The Most Worthwhile Thing to Hold On To

Mom had given Lu Xin a very vivid lesson.

Never before had Lu Xin felt such a clear understanding of the mental core.

Something that could only be destroyed, but never polluted...

Standing beside Mom, Lu Xin lowered his head. After a long while, he raised it again and looked at the abnormally enormous Crimson Moon in the sky.

He could feel the pressure this abnormal Crimson Moon brought him. He could even clearly sense its reflection in his two pupils, as if, for the first time in his life, he had finally seen the world clearly.

Mental Pollution, the mental core, the self...

A person's will, principles, bottom line, most beautiful original nature, or most intense desires...

"I've actually felt all of these before..."

Lu Xin suddenly turned his head and looked at Mom, pleasantly surprised.

"Yes."

Mom smiled and nodded. "The mental core isn't something mysterious."

"Actually, it's very ordinary."

"It's existed in our lives and our thoughts for a long time, accompanying us constantly, just like our breathing."

"We've sensed its existence and its influence on us for a long time. It's just that few people understand how important it is."

"Just as few people living in this world can truly understand themselves..."

In his mind, Lu Xin recalled how he had gained clear memories in the orphanage, then left the orphanage and experienced so many things, meeting one person after another and encountering one incomprehensible matter after another.

The black particles in Lu Xin's eyes began to surge densely, like a swarm of bees.

The surge reached such an extreme that even Mom, standing beside Lu Xin, felt that intense trembling.

Then she gently released the arm Lu Xin had linked with hers and took a step back.

She looked at Lu