"Very strong."
Faced with Orsaga's second question,
Wanwan looked at Hadi. Auditore in the scene.
At this moment, he stood at the heart of the Big Bang, observing the reboot of the universe.
In the past, he had dominated an entire era; even the Zeroing Civilization could only communicate with him as equals.
This time, Wanwan's answer no longer carried the hesitation it had before. Her tone was exceedingly certain.
After speaking,
perhaps having thought of something, her eyes lit up slightly. She immediately showed a look of sudden realization and took the initiative to ask:
"My lord, are you trying to tell me that no matter how weak one may be now, as long as the opportunity is right and one possesses decent talent and intellect, there will eventually be a chance to rise?"
It had to be said,
judging by Wanwan's guess, whether in terms of the essence of the principle or anything else, the intent Orsaga had revealed was a rather conventional teaching method with a faint air of chicken soup for the soul.
It was even suitable for all ages, something that could be put into textbooks to cultivate young children's sentiments, allowing them to comprehend that even a trapped dragon could one day soar to the heavens, thus encouraging their fighting spirit.
But was Orsaga that sort of person?
Of course not.
After all, he was not even human.
Thus, in response to Wanwan's guess,
Orsaga immediately waved his hand, signaling that she had guessed wrong. He truly had not intended to expound such a grand principle.
"Such a shallow truth does not need to be singled out for discussion."
"What I wish to express is the fact that, from beginning to end, he exists within a world inside a book."
"No matter how strong