"That was the happiest period since humanity first emerged on the Ancestral Star. Lifespan, health, Martial Arts Cultivation, Gene Optimization, technology, social structure, governance, energy, even entertainment-every aspect approached perfection. And yet... that was when we encountered the Dark Matter Sea."
Standing by the window, Flower Creek said softly, "If it had been a miserable age of endless warfare, or the age when civilization suffered its first calamity and left the Ancestral Star, encountering the Dark Matter Sea wouldn't have mattered. The destruction of hell wouldn't make anyone sad or heartbroken. But why did the greatest disaster have to strike in the best of times? If there's no reason to anything in the Universe, is this our fate? Why are we so unlucky?"
Jing Jiu said, "Zhao Layue once said that there are many pleasing sounds in the world. A stream sounds lovely, so just listen. Do you really need to applaud?"
Flower Creek turned to look at him, expressionless, seemingly unable to understand why he had said something so utterly unrelated at a time like this.
"The stream flows there by itself, making sounds when it meets the stones. Whether those sounds are pleasant or unpleasant has nothing to do with people. Neither the stream nor the stones ever intended for you to hear them."
Jing Jiu said, "By the same reasoning, the Dark Matter Sea appeared and brought death when it encountered life. That has nothing to do with us either. Those dark forces and those tainted life forms have no emotions, no love or hatred, not even a subjective purpose. They simply happened to appear in this star system."
Flower Creek said, "That's still fate."
Jing Jiu said, "You can call it fate, but it's actually still a question of probability. Besides, I've always thought that the