Even If Life Is an Illusion, Still Love Living

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, within the crown prince's chambers.

"How is that possible? What nonsense are you spouting?!" Qian Renxue clutched the diary tightly in her fingertips, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

A transmigrator—someone capable of traveling to other worlds?

And what did he mean by saying that the Douluo Continent they lived in was fictional, created by an author?

If the world was fake, then what was real?

No one was willing to believe it. Even if they were shaken deep down and believed Qin Moyu, this visitor from a higher dimension...

Believing those words would be no different from denying their own existence!

"If the world is fake, then what do all my years of undercover missions and all the suffering I endured amount to?"

"I refuse to accept this!" Qian Renxue said, her chest heaving violently as she lost control of her emotions.

At the same time, as Qin Moyu wrote those words, countless female protagonists with Diary Copies erupted in incomprehensible shock.

If all of this was fake, then would the people and things they treasured not be meaningless as well? Would it all be nihilism?

In essence, that was indeed the case. Everything experienced by fictional characters existed only to entertain people in the true reality. Cruel as it was, that was the truth.

The so-called breaking of destiny and defiance of fate—perhaps it only happened because you were the protagonist, so the author allowed you to break free from destiny?

What was even more despairing was that their wills, temperaments, and obsessions had never belonged to them. They had all been bestowed by the so-called author?

Countless people felt a chill run down their spines as a deep, bone-weary sense of helplessness welled up within them...

Yet Qin Moyu was not shocked after writing those world-shattering claims. Instead, he wrote something even more outrageous.

[Perhaps the story of me transmigrating to the Douluo Continent is also being written by some author at this very moment. Maybe I'm just a character under someone else's pen.]

[What I said earlier was a little too pessimistic. In fact, there is another possibility: perhaps everything our world has experienced gathered into the story of the Delusion Domain and was somehow transmitted into the author's inspiration.]

[But either possibility makes no difference to me. This bro has an excellent mindset.]

[Whether this world is real or fake, the fluttering emotions, unforgettable experiences, and memories left behind—all of them are real for every living person who experiences them!]

[The world may be fake, but love is real! No matter what the nature of this world is, as long as I protect those I cherish, then all of this has meaning!]

[True heroism is seeing life for what it is and still loving life!]

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong sat upright upon the Pope's throne, her slender jade fingers repeatedly turning the diary's pages. Her small lips parted slightly as the more she read, the more alarmed she became.

"Protect those one cherishes... Even if life is an illusion, still love living?"

For Bibi Dong, who lived in this ancient era, she had never seen words so lucid and piercing, every sentence striking straight at the heart.

This level of literary accomplishment could truly be called divine!

"I never expected this fellow named Qin Moyu to calmly accept the possibility that he might merely be a fictional character?"

Bibi Dong murmured from time to time, reading the earth-shattering information revealed in the diary.

She could not understand why Qin Moyu could accept so calmly the possibility that he was not real.

After the earlier layers of proof regarding dimensions and narrative-level theories, Bibi Dong had already begun to place some faith in this absurd theory.

What made Bibi Dong believe even more was that whenever she held the diary, the violent aura deep in her heart, corrupted by the Rakshasa God, seemed to vanish in an instant. She was immensely reluctant to let go of that feeling.

Qin Moyu's ideas were far beyond this era. Looking across the thousands of years of Douluo Continent history, almost no soul master had ever reached such a realm of thought...

And precisely because of that, she found it difficult to understand Qin Moyu's open-minded attitude.

Perhaps something Qin Moyu had experienced in the past allowed him to accept all this so calmly?

Bibi Dong considered that possibility in her heart...

Indeed, before Qin Moyu transmigrated, was not the Earth he lived on a real AR game with powerful interactivity and immersive experiences for all living beings?

Usually, people called this game—where quitting meant vanishing completely—"Earth Online."

The reason Qin Moyu could calmly accept the concept of "Earth Online" stemmed entirely from the strange turning points in human history.

At the same time, as though responding to the doubts shared by the many diary holders and people like Bibi Dong.

The diary updated as usual the very next second...

[Actually, this isn't so hard to accept. The more knowledge a person learns, the more they marvel at the wonder of the world—and the more they marvel at its absurdity, at how unreal reality feels.]

[Does this world truly exist? Or was it created by some deity as "Earth Online"?]

[As everyone knows, "Earth Online" often has some unreasonable bugs. It's like the Creator was dissatisfied with human civilization progressing too smoothly and deliberately adjusted the values...]

[In 1996, the strictest father of AIDS, the drug Ritonavir tablets, was born. For a time, it was revered by the medical community as a lifesaving miracle drug.]

[The drug could be mass-produced reliably, saving countless patients. Its process was mature, its production line was complete, and there were no flaws whatsoever.]

[But one day two years later, without any warning, every pharmaceutical factory in the world suddenly became unable to produce this drug.]

[The formula had not changed. The process had not changed. The experimental parameters were memorized inside and out. Yet they could only manufacture another crystalline form of Ritonavir tablets.]

[There is a technical term for this in chemistry: polymorphic isomers.]

[Simply put, the atomic structure and arrangement of this crystalline substance were exactly the same as Ritonavir tablets, yet they were not the same chemical substance.]

[This medicine could not treat AIDS after being taken. Scientists racked their brains but could not figure out why a miracle drug that had been properly manufactured for two years suddenly could no longer be synthesized.]

[To this day, the most reasonable explanation circulating in the scientific community is the Tin Pest phenomenon.]

[At low temperatures, white tin can naturally turn into another substance, gray tin. And once even a tiny amount of gray tin appears and contaminates white tin, it spreads through the white tin like a virus!]

[Those particles invisible to the naked eye can instantly spread to white tin that never came into direct contact with them, triggering a domino-effect infection!]

[This theory reasonably explains the disappearance of Ritonavir tablets.]

[Perhaps the greater environment of the universe changed, or perhaps the parameters of Earth Online received a slight adjustment. In any case, human civilization could no longer manufacture this miracle drug...]

[Besides that, there are simpler bugs. When you stare at a single character for too long, it gradually begins to feel unfamiliar, and you may even wonder whether it was originally written that way.]

[And the final bug: why did dinosaurs, the strictest fathers of all life on Earth, die out collectively? Even if a natural disaster had occurred, some dinosaurs should have survived.]

[But the reality was that the dinosaurs that survived by chance seemed to be locked down by an invisible hand. That black hand deliberately altered the oxygen concentration of Earth Online, forcing the surviving dinosaurs to "evolve" or "devolve."]

[After countless rounds of selection, aside from giant species living in the ocean, such as blue whales, surviving by chance, land dinosaurs vanished completely.]

[Earth Online was about to update. Dinosaurs had stats far beyond the limit and severely affected the server's ecological balance. To make way for the Ape God, dinosaurs were nerfed into chickens. That's perfectly reasonable.]

[Of course, if one carefully reviews these bugs afterward, rigorous scientific explanations can always be pieced together.]

[But in eras with backward understanding, limited by the knowledge of their times, many people found it difficult to comprehend these Earth Online bugs. Unable to explain strange phenomena of heaven and earth, they regarded them as divine miracles.]

[That is also why most physicists turn to theology in their old age.]

[There is too much that cannot be explained, too much that is unreasonable in this world. The smarter a person is, the more absurdities they see, and the more loopholes in the rules they encounter.]

[And the physics knowledge they once took pride in appears so pale and powerless before this unknown forbidden zone of knowledge.]

[When science reaches its absolute end, theology becomes their only spiritual home...]

Lines of writing slowly appeared on the diary, as though an invisible hand were writing from some unknown corner across the void...

As for the diary holders, countless female protagonists stared at the content emerging on its pages. Their eyes seemed to gleam, their hearts full of shock, yet they could grasp nothing.

Especially the female protagonists of the Douluo Plane.

They could not understand it, yet they were deeply shaken.

Could technology truly develop to such a degree?

What was physics? Here, they used martial souls to "reason" with others!

Yet the world depicted in the diary was entirely different.

There were no martial souls there, no cultivation through soul power. Ordinary humans had frail bodies, yet they could use so-called "technology" and "physics" to unravel the laws of heaven and earth and analyze the origin of the world.