After leaving the core region of the Dead Sea Forbidden Ground, Chen Changsheng took out a ruler.
Looking at the ruler in his hand, Chen Changsheng fell silent.
Ever since Scholar's death, he had been investigating the truth behind it.
But as time passed, Chen Changsheng discovered that Scholar's death seemed to have nothing to do with anyone.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng said, "System, do you think I'm too stupid?"
"If I'm not too stupid, then why, even knowing there was something wrong with Scholar's death, could I still find no clues?"
At those words, the familiar electronic voice sounded.
"Replying to Host, the wisdom of living beings has its limits. All living beings can only explore within the scope of their own understanding."
"Once certain matters exceed your understanding, you naturally cannot see the truth clearly."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng said, "What do you mean?"
"Host pursued the cause of Nalan Xingde's death from your own perspective."
"Observing things from a single perspective naturally comes with certain limitations. Perhaps Host can try approaching this from different angles."
Upon receiving this answer, Chen Changsheng raised a brow. "Different angles?"
"Yes."
"After Nalan Xingde died, Host suspected everyone, but the one person Host has never suspected is yourself."
"Why should I suspect myself? Wouldn't I know whether I'd done something?"
"From Host's perspective, that thought is indeed not wrong."
"But from another person's perspective, did Nalan Xingde's death truly have nothing to do with Host?"
"If Host cannot find clues from your current perspective, why not view this matter from another angle?"
"Perhaps changing your angle will bring Host a different gain."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng nodded in sudden realization. "System, you're right. Perhaps I should view Scholar's death from another angle."
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