"Mo Ling, you're not thinking of helping them, are you?"
Lu Youqi immediately guessed what Mo Ling was thinking.
Caught out, Mo Ling blushed. He had wanted to deny it, but after thinking it over, he slowly nodded.
He knew he couldn't hide it from Lu Youqi...
Lu Youqi let out a long sigh. "You can't help them."
These stones had spent so long searching for "life," yet they had never found a way to truly live. Even if Mo Ling wanted to help, there was little he could do.
"Mo Ling, don't dwell on impossible things." Lu Youqi tried to persuade him again.
"But they're so pitiful."
"There are plenty of pitiful things in this world. It's not your turn to go around playing savior. There are still many places in turmoil from war above the Abyss, many people without homes, and endangered races everywhere in the Abyss. Compassion that can't be put into practice is useless."
"But they're right in front of us. We can't just turn a blind eye, can we?"
Not far away, the three "Stone People" remained stiffly frozen in place. Mo Ling could see them struggling to move their bodies, as if they wanted to break free from the restraints that had trapped them for hundreds of millions of years, to break out of the rock. But things did not go as they wished. In the end, they could only struggle uselessly beneath the shackles of fate.
A stone was a stone. Its essence could not be changed.
If it was no longer hard, no longer numb, then it would no longer be a stone. It would become something else.
These stones seemed to be "trying," but in truth, even they did not know what they wanted to become.
Did they want to become