Although those meteors themselves were merely meaningless stones, their radiance came only from the light produced by friction with the atmosphere.
But at this moment, on the night of the Nameless Community's Gifted Competition victory, those meteors carried an additional meaning for them.
"Erasing constellations from the starry sky... beyond those stars, are they all stage props meant for people to enjoy the Little Garden?"
"Ah, calling them stage props is taking things too much for granted. Put nicely, they're stage props. Put bluntly, they're casinos—or battlefields for slaughter."
Su Yang interrupted the girls' sentimentality. "Gifted Competitions may look like stage performances on the surface, but at their core, they're acts of plunder. No amount of embellishment can conceal their bloody nature.
It's fine to relax a little, but you still need strength of your own."
"Hmph, the way you talk is really annoying. In an atmosphere like this, if you don't know how to speak, then just shut up. So irritating, hmph!"
"Mm, I'm just preventing you from getting so immersed that you can't pull yourselves out. After all, this place is a world of plunder with rules."
The girls had enjoyed themselves at last night's banquet.
They had already learned the true nature of Gifted Competitions before, but no one had exposed it.
After all, they were still minors. At fourteen or fifteen, ordinary girls were only beginning to form a proper black-and-white view of the world.
Their experiences at school merely taught them what was right and what was wrong.
But beyond right and wrong, the world also had gray areas.
And the world could not be judged in such simple terms as black and white.
Yet the world was cruel, and that was something that could never change.
All people could do was package such phenomena