At this point, Mo Xiao Su paused, turned around and glanced at the woman and child who were locked up behind her.
"The reason I've stayed alive all these years is because I think about how many people in the world are still suffering, having had the same experiences as me."
"Therefore, I do not wish to die."
"At least I possess significant power now, enough to save them."
"If I die, they will most likely... face a bleak future and then be tortured to death here!"
The Theater God spoke up, "Xiao Su, if that's the case, then you absolutely cannot die."
"We'll have to go back eventually; this time and space isn't ours after all."
"This is the best we can do to provide assistance."
"Your spacetime still needs to be built and developed by yourselves."
"Darkness and sin in the world, especially when a nation is on the verge of collapse, will inevitably breed even more."
So you have to live!
You must not die!
"If you die, the people you rescued today might be arrested again in the near future."
Then, the Theater God abruptly changed the subject, continuing, "This isn't without a solution; I'll give you one."
"That is, to make them practice martial arts!"
"Give them the ability to protect themselves!"
"We have passed down the Martial Dao, and the highest level we can reach is the Emperor Rank Middle Stage."
"Emperor Rank... Putting everything else aside, if the poor souls you wish to protect can reach the third or fourth rank, then you will almost never encounter such a thing again."
"If someone can become King Rank martial artist, or if someone with exceptional talent achieves the Emperor Rank martial artist, then perhaps they can take the baton from you and use their own strength to protect more pitiful children."
But everything has one prerequisite.
"That means they need resources for cultivation, and Martial Dao Secret Medicine that will allow them to rise rapidly!"
"..."
After seizing on a key point in Mo Xiao Su's words, the Theater God began to unleash a barrage of attacks.
Although this has the air of moral blackmail, things have come to this point that moral blackmail is not an option.
It can't be like this, Xiao Su was living a perfectly good life and had her own things to do every day.
So they both came, and then Mo Xiao Su committed suicide, right?
Every one of those Divine Mandate Bearer is a pillar of the nation!
Perhaps Mo Xiao Su in this timeline encountered some problems during her growth.
But as long as a person is alive, there is still hope.
He didn't expect Mo Xiao Su of this timeline to protect her country, and he simply couldn't bring himself to say such shameless things.
Mo Xiao Su uses her own strength to protect what she wants to protect and do what she wants to do, and that's enough.
Su Wen glanced at Mo Xiao Su, who was in a low mood, then turned his gaze to the old man who was a master of Theater God.
The old man kept talking and moving, and even waved his right hand to conjure two soft stools with his Theater Dao power, gesturing for Mo Xiao Su to sit down and chat.
Then, he began to talk about all sorts of things about himself, interspersed with subtle but profound truths.
The Theater God dislikes moral blackmail, and in fact, he has developed a sophisticated system to counter it.
But the more someone is like this, the more adept they become at using morality to blackmail others.
Especially when the other party is using moral blackmail, they still try to consider things from your perspective in various ways. You unknowingly fall into their trap of moral blackmail without even realizing it.
As you listen, you might even start to think that what the other person is saying makes a lot of sense, and that you should indeed do it that way.
" In the River of Fate, is there a way to send Mo Xiao Su from this timeline on a trip to the Main Space-Time?"
With a thought, Su Wen began to communicate with the River of Fate.
[Honorable God of Wealth of Wealth, your request has been received by the River of Fate.]
[In principle, the Sub-Space-Time linked by the power of destiny within the River of Fate are only accessible to beings from the Main Space-Time.]
[But you are the God of Wealth, possessing immense and all-encompassing Wealth Source; therefore, none of this is a problem.]
[You only need to spend a small amount of Wealth Source to get everything you want.]
Regarding your request, the River of Fate has offered the following three solutions.
[One, A Journey of Divine Thought: A wisp of divine thought will be separated to replace your current self in this time and space, accompanying you to the Sub-Space-Time. Price: One million in Wealth Source.]
[Part Two: A Journey of the Soul. Under the protection of the River of Fate, the soul transcends the boundaries of time and space to travel to the Main Space-Time and witness its magnificent splendor. Price: 100 million in Wealth Source.]
[Third, The Journey of the True Body: Under the full protection and blessing of the River of Fate, the physical body, soul, and true spirit existing in the Sub-Space-Time cross the boundary between illusion and reality to embark on a tangible journey to the Main Space-Time. Price: 10 billion in Wealth Source.]
Su Wen: "..."
Why are the prices of these three options so outrageous, each one more so than the last?
At first, I thought it was alright.
The result was that all three options saw a hundredfold increase!
Immediately, Su Wen moved his mind and sent Sycee to communicate with the River of Space-Time in this space-time.
Go ask about the price!
After all, this is the Sub-Space-Time, River of Space-Time here should still exist.
Even... that dead Narrator is here too, but because Sub-Space-Time No. 01 was knocked down by the River of Fate, they are now somewhat silent.
When this matter was brought up, he had a question.
Will the money that the River of Fate takes from us be shared with the River of Space-Time?
If there were no distinction at all, would the River of Space-Time be willing to accept it?
After all, this Sub-Space-Time was created by the River of Space-Time itself using its power.
The River of Fate can be conquered so easily, without even a share of the spoils. Given the River of Space-Time's ruthless nature, wouldn't it be furious?
"Lord God of God of Wealth, the prices on this side of the River of Space-Time are on average fifty percent more expensive than those on the River of Fate."
Sycee whispered, "However, the River of Space-Time says that after-sales service is definitely top-notch."
"Even if you purchase the last package, the River of Space-Time can guarantee that after this Time-Space Shadow God travels to the Main Space-Time and returns, her body will be baptized by the power of time and space."
In short, there's a return gift on this side of the River of Space-Time.
Su Wen raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked, "You get kickbacks too, don't you?"
Sycee: "..."
That's pointless!
"You jest, God of God of Wealth. Ever since I insulted the River of Space-Time last time, we've had a falling out and haven't spoken for days."
Sycee stubbornly replied, "It was only because you asked me that I went to speak with the River of Space-Time."
"Aside from business dealings, I've never paid any attention to the River of Space-Time."
Upon hearing this, Su Wen pursed his lips and said, "You're so stubborn, do you think I can't tell whether you've taken kickbacks or not?"
"I don't know who you learned this habit from."
Upon hearing this, Sycee lowered his head and remained silent.
He didn't dare accept that.
After all, one wrong move and your secret stash of savings could be wiped out.
For the sake of their secret stash of money, whatever the God of God of Wealth says is right, and even what is wrong becomes right.
What?
Did the God of God of Wealth say something wrong?
Impossible!
The God of God of Wealth doesn't make mistakes!
There must be something wrong with your ears; you must have misheard!