Upon hearing Qin Ze's question, Ling gave a wry smile.
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."
Ling raised her head and gazed into the distance.
"Master's calculations back then were correct."
"Sacrifice a small part of the world and its World Will in exchange for the survival of the main world."
Even if we wander in the Abyss, as long as the world exists, we are not rootless duckweed.
"With a massive population and a complete civilization, a new World Will will emerge within a century."
Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh again.
The Great Sage devoted himself wholeheartedly to the development and survival of the entire Blue Flame Race.
They even calculated up to a hundred years from now.
Ling said in a deep voice, "However, Master forgot one thing."
Are the Blue Flame People a hundred years from now still the same Blue Flame People from back then?
Qin Ze frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
The lifespan of an ordinary Blue Flame People, even if they are not a martial artist, is around 150 years.
A mere century is not enough time for a generation of Blue Flame People to perish.
Ling's tone turned somewhat melancholy. "Life as a wanderer is tough. Every day, we not only have to cut back on food and clothing, but also defend ourselves against the invasion of the Abyss."
Many people are exhausted, both physically and mentally; they just want to find a new world to rely on and are unwilling to continue wandering.
"A fragmented civilizational will cannot give rise to a new World Will, let alone a hundred years, or even a thousand years."
"Furthermore, with the sudden appearance of the Maka Race's world, everyone completely forgot about the World Will."
"The vast majority of people believe that it is better to plunder directly than to spend hundreds of years cultivating a new World Will."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze felt a mix of emotions.
"The blue flame will never die, the burning heart will live on forever" seems to have become a joke.
When Qin Ze saw the Great Sage and the Blue Flame People sacrificing themselves at the last moment in the Image Recording Stone, he was extremely shocked.
With such fearless leaders, how can civilization not thrive and endure?
Qin Ze even felt that compared to them, the constantly inflicting internal strife of the Human Race was nothing but a bunch of worthless rotten fish.
But now it seems the Blue Flame People are nothing special.
Or rather, the true Blue Flame People died on the day the world was divided.
Qin Ze sneered, " The World Will plundered, or the will of Blue Flame?"
"Even if you succeed in the end, should you be called the New Maka People or the Blue Flame People?"
Ling remained silent.
Seeing his reaction, Qin Ze was extremely disappointed, and he felt resentful for the Great Sage.
If the Great Sage knew that the civilization he risked his life to continue had become like this, he would probably rise from his coffin in anger.
Qin Ze asked again, "Is this also your idea?"
Ling's lips twitched. "I... I guess so."
Qin Ze sneered, "Good luck to you."
Having said that, he walked out of the formation and left.
Ling lowered her eyes and murmured to herself, "Master, what should I do?"
"I... I really did my best. This is the only way for the Blue Flame Clan to survive."
"If you were in that situation, what would you do...?"
Qin Ze, led by guards outside the garden, arrived at the banquet hall.
As soon as he entered, the beautiful sound of the piano filled his ears, instantly dispelling the vexation in Qin Ze's heart.
"Miss Gong's violin playing is wonderful."
After finishing a piece, Gong Shangyu clasped her hands together at her lower abdomen.
Thank you for your compliment.
This was the first time Qin Ze had heard her speak.
Her voice was as beautiful as her piano playing.
The Fifth Prince said, "Mr. Qin, please have a seat."
"You've been chatting with the Great Sage for so long, the food's getting cold."
Qin Ze sat down opposite the Fifth Prince.
" The Great Sage must have asked you about the Lost World, right?"
Qin Ze glanced at the Fifth Prince with surprise.
The Fifth Prince smiled faintly.
" The Great Sage told me about the history of the Blue Flame People."
"After all, I have half Blue Flame People blood in my veins, and he felt I should know all of this."
"I suspect your Fire Movement Technique comes from that Lost World."
"How is that world doing now?"
Qin Ze replied, "That's all."
The Fifth Prince sighed silently, "What a pity."
The atmosphere in the banquet hall became somewhat heavy.
Neither of them spoke again; they simply ate in silence.
Qin Ze looked at the girl. "Miss Gong, could you play another piece?"
Upon hearing this, Gong Shangyu looked at the Fifth Prince.
The Fifth Prince raised his hand, signaling for the performance to begin.
The next second, melodious music echoed throughout the banquet hall.
The Fifth Prince smiled and said, "Mr. Qin seems to like Xiaoyu very much."
" Xiaoyu is still single. If you stay, your family will surely be very happy."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Your Highness has misunderstood."
"I simply admire Miss Gong's talent; that's all."
As another song ended, Qin Ze suddenly had the thought that staying might actually be a good idea.
The more he looked at Gong Shangyu, the more handsome he found him to be. He even started thinking about what to name their future children.
The clones shouted over the Local Area Network, "Wake up!"
Qin Ze quickly suppressed his thoughts, remaining calm and composed like Sage.
Through this experiment, he confirmed one more thing.
Gong Shangyu's zither music has a special ability: it can interfere with people's emotions.
If the Fifth Prince's ability is similar to mind manipulation, then it can be said to complement Gong Shangyu's zither music.
They usually work in pairs, like shadows.
As expected, Gong Shangyu is the second person.
boom--
As Qin Ze's thoughts wandered, a loud explosion rang out outside.
Shortly after, a guard entered. "Your Highness, the council chamber has been attacked. We are too close to the chamber. Please come with me to a safe place."
The Fifth Prince frowned slightly. "If I remember correctly, Representative Lan Yan is currently discussing a ceasefire with my elder brother in the council hall, isn't he?"
The guard said anxiously, "Your Highness, we must leave quickly."
The Fifth Prince said apologetically to Qin Ze, "I'm so sorry, it seems the afternoon classes will have to continue."
Qin Ze: "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night and I'm a little tired now."
The Fifth Prince said to the guards, "Immediately send someone to escort Mr. Qin back, and make sure his safety is guaranteed."
The guard nodded. "Yes."
Qin Ze and the Fifth Prince parted ways at the entrance of the banquet hall.
The safe house for members of the royal family must naturally not be revealed to outsiders.
Watching Qin Ze get into the car and drive away, the Fifth Prince muttered to himself, "We're really lucky; both worlds are going to be ours."
It was the same car we used to take.
Qin Ze, sitting in the back, sensed something was off.
The driver this time was clearly not an experienced one.
The car wobbled and nearly crashed into the wall several times.
"Alright, park on the side of the road, I'll walk back."
It was almost like riding in a hearse, but Qin Ze decided to walk back.
The driver said in a deep voice, "My mission is to get you out of the palace."
Qin Ze found the voice somewhat familiar.
Turn your face around so I can see it.
Driver: "I'm sorry, sir, I don't have homosexual tendencies."
Qin Ze was speechless. "What a coincidence, I don't have any either."
Immediately, Qin Ze put his hand on the driver's shoulder.
The driver looked up, revealing a pair of red eyes beneath his hat brim.