Li Changsheng's tone was filled with helplessness.
Because he truly seemed to hope that the Pill Epoch would produce an Imperial Tutor—one willing to lead all living things toward the light.
"Earlier, Zhang Ling said that war might break out in the Chang Sheng Epoch."
"My instinctive reaction was that I didn't want to believe it."
"But now that I think it over carefully, war is practically inevitable. The only thing missing is a fuse."
"And that fuse is the Virtual World!"
Listening to Li Changsheng, Feng Zhi smiled at the wine cup in her hand. "Who would have thought that failures like us could sit here discussing the Great Trend of the World?"
"If outsiders saw us, they'd probably mock us again."
"Senior Sister Feng is right. Failures like us are better off drinking ourselves into dreams and dying in drunkenness!"
Li Changsheng mocked himself, then everyone raised their cups together.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, everyone was still slightly drunk.
Long Aotian grabbed Li Changsheng's hand and said, "Li Changsheng, you always say life in the Pill Epoch is hard."
"But why do you seem to be living so freely?"
Facing Long Aotian's words, Li Changsheng gave a miserable smile. "That carefree appearance is just for outsiders. Only I know the bitterness in my heart."
"During the journey to the Cosmic Black Hole, I had wanted to be the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind."
"But the elders of my family insisted on making me charge into battle."
"If I hadn't Entered the Game at once, Mo Bai and all of you would have been badly injured. How could you have been my match?"
"But Heaven did not grant my wishes. As a descendant of an aristocratic clan, my every word