“Immortal…” Wang Gui struggled for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and kowtowing, “I don’t know why immortal said that…”

Immortals who descended to the mortal world were indeed unrivaled in their abilities.

But… what he said was hard to believe!

The world he lived in was fake.

He was just a wandering soul floating in this nightmare-like illusion?

Moreover… was he a pitiful soul that repeated this reincarnation over and over again?

And the real world had long been turned upside down!

Emperor Taizu’s expedition to Yinzhou was real but that was more than 300 years ago!

Great Xia’s Emperor Taizu had long passed away, and the Great Xia Empire had become a federal empire that was similar to the Zhou dynasty.

The Emperor ruled from the country peacefully with talented people from the four corners, and the herdsmen guarded the land.

The country was prosperous, technology was advanced, and the people were rich and powerful!

As for him and his companions, they were forgotten in this fake illusion.

It could be said that they did not know the Han dynasty, let alone the Wei or Jin dynasty!

This… was obviously beyond Wang Gui’s understanding.

That was because the script limited him to being a descendant of the Xia merchants from Luzon.

Ling Ping’an looked at these burly men and smiled, “I naturally won’t lie to you!”

He then looked at the others.

The people whose skin was tanned by the sun of the brave sea were slaves from Kunlun State, and descendants of the Xia people who were transported from Luzon, Johor, and other places by the colonizers.

“I also won’t lie to everyone!”

As he spoke, he flicked his finger.

In the Realm of Nightmare, he had a certain degree of freedom.

The realm seemed to be able to bear a part of his madness.

Thus, his strength was released.

Although it wasn’t even 1%, what he could do wasn’t something a human or even a living creature could do.

Just like at this moment, his fingertip moved slightly.

Light dots bounced in all directions.

These light dots were the bottom-level memories of this Nightmare World.

They recorded the countless reincarnations and zero-returning experiences of these people in this world.

When the dots of light entered their bodies, everyone laid down and started retching.

All sorts of memories rampaged in their minds.

The reincarnations and cleansed memories were released again.

They were molded and then died.

They resisted but also failed.

They won and then fell into the abyss.

Some of them were loyal to Wang Gui in one of the reincarnations. They followed him through life and death and never left him.

However, in the next reincarnation, they became traitors for various reasons.

They turned around and pointed their swords at their former comrades. Their comrades from the previous reincarnation swung their swords without hesitation.

In the next reincarnation, they became loyal followers again.

Their struggles were like a joke.

Their blood, passionate actions, battles, resistance, hot blood, and sacrifices were all routes that the script had already determined.

“Ah…” One person after another squatted on the ground, crying and laughing.

Fake…

The person was fake…

The world was also fake!

Some had collapsed, and some were in despair!

There were even those who intended to commit suicide.

Ling Ping’an only watched quietly and did not interfere.

To his surprise, as the main character, Wang Gui did not collapse, despair, or seek death.

He just laid on the ground, struggling and hesitating.

Finally…

He stood up and grabbed a Kunlun man who was about to commit suicide.

“Abu!” He grabbed his blade. “You can’t die!”

“Dying won’t solve the problem!”

He kicked another person who was about to commit suicide. “Lin Dalang, you’ve been by my side for dozens of reincarnations. I remember that we were forced into a dead-end more than a dozen times, but we didn’t give up hope!”

Then, he shouted, “Everyone, quiet!”

“How could a mature man like us cry like this?”

It had to be said that the charisma and personality of the main character were really invincible!

Wang Gui shouted and immediately stunned the scene.

Everyone quieted down, including the slaves from Kunlun State.

It was as expected of the main character of the plot with the shadows of Song Jiang, Liu Bei, and Cao Cao!

Ling Ping’an looked at him and became curious. He asked, “Wang Gui, you don’t believe what I showed you?”

Wang Gui turned around and looked at Ling Ping’an. He cupped his fists and said, “What immortal showed me is naturally true! Even if I don’t believe it, I have to believe it!”

“What’s more!” He took a deep breath and said, “After being enlightened by immortal, I have understood the wisdom of the common people and know the true origin!”

“I’m not Wang Gui!” He struggled, and then his expression became serious. “But I’m also Wang Gui!”

He raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

“To be more precise… I’m the stitching of many souls!” A strange expression appeared on his face.

“Those souls are probably the navy soldiers who fought the bandits from Land of Qin in this sea area…”

That was right!

He recalled some of his remaining memories.

In this sea area, countless tragic naval battles took place during the hundred-year war.

Breaking up, intercepting, battleships clashing…

In the hundred-year war, thousand of the warships of the Great Xia Navy were sunk by the colonizer ships from the Land of Qin in the Brave Sea.

Tens of thousands of army soldiers spilled their blood on the islands of the

Brave Sea.

Countless people died in the sea to free the enslaved people and for the sake of their descendants.

This was why the Brave Sea was called the Ocean of Righteousness.

Wang Gu was nurtured from the countless souls that died here and he was the main character in the Realm of Nightmare.

Naturally, he had a heroic spirit though he was also a stitched monster.

‘Wang Gui’ was just an illusion.

An image that was stitched together by countless broken consciousnesses.

It was like a clay figurine made by a child.

Ling Ping’an listened quietly. He knew that what Wang Gui said was the truth because his eyes could see the other party’s body.

It was a soul that was pieced together by countless different pieces.

A willpower that seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but was actually indestructible!

Ling Ping’an finally understood the reason he came to this Nightmare World.

It was the guidance of his own heart.

As a gentleman, he subconsciously sensed that there was someone here that he could learn from and communicate with.

“Confucius said, ‘If three people walk together, there will always be a teacher for me!’” he sighed. “This is truly golden advice!”

After this person understood his existence, not only did he not collapse!

Instead, he became even stronger!

Ling Ping’an could see that the cracks in his soul were gradually melting and merging.

This meant that… he might become a real individual with his own consciousness and ideas.

He might no longer be a stitching monster.

He might become a real person.

This was too amazing!

It was too shocking!

It also made Ling Ping’an admire him!

Therefore, he asked, “Wang Gui… why aren’t you like the others? Shouldn’t you be more afraid of this fact than these people?”

That was right…

The others only knew the truth of the first level. Since then, they had already collapsed and were even seeking death.

But Wang Gui knew the crueler truth that he wasn’t even ‘fake’.

Everything he had was pieced together.

He wasn’t even himself!

Those fake memories fabricated by the Realm of Nightmare didn’t belong to him.

Ling Ping’an asked himself if he encountered such a thing, he would probably have to display his fine tradition – He would hide his head and pretend that this didn’t happen.

As long as he didn’t admit it, no one would be able to hurt him!

It was just like the strange things that he had noticed in the past.

He could always find a way to deny it.

He could always imagine something different until the truth was completely revealed, and he could no longer deny it.

However…

Even so, he had actually been shrinking, retreating, and denying it.

Wang Gui chuckled and said, “Why should I scare? Why should I be afraid?”

“There is no such thing in my memory!”

“Those people… Those heroes left me nothing to fear…”

“Moreover…” he looked at Ling Ping’an and cupped his fists. “Immortal told me… that we won in the end!”

“Our sacrifices were not in vain!”

“Emperor Taizu, Emperor Taizong, and Emperor Gao Zong did not betray their promises to the world and us!”

“Our hometown, our homeland, and our descendants all enjoyed peace, prosperity, and stability because of us…”

“If that’s the case… What regrets do we have? What is there to be afraid of?”

“Confucius said that we should be benevolent, and Mencius said that we should take justice!”

“We are benevolent and able to take justice for the world, for the people, and die for benevolence and righteousness. It is a worthy death, and we can rest in peace!”

Ling Ping’an didn’t quite understand because he was just a rice worm who wanted to earn a living and wait for death.

Even if this rice worm found out that he was actually a monster and could destroy the world at any time, he actually didn’t have anything to worry about.

He was just going with the flow.

Therefore, although he was quite sentimental about Wang Gui’s generous words, it was only sentimental.

In the end, he couldn’t empathize with Wang Gui’s feelings, and it was even harder to understand.

He didn’t understand what caused Wang Gui to undergo such a change.

A weirdo that had been stitched together actually began to fuse into one!

Especially after Wang Gui finished saying these words, Ling Ping’an discovered that the cracks in his body had almost disappeared.

This meant that he had further stabilized his existence through these words.

He was him.

He was no longer a stitching monster.

“A heroic figure would exhibit his own spirit?” Ling Ping’an thought.

The books he had read told him that there was nothing impossible for heroes.

As the saying goes, they could create any miracle when heaven and earth worked together for them from time to time!

However…

This miracle was of no help to Ling Ping’an.

After all, it was impossible for him to be a hero.

If he was a monster, with a few tricks, Ling Ping’an felt that he wouldn’t fight back.

He would probably surrender faster than Fran!

Fortunately, his part as a monster was very gentle to his humanity.

Or it could be said that he was full of malice!

It was like a child catching a tadpole and putting it in a bottle. He was very curious to see the tadpole grew four legs.

Subjectively, the child had no malice toward the tadpole in the bottle.

But in reality, he was full of malice!

“Brother Wang…” Ling Ping’an used honorifics, which meant that he recognized Wang Gui. He recognized that Wang Gui could communicate with him in terms of personality and even as his role model.

He thought for a moment and asked, “May I ask, Brother Wang, do you think you’re Wang Gui now or the people who died in this sea?”

This was very important!

Who was he?

This was also the question Ling Ping’an had to face.

After all, he couldn’t guarantee that as a monster, he would have enough patience.

Monsters weren’t things that humans could understand.

Even he couldn’t understand!

Ling Ping’an knew very well that if his humanity was obliterated…

Then he would be a complete monster.

He would treat the common people like grass, and treat the world like a dog.

If he was happy, he would destroy a world for fun.

If he was unhappy, he would destroy a world to resolve his worries.

He might even be like those naughty children in the park, smashing a star just to pour the flames of the star into a fragile world and turn it into a toy, a toy that he made and threw away for fun.

This is what he, as a monster, would most likely do!

Moreover, when he did these things, he might not even have any malice.

He just simply thought it was fun or simply wanted to have fun.

What did it have to do with you to destroy you?

What crime did it have to do with him to destroy you?

This was his monster face.

A cold-blooded, chaotic, aimless monster.

This was also something he used to do.

He would turn around unconsciously in his sleep, or when he woke up, he would beat the eternal drum excitedly under the drumbeat of the band.

It would cause a terrible disaster!

Wang Gui blinked and said, “Of course I’m Wang Gui!”

“Why?” Ling Ping’an didn’t quite understand.

“Because I think I’m Wang Gui!” Wang Gui laughed.

“I agree with everything I’ve done in the countless reincarnations in the past!”

“I don’t regret any of the choices I’ve made!”

“Even though I’ve made mistakes in the reincarnations and caused the comrades around me to die because of me!”

“Even though I was caught by my enemies and cut into pieces!”

“Even though I made a wrong choice and caused countless innocent people to be implicated, and the corpses of the dead floated in the ocean!”

“But I don’t regret it!”

“Even if I have to do it again, I will do it again!”

“That’s why I agree with my choice!”

“Even if I’m smashed to pieces… even if I’m reduced to ashes…”

“Of course!” Wang Gui looked at Ling Ping’an, the immortal in his eyes, and bowed. “I have to thank immortal for enlightening and informing me!”

“Because immortal let me know… that what I did was right!”

“And because immortal told me that the sacrifices of me and my comrades were not worthless!”

“We are dead!”

“But our children and grandchildren are still alive!”

“We are dead, and our children and grandchildren are us!”

“Now, although I know that I was pieced together by many people…”

“But what does that have to do with anything?”

“We all agree with each other’s choices!”

“And we all understand our actions!”

“In that case…”

“Then is it important to struggle over whether or not I am Wang Gui now?”

Ling Ping’an’s eyes shone as he listened.

He seemed to have grasped the main point!