Delman's Plan, an Ordinary Yet Precious Life

"You're too naive, my friend."

Delman fell silent for a moment before speaking.

"There are many things in this world that cannot be done simply because you want to do them."

"I believe the purpose of Balang's Warriors and heroes saving us was so that we could live on in their place. Only by living on is there hope."

"Survival is a civilization's foremost need."

"As long as we live, Balang still exists. But if we die, Balang will have nothing left."

"Whatever choice is made in this matter, none of them are wrong."

"Call it cowardice or betrayal of Balang, but I only want to live. I only want more people to live."

He looked at the weathered man atop the city wall, his face filled with grief, and sighed softly.

"Heroes are great, but not everyone is a hero."

"We are not Lighthouse, not Huaxia, not even Japan. It was as if this land of Balang had been abandoned by heaven, never producing even one powerhouse capable of saving the nation."

"I am fortunate that we have heroes who refuse to give up even in the face of despair. But reality is cruel. It is not like a hero movie, where you can rely on your emotions to become stronger in despair and then save the world."

"The light weak heroes can bloom is far too fleeting—not even lasting a second."

"I cannot say their deaths were meaningless, but to Balang, such meaning is equivalent to nothing. I also do not want anyone to be stirred by their spirit and seek out death."

"Balang truly should not lose anyone else."

Delman looked at everyone, his tone gradually becoming firm.

"My friends, I hope you understand that this era no longer belongs solely to humanity."

"If we want to