In the days that followed, Jiang Chen took Nuwa around the world. In the end, they returned to Hong Kong. Walking through the streets and watching the bustling crowds, Nuwa smiled faintly. "Do you know how I feel?"
"What is it?"
"The Six Paths have collapsed, the Heavenly Dao has vanished, morality has fallen, rules have shattered. The good are bullied, the wicked roam free. The strong devour the weak. Human suffering, greed, hunger, desire, harm.
This world is no different from hell!"
Jiang Chen thought for a moment. "Is there really nothing worth preserving?"
"Not that I've seen so far," Nuwa said.
Jiang Chen seemed to think of something and said to Nuwa with a smile, "We haven't watched any dramas for days. I had Hong Chao record them specifically, and several days' worth have piled up. We should be able to binge-watch all night. Want to join me?"
"TV dramas?" Nuwa was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, TV dramas. They're very interesting." Jiang Chen eagerly turned on the television.
The two sat on the sofa. Nuwa watched with Jiang Chen and was quickly drawn in by the plot.
By the time they finally finished, it was already late at night. Several episodes had played back-to-back. Jiang Chen found it immensely satisfying, but Nuwa was somewhat dismissive. "You know perfectly well that it's fake, so why are you enjoying it so much?"
"Heh. What television dramas portray is also part of the human world. In the end, what we can personally see is only a tiny part of it. Through dramas, we can experience other people's lives—their joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness. Isn't that interesting?" Jiang Chen said.
Nuwa thought about it. "When you put it that way, it really is rather interesting. Do you have the earlier episodes? I want