Into God Burying City

How could someone who gave less than others hope to possess strength greater than theirs?

How many people were truly gifted beyond measure?

Even if there were any, Wang Ye definitely counted as one.

Someone with greater talent than you, who worked harder than you and risked their life more than you—that was what truly drove people to despair.

At first, he had not understood either. He had once thrown himself into catching up, even believing for a time that he was nearly matching Wang Ye's pace.

But when Wang Ye truly made a move, he realized

that what he had seen was no more than the tip of the iceberg.

Was he disappointed?

He had been.

Jealous?

That too.

But only after truly calming down and thinking it through could he understand.

Rather than being trapped in a well and blaming others, it was better to work hard, chase after them, and struggle forward. At least then, he had a goal to strive toward.

Now,

he had an opportunity to get close to Wang Ye, to follow Wang Ye, and to truly understand what Wang Ye had experienced. How could he possibly give that up?

Wang Ye had practically held up the sky for the Heaven Group.

Now,

he needed the Heaven Group's help.

The Heaven Group could not shirk its responsibility.

As for death and sacrifice—

in this dark age, who among the Heaven Group feared death?

Perhaps there had once been a few parasites, but Zhang Ziliang had rooted them out and eliminated them through plan after plan.

Even if he had been condemned by countless people.

Even if they had not understood him.

Just as when he had forcibly required the Logistics Department to go to the battlefield, drawing curses from countless people who did not