These questions really were "philosophical," and they stumped Fan Lang.
Fan Lang knew a great deal about the world of the Magic Martial Era, but he was not all-knowing and all-powerful. There were still many things he did not know, such as the system on his body, which remained an enormous mystery.
True and false—who could say for certain?
"Senior, I'm a man of action. If there are things I can't figure out, then I won't dwell on them. I'll handle what's right in front of me first. Whether it's real or fake, life has to go on, and my steps cannot stop. When the time is right, some questions will naturally be answered," Fan Lang said.
"The problem before me cannot be ignored. I created an illusory world to ease my loneliness. Once I awaken, should I make this world disappear, or should I let it continue operating? Should I live on with such a falsehood?" An Zihao asked again.
Some things had to be thought through even if they made no sense. There was no escaping them.
Fan Lang understood this conflict and suggested, "Since you're torn, just follow your heart. No matter how difficult the choice is, you must lean one way or the other. If you like this world you created with your own hands, then let it keep running. There's no need to care so much. If you feel tired, let it disappear. You don't need to bear such a heavy burden. Never mind that this is an illusory world—even if it were real, you would still have the right to destroy it."
"Follow my heart... According to my heart, I still lean toward preserving this illusory world," An Zihao said.
"Then preserve it. It's harmless anyway."
"Isn't it laughable for someone to imagine a