Long ago, when Luo You was still a child full of hope for the world, he had already seen and heard this saying more than once—from adults and in all kinds of extracurricular reading:
"Human civilization is always driven forward by curiosity, with the search for answers as its ultimate goal."
Luo You could understand curiosity.
Just like his interest in the languages of alien races, that heartfelt pursuit could indeed serve as a driving force.
Even if there were countless setbacks and hardships ahead, he could rely on that driving force to break through them.
But why should the ultimate goal be finding answers? Luo You had never thought that way.
Just like how much he hated the utilitarian nature of modern education, with every parent telling their children that studying hard would earn them a degree, and a good degree would lead to a well-paying job.
He studied the languages of alien races simply because he enjoyed the process of deciphering them and the pleasure of gradually understanding a unique culture. The final answer was merely a by-product.
If the goal were changed to finding answers, to destroying the alien races and saving humanity's future, and such a burden were placed on his shoulders, he would rather jump off the ship right now.
Therefore, when he could not find an answer, or even a question, he felt that the meaning of his life was unbearably hollow.
What difference did it make whether he lived or died?
Yet now, Su Mo had suddenly stepped forward and told him that everyone lived in pursuit of answers.
And his answer was to have no regrets.
Luo You instinctively wanted to refute him, but for some inexplicable reason, he did not know how to put his rebuttal into words.
He truly had