright, you can think about it slowly." Han Fulai's lips still held a smile, but his eyes suddenly turned cold. "While you are thinking, many people are dying. If you ultimately fail to come up with that method, then... everyone in this dream, everyone in Sumeru, will be killed by your own hands—they will die because of your incompetence."

Chapter Ninety-Four: Please Accept Me as Your Disciple [4k]

Naxi Da stood there, stunned.

Her arms seemed to have lost all strength and slowly fell to her sides.

Those emerald green eyes had completely lost their luster, and the corners of their eyes were slightly red, as if tears were about to roll down at any moment.

But she didn't shed a tear.

She just felt pain.

My chest hurts.

"They died because of your incompetence."

Han Fulai's words were like a sharp dagger, piercing her heart.

For the first time, she experienced the feeling of "heart being torn apart".

Even when she was abandoned, ignored, imprisoned, and scorned by people, she had never been in such pain.

"Hey, isn't what you're saying a bit too hurtful?" Paimon finally couldn't help but speak up.

Regardless of the circumstances, these words are a bit too much, aren't they? Nasita meant well! Kindness and compassion are not wrong. Even if she couldn't come up with a solution, that doesn't make her a murderer!

She flew forward, trying to stand in front of Nasita.

However, Paimon froze the moment his eyes met Han Fulai's.

She read an indescribable emotion in Han Fulai's eyes, like sorrow, like anger, or like a mixture of many unknown feelings, which eventually turned into a deep ocean.

Beneath the calm surface of the sea, countless undercurrents are surging.

Paimon instinctively avoided his eyes.

"Do you think I'm intentionally hurting her?" Han Fulai asked back, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Paimon opened his mouth, but then silently closed it again.

Ying and Dixia also remained silent.

No one responded.

Han Fulai stepped forward, past Paimon, and walked to Naxida.

Nasita and he were very different in height, with Nasita only reaching Nasita's waist. As the distance between them decreased, the height difference became even more pronounced.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of his, completely covering Nasita's figure, making her appear even smaller in his shadow.

Out of basic politeness, Han Fulai had previously tried to maintain a relatively large distance when talking to Naxida, so as not to give the impression of looking down on her. In contrast, according to his past practice, when facing children, he would usually squat down and speak to them at eye level.

But now he looked down at Nasita with an air of superiority, the oppressive aura emanating from him like a superior disciplining a subordinate, or a father disciplining his daughter.

Nasita heard his voice coming from above: "Everyone is responsible for their own choices, and whatever you choose, you have to pay the price."

"If you choose to stop me, you must bear the consequences of stopping me; similarly, if I choose to destroy the Sumeru City in this dream, I will also bear the consequences of that."

“I couldn’t think of a better way to save everyone, so I had to give up on some of them, which was beyond my capabilities. If anyone dies because of this, then their death can be blamed on me. I will take responsibility for everything I do, whether it’s compensation, resentment, or revenge, I am willing to bear it all.”

"Then, can you take responsibility for stopping me? Can you bear the lives of everyone in this 'Flora Festival'?"

Nasita did not reply, but her small body suddenly trembled.

Han Fulai turned around and called out Dixia's name.

"Dishia, there's something I should tell you now."

Dixia stared at him intently.

Han Fulai's voice remained calm and steady: "Dina Zede's main consciousness is currently lying in the 'Health House' in the Grand Bazaar. Nasida built the 'Hall of Maya' for them to protect them from mental wear and tear in the 'cycle of reincarnation.' When we destroy the 'scenery' of this dream, it may also affect the 'Health House' and Dina Zede."

"If Miss Dina Zede suffers any misfortune as a result, you can come to me and hold me accountable. 'Han Jiangxue' is an alias. My real name is Han Fulai. Remember my name and don't go looking for the wrong person."

In theory, the chances of Dina Zede being affected are actually very small. After all, the "Maya Temple" is a "view" of divine level, and should be able to protect the people inside.

But even a small probability is still a possibility, so Han Fulai informed Dixia of the risks in advance.

“I understand.” Dixia nodded, then added, “But even if Miss Dina Zede really dies because of this, I will not seek revenge on you—because protecting her is my responsibility as her bodyguard, and any mishap to her would be my dereliction of duty.”

"In my eyes, you have only shown kindness to me and Miss Dina Zede, not hatred."

"Thank you for your understanding." Han Fulai sincerely thanked Dixia, then turned to Ying and Paimon: "We've known each other for a long time and been through a lot together. You should know me better than anyone. I want to ask you one thing: have I failed to do anything I promised you so far?"

“No.” Ying and Paimon shook their heads in unison.

Although Ying and Paimeng often secretly complained that Han was a "riddler" who could often hide nine meanings in ten sentences and not everyone could understand what he said... but he never broke his promises.

The reason they both obeyed this "external brain" so readily was ultimately because of trust.

For them, there are very few people in this world they can trust unconditionally, but Han Fulai is one of them.

Han Fulai turned to Naxida again: "Before I decided to break the cycle of reincarnation in this way, I was already prepared to bear the lives of others. But when you stopped me, you were not prepared to do so."

"To use your favorite 'metaphor'—your 'kindness' is like seeing a cute stray cat on the street, so on a whim, you casually feed it some food and play with it, thinking that this act of charity represents your kindness and love."

"But this irresponsible 'kindness' often leads stray cats to mistakenly believe that they have found a home and can get food and warmth by waiting for charity, thus losing their ability to find food on their own. Once you stop feeding them, they will eventually starve to death."

“True responsible kindness is taking on the responsibility of feeding it and bringing it back to care for it.”

"Now, you see the stray cats trapped in this cycle of reincarnation. The food in your hands is not enough to feed all the stray cats, so you hope that God can send down a miracle so that all the stray cats can be fed."

"But have you ever thought about why they became 'stray cats' and ended up in this 'cycle'?"

Nasita slowly raised her head.

The man standing in front of her slowly gave the answer: "...because they lack a 'parent'."

“The ‘parent’ who once nurtured them, the Great Tree King Buyer, is dead.”

“You, Nasita, the successor of Buyer, have abandoned this responsibility of ‘parent’.”

"So they wandered for five hundred years... and soon they will all die."

"I don't have the ability to save everyone, but I will save those I can."

He gazed silently at Nasita: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, step aside, I'm in a hurry to save people."

The road was wide enough that Han Fulai could easily bypass Naxida and continue forward, but he did not take the detour.

It was as if he was saying to Nasita in this way, "You're in the way."

Nasita didn't speak, but she also didn't move aside.

She looked at the person in front of her, and slowly cupped her hands in front of her chest, as if praying or begging.

No one answered her prayers, no one showed her mercy in her pleas.

Han Fulai raised a hand and placed it on Naxida's shoulder, then pushed her outward little by little.

Not long ago, when they first met, Han Fulai held her hand with this hand, giving her a glimmer of hope. But now, this hand is pushing her away.

The power of a god is unrelated to physical size. Although Narcida appears to be just a child, the power of a demon god resides within her. If she doesn't want to move, let alone an adult man, even a hundred or a thousand men might not be able to make her body sway.

In fact, Nasita also used her strength to try to stabilize her body, but Han Fulai's strength was superior to hers.

She is an "incompetent" god.

In terms of both wisdom and strength, she was far inferior to Han Fulai.

Just seconds later, Nasida lost her balance and staggered to the ground.

In the instant she fell, Nasita suddenly understood what the weight on her shoulders was—that power was called "responsibility".

How can a weak god who has never been responsible for the lives of his people resist a god who is responsible for the well-being of countless beings?

Han Fulai stepped over the spot where she had been standing without any expression on his face.

Watching Han Fulai's retreating figure, Naxida suddenly felt an unprecedented surge of emotion.

Without bothering to brush the dust off her body, Naxida used her divine power to leap into the air.

The next instant, she opened her arms and hugged Han Fulai's arm.

The scene before them left Ying, Paimon, and Desia stunned.

Well, while this description might be somewhat inappropriate for both Naxida and Han Fulai, they shared a common feeling at that moment—

They seemed to see a daughter hugging her father's arm.

The float bounced and swayed, and Naxi Da opened her eyes.

She said she had just had a dream about the day the sages found her.

"Oh God! Where is the Great Tree King? We long to see her again."

Realizing that the Tree King had passed away, everyone gathered around, heartbroken.

Ultimately, Nasita was imprisoned by her followers.

Ultimately, Nasita was unable to contact anyone.

Her body slumbered in the cage for ten years, a hundred years, five hundred years... The only thing she could control was her consciousness, and the only thing her consciousness could do was learn.

Learning is for the purpose of fulfilling a mission.

This is a mission she cannot avoid, a mission left to her by the previous "her".

The previous Grass God sacrificed his life for this mission and passed it on to her as his successor. Even though she was imprisoned and had no choice in her own life, Nasita never gave up on her mission.

No one could listen to her tell her mission, a mission that, even if spoken aloud, could lead to disaster—a threat from the deepest recesses of the world.

The calamity resides within the earth's veins, hidden within the bodies of every citizen of Sumeru, and could erupt at any moment.

For the past five hundred years, Nasita, as a "caged bird," has been reading the records of this world and learning about its knowledge through the "void."

She wanted to learn how to solve the disaster.

The disaster was related to "knowledge" and "human beings," so Naxi Da learned about knowledge, human beings, and the world in which human beings lived.

Being alone can be very lonely, but Nasida always finds joy in the process of learning and growing.

Knowledge about this world could satisfy Nasita's insatiable curiosity.

She gradually mastered the laws of nature and the elements, and understood the ecology of the sky and the sea. She could even integrate these knowledge to create beautiful dreams that were both logical and unexpected.

These dreams are essentially the same as the wonderful metaphors she excels at; they can make people suddenly realize the similarities between two seemingly unrelated things.

However, there are times when she struggles to find a solution, and this often happens in matters related to humans and society.

For example, when confessing the truth can avoid punishment, some people choose silence and lies; when with their true love, some people often utter sharp and hurtful words.

It was as if all the contradictions of the world were focused on and displayed in human beings, whose emotional changes were unfathomable to Nasita.

Even the most apt metaphors fail at this point; there is no other chaotic system that can serve as a reference, even if one looks across the world.

She could only explain it by the fact that everyone is different, and this difference leads to vastly different reactions when faced with similar emotions.

But this did not satisfy her.

To understand humanity, it is not enough to rely solely on cold knowledge and dogma.

She began to use the "void" to enter the dreams of the Sumeru people, or to secretly hide in the body of a "doll" to observe and experience the human heart and human feelings that were not recorded.

However, no matter how much she looked or how close she got, Nasita still couldn't find the answer she was looking for.

Demons are not human.

Narcida, born a demon, could never truly understand human emotions, and "observation" could never replace real "life."

Just like the knowledge in books and the practice in life, there is always a thin, unknown membrane between them.

Five hundred years have passed, and she has gradually become accustomed to being an "observer" rather than a "participant," and has slowly come to realize that no one needs her.

Yes, this is the human world, not hers.

Her world exists only in her dreams at night; the real world does not belong to her.

All she had was a mission.

She accepted her own incompetence.

Before the day of mission arrives, it's better to be a bird that appears only in dreams, sleeping in a cage day after day.

until today.