As it happened, Old Wang was about to set out for the Demon God's Sea, so I asked him this question. He smiled and waved a hand. "As long as you don't turn into a good-for-nothing shut-in like my daughter, nothing else matters!"
"I couldn't help laughing. Old Wang and his daughter really were a pair of nemeses, fighting all the time. It was easy to imagine them continuing to fight in the future."
"But this question really is important. In my eighties, I'm not joking. I really do need to make some preparations for my next life."
"If I only want to live an ordinary person's life, I don't need to prepare anything. But if I want to accomplish something greater, who should I trust? If I'm going to keep living, there ought to be some meaning to it, shouldn't there?"
"One person's strength is limited, after all. Who is worthy of trust?"
Zhang Ming suddenly thought of an incredible possibility and sprang out of bed.
If their old comrade Li Xianfeng could keep living, if his lifespan could be even longer than Zhang Ming's...
His somewhat listless mood was instantly filled with energy.
Zhang Ming threw several fierce punches into the air. Runes flashed in his muscles, and the air whistled.
"This is wonderful, Li Xianfeng. You might actually live longer than me!"
"Looks like you'll have to think about the meaning of life too!"
Zhang Ming continued reading the letter. Sure enough, Li Xianfeng explained the answer he had found.
"On an inexplicable impulse, I went to the headquarters of the Supernatural Alliance and met its current Secretary-General, Comrade Qin Yiwei."
"Old Zhang, you should know that I've never liked him very much, because he's a special ability user. In fact, I could more or less guess