This world was very good; this world was very bad.
This world was simple and brutal.
Lin Xiao knew that even in his previous life, the gap between people had been incomparably vast. Even among people living in the same era, the unevenness in quality of life and way of living seemed to differ by entire centuries.
Some people traveled the world, set out their life plans early, their dreams reaching far toward the stars and the sea. Others' lifelong wish was to eat KFC once, or to own a pair of white shoes.
And that was not even mentioning power—the heaviest, thickest barrier of all.
However, unlike his previous life, in a Mystical World, the scheming and intrigue of power seemed so pale and powerless in the face of absolute strength.
The weak adapted to their environment; the strong made the rules.
This was the charm of a Mystical World.
No matter how much injustice there was, no matter how much lack of freedom, I have one strength that can break the heavens!
Lin Xiao clenched his fist and felt his own power. All of a sudden, he rather liked Douluo Continent. How wonderful this world was. In his previous life, no matter how hard he worked, he would ultimately have been a fish in a pond; at best, he could only become a bigger fish in the rivers and lakes.
But here, he could "transform into a dragon once he met the wind and clouds." He could truly be unfettered, willful, and free!
The premise was that he had to be strong enough!
Fists did not speak, but they could make words one disliked hearing shut up, and let the words one wanted to say be spoken boldly!
Dugu Bo watched Lin Xiao sink into thought.
He did