Robin's Hesitation / A Sudden Impulse ...

At the desk, a pretty girl with the iconic celestial rings of the Halovian on her head wore a troubled expression.

Beneath the iconic celestial halo of the Halovian, the girl's smooth, silvery-white hair seemed to be tinged with a faint blue-purple halo, adding to her mystique.

The white feathers peeking out from her soft hair made the already beautiful girl look even more holy. Even with a troubled expression, she looked like a saintly Saintess who cared deeply for her country and its people.

Robin, Halovian, is one of the rising stars in the universe in recent years. She not only possesses a beautiful voice but also a stunning appearance.

What's even more commendable is that this young singer also possesses a kind heart—she persists in performing as a singer in the war-torn Epsilon Galaxy, providing humanitarian aid and assistance to the best of her ability.

The girl gained immense fame as a result, far surpassing her contemporaries.

Even those critics who have always looked down on female artists find it difficult to use their most familiar weapons to verbally attack a young girl.

Even if this act may indeed have been intended to gain fame, it also genuinely helped the lives ravaged by war in this region.

Today, the Robin has arrived on a new planet, hoping to contribute to future humanitarian relief efforts through its actions.

However, in the hotel suite, which had already been thoroughly checked by security personnel and should have been free of any problems, the Robin still discovered an Invitation Letter that shouldn't have been there.

As the young singer's fame grew, invitations from all sides came in droves.

However, most of these Invitation Letter are handled by someone else, and very few can be delivered directly to the Robin.

When the Robin assumed it was another invitation from someone or some force trying to bypass the necessary screening process, and was about to check it before handing it over to security, it was surprised to find that the Invitation Letter, which looked like it had just been placed on the desk, had vanished and replaced by a somewhat old-fashioned mobile phone.

The phone looked exactly like the one the Robin used before it became a professional singer, when it was still in its mother's arms listening to her sing lullabies.

With this change, the Invitation Letter is clearly not as simple as the Robin had initially thought.

However, after testing the strange phone with the power of the [Sympathy] he possessed and discovering that it wasn't malicious, Robin and ultimately decided not to hand it over to security.

"At least check it first, so it doesn't become the start of a rumor..."

Knowing the saying "fame brings trouble," and after experiencing many malicious attempts and malice from the media, Robin chose to first examine this strange phone.

However, there were no intriguing photos or texts, nor any strange documents, only a chat application with a person's contact information.

This seems to be merely a way to contact the Robin and then extend an invitation, which is similar to the Robin's initial assessment.

However, there was no self-introduction or invitation, just an empty space waiting for the Robin to speak.

Having already checked the phone with the power of the "Tongxie" and confirmed that it did not harbor any direct malice, the Robin was less wary of it.

The girlish heart, suppressed by the need to present a perfect image in public, quietly resurfaced at this moment, prompting the Robin to begin trying to communicate with this stranger of unknown identity and purpose—

"Hello, sir, is this the cell phone you lost while staying here?"

The robin, who originally intended to directly ask if the other Robin wanted to invite her to participate in the film, suddenly remembered the silly story she had watched on an old-fashioned mobile phone with her mother before pressing send. After hesitating for a moment, she deleted her original message and pretended to have accidentally discovered the phone.

Although the Robin wanted to do as it pleased, it still had some doubts, wondering if this was a carefully crafted trap.

Then the Robin received Gwen's answer, which was completely unexpected.

Although Gwen's words reminded her of a game her brother used to play when he was a child, the Robin had already started making contact, didn't stop there. Instead, she began to carefully read the long text message that Gwen had sent.

After reading Gwen's message and trying out some of his suggestions Robin, now holding a small, exquisitely-looking cake, was somewhat troubled—

Of course, it wasn't because I was struggling with whether or not to eat this delicious-looking little cake.

Although it was indeed a bit tempted, the Robin was important and what was urgent, wouldn't be unable to make a decision because of it.

What troubled the young girl was how to get along with Gwen, who seemed very honest and not at all like the malicious person she had imagined.

Even though Gwen's seemingly nonsensical words now appear to be true, the girl, who has already faced the world's malice and is always on guard, is far from letting her guard down.

Otherwise, her adoptive father and brother would not have allowed her to come to the war-torn Epsilon Galaxy with only a few security personnel.

The girl held the old-fashioned cell phone in her hands, which reminded her of her childhood. Her slender fingers swiped across the screen, looking at the icons that seemed to come from her childhood, and she hesitated.

Under the table, the girl's legs, which were not decorated as much as they were during the performance, were pressed together and gently twisted, her crystal toes gripping the soles of her shoes, her expression full of entanglement.

Suddenly, a Robin's mind, and he came up with a question that might be able to definitively confirm whether everything he was seeing was real.

Those hands, honed from years of musical instrument practice, typed with a fluid, almost dance-like grace, quickly sending out the question—

"Since you are already one of the strongest people on the planet, you must have a wealth of knowledge and experience."

I am currently in a region plagued by constant warfare, with ongoing conflicts and displacement of people. What are your thoughts on this?

The Robin certainly didn't want Gwen to provide an answer to the war in the Epsilon Galaxy; it simply wanted to confirm from Gwen's reply whether Gwen had come with some kind of malice.

Meanwhile, Gwen, who was chatting enthusiastically with his second Netizen —who seemed approachable but inexplicably distant—seeed the new Netizen's question and instantly realized it was some kind of test.

After all, his system isn't like the Chat Group in novels where you can directly add people to your group and bind them. You have to believe it whether you want to or not. Given the choice, it's normal to test it a bit more.

Even the second Netizen he's chatting with right now hasn't linked their account yet, has he?

As for the newcomer's question, Gwen had a slight urge to reply with "paint them all the same color," but he managed to restrain his Paradox Interactive player instincts and gave an answer after a moment's thought.

Chapter 244 A Sudden Mood

"It seems I've met a kind-hearted friend."

As for my opinion...

There are many ways, aren't there?

The simplest and most brutal way is to kill—

Those who start wars, those who take up arms, shall be killed; those who incite others to commit crimes shall be killed...

When the fighting reaches a point where no one dares to use weapons, peace will naturally be restored.

Countless similar methods have been derived from this.

However, as I said, these are all simple and crude, but bloody and only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

I think this is probably not what you want either.

As for ways to resolve war at its source and allow everyone to live in peace and prosperity...

Perhaps, but it's not an easy task.

First, you need to thoroughly understand the history of both sides in the war and all the forces involved, recognize their needs, and investigate why they are waging war.

Is it because there are simply not enough essential resources to allow everyone to survive?

Or is the hostility caused by the clash between religions and beliefs?

Or perhaps, it is an outside force that instigates a war between local powers in order to maintain its special status and seize more benefits.

There are many, many reasons like these.

Only by conducting in-depth field investigations, understanding the fundamental contradictions that caused the war, and addressing these fundamental contradictions can the war be ended.

Otherwise, even if the war ends, it will only be a ceasefire in preparation for the next war.

Although he didn't mind a stranger testing him a little, Gwen did give a small retort to show that he was not a weakling to be bullied.

Gwen's past life experiences taught him that there are many people in the world who fear power but do not appreciate virtue. When you act like you have no temper, that is the beginning of unfriendly communication.

Therefore, after the other party asked out of the blue how to end the war, Gwen responded without hesitation with a "kill kill kill kill kill" solution.

However, since they were potential friends in the future, Gwen offered a response based on his limited knowledge.

On the other side, the Robin, who was inexplicably filled with anticipation for Gwen's reply, immediately began reading it after receiving Gwen.

As the Robin looked at Gwen's reply, his expression changed several times: he frowned, then relaxed, and finally fell into deep thought.

Although he did not receive the same education as his brother, the necessary training for public figures made Robin quickly realize that his previous questions were somewhat inappropriate, and his earlier response of "kill kill kill" was Gwen's retaliation.

The real answer lies in what follows.

It was those seemingly casual words that followed that made the Robin fall into deep thought—

Both intuition and reason told the Robin that this was the right choice.

But...

How can these surveys be completed?

She had also conducted some showy activities before, Robin very well that the seemingly powerless locals who could only escape the war were actually difficult for outsiders like her to reach.

Just as the Robin was falling into deep thought, another passage of text appeared on the screen—

"Of course, it must be acknowledged that truly delving into these grassroots investigations is extremely difficult, requiring facing pressure from all sides—"

Do you have the energy, time, and money to do this?

The lower classes instinctively conceal and avoid the truth out of fear of power, while the upper classes obstruct in various ways to prevent their true colors from being exposed...

Therefore, completely resolving a war is by no means an easy or simple matter.

Because I don't know you well, I'm also unsure why you asked that question before.

If you came here because you were instigated by someone, then you'd better realize now that peace is not something that can be achieved by shouting peace slogans or making some superficial efforts.

If you want to end war completely and prevent people from constantly being threatened by the flames of war, then you can only do what I said before.

Moreover, that was just the beginning—

One person's strength is ultimately limited. Even if you possess extraordinary strength and energy, capable of conducting investigations and devising solutions on your own, you still need manpower to execute them.

Who will deal with those damned people?

Who will appease the innocent people?

Who will explain the ins and outs of the matter to the swayed civilians and soldiers in a simple and easy-to-understand way?

Who should organize production so that people who have emerged from the war can have a way to survive and see hope for life, instead of falling into another war for resources?

All of this requires an efficient, clean, responsible, thoughtful, accountable, and powerful organization to carry out.

Moreover, it is best if all of this is done primarily by the locals themselves, guiding them to do it themselves and letting them figure it out on their own.

It's like teaching a primary school student math problems. Only by guiding them to solve the problems themselves will they remember them well. If you just give them the answers, they will make the same mistakes again next time.

Moreover, even if you can do everything I've said, there's only a possibility of success—

My unknown friend, allow me to remind you once again that to do as I said, to completely end a war is a far more difficult thing than killing people; it is a long march in which you may toil your whole life without seeing any hope.

In a corner of the meeting room, Gwen, who originally just wanted to express that he was not testing anything with malicious intent, suddenly had a whim and wrote down these words, which can be said to be a compilation of the pitiful remnants of his political lessons.

However, Gwen's mood did not drop as a result; on the contrary, his soul, which was slightly weary, became even more energetic.

After all, he's no longer just an ordinary person who can only vent his frustrations in group chats.

If he really encounters injustice, he is actually capable of doing something about it...

Almost immediately, Eden's voice echoed in Gwen's mind once more—

"Um?

Has something happened?

Gwen, you seem to be in much better spirits all of a sudden...

"Suddenly, some past events came to mind, giving me a bit more motivation and a new goal to move forward..."

Hearing Eden's voice, but with a lighter tone, Gwen, though reaffirming his own thoughts, still smiled and gave his answer. It was probably not Eden's problem.

"Um...

Having another goal to strive for in life, another source of motivation, is indeed something to be happy about...

Upon hearing this, Eden's response seemed to demonstrate to Gwen what it meant to "share happiness and you have two," his words carrying a lighthearted tune.

"So, would you be interested in sharing this with me?"

"Eden," who almost gave himself away, asked with a smile.

Chapter 245 Ruan Mei's Daze

"Certainly."

Although he had basically confirmed that this person was not the Eden he knew, Gwen, who did not sense any malice from him, was also happy to communicate with the other party.

"Before, I kept trying to become stronger, fighting against my body's resistance to exercise. My ultimate goal was just to live, and at most, to try to make the future a little better."