The morning sun shone through the gaps in the vines and into the tent, draping Ye Chen's face as lightly as gauze, quickly filling his body with a warm, cozy feeling.
Ye Chen cracked his eyelids open and looked at the familiar green tent, then turned over and shut his eyes again, dozing for quite a while longer.
The youth's consciousness gradually emerged from its haze, and his mind began to involuntarily revisit last night's conversation.
(How can I make my life fulfilling and complete?)
(How can I be worthy of the sacrifices others have made for me?)
(The direction of life, its answers, and faith...)
Ye Chen pondered with his eyes closed for a moment, then opened them fully and slowly sat up from between the blankets.
For the time being, Ye Chen had reached one conclusion regarding these questions: he was not yet qualified to delve deeply into them.
It was like teaching all sorts of great truths about life to a child untouched by the world. Even if the child could understand the logic behind them, a life experience too shallow was destined to leave the child unable to truly comprehend or remember the meaning and significance hidden behind those great truths.
And Ye Chen was now in precisely that state of being untouched by the world.
After all, his homeland, the Eternal Winter Hidden Domain, was simply too small. The Frost White Person civilization within it did not even possess a complete social system.
Only by integrating into the vast nation of the Holy Light Pure Land could Ye Chen truly broaden his horizons and possibly discover the goal his life was truly meant to pursue.
Thus, Ye Chen stopped wasting time on empty speculation. He got up, pulled open the tent flap, and welcomed the