Do You Understand Death?
A person's bearing was something rather abstract. It wasn't about whether they were handsome, but rather the feeling they gave others.
The man before him, called Vane, had a bearing somewhat similar to that of several seniors Song Shuhang knew—such as Senior Three Waves, and Senior Three Waves, and Senior Three Waves.
This was a disease. It needed treatment.
[Do you have any evidence? You said the Ancient Sphere absorbed radiation, but what evidence do you have? What if the Ancient Sphere is killed by the radiation? What if it's just a rumor?] Vane hugged the basketball-sized Ancient Sphere, whose sharp spikes poked into the carapace on his chest. Without the carapace, his heart would already have been pierced.
The handsome long-haired woman was furious. [Then let it die! Or keep your distance from me! Why did you pull out my Yaya Antenna?]
[You're too cruel.] Vane hugged the sphere and spoke weakly.
The handsome long-haired woman's lips twitched. [Stop babbling and stick the Yaya Antenna back in for me!]
[All lives are equal, whether it's you or the Ancient Sphere.] Vane was still struggling.
The long-haired woman clenched her fist. [Are you saying my value is the same as the Ancient Sphere's?]
[No, no, of course not.] Vane shook his head repeatedly and said, [Because in my heart... the Ancient Sphere is more important than you.]
Song Shuhang: "..."
The long-haired woman's mentality exploded on the spot.
Then she and Vane began grappling.
It was grappling, not an exchange between experts. The two of them rolled around together like children.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded from beginning to end.
Was this Dream Entry?
Every time he entered a dream, what he experienced had meaning, and he would even enter the main subject very quickly. But there