The historical scenes projected by the ruins slowly came into focus:
Amid the chaos of war, flames stretched to the horizon and smoke filled the air. Every inch of land seemed to speak of endless pain and sacrifice.
He saw towns that had once flourished, now reduced to ruins,
amid shattered walls and broken remnants,
where the occasional unextinguished flame still flickered in the cold wind, like the land's final wail.
All living beings were displaced. The old, the weak, women, and children trudged along dust-filled roads, their eyes full of confusion and helplessness.
The children's frail bodies bore heavy bundles. Their faces held no smiles, only frightened cowering—an instinctive longing to survive, and a sliver of uncertain hope for the future.
And so,
following the swordsman's gaze,
Su Wen silently saw the cruel reality that even more impoverished families had no choice but to face in this land filled with death and despair:
He saw a family gathered before a crude thatched hut, with several bowls of clear water and a few shriveled steamed buns before them. That was their entire dinner.
He saw an old man covered in mud slowly pass away against the base of a wall,
but he also saw certain pompous officials and nobles still venting their own helpless frustrations.
The entire world was deeply divided,
and only then
did the Nameless Swordsman, who had remained silent all this time, slowly turn around and pose his second question:
"If it were you,
what choice would you make?"
As those emotionless words fell, a system prompt slowly appeared:
Prompt: Kunlun is watching you.
But Su Wen did not rush to answer.
He merely snapped his fingers lightly. In an instant, the azure Appraisal Vision flashed into view:
Appraisal: Fourth Era Data Projection signal. It briefly revived