Honkai Diary, Starting with Domestic White-haired Dumplings

"Okay? I've gained a lot, and I feel that my understanding of the world is improving every day. This is the right thing to do, I think so."

"It's so naive that it makes me want to laugh."

"Aren't you laughing already? Tyrant of the sky, how long has it been since you listened to the voices from the earth?"

The familiar title reminded Hera of the conflict with Joyce.

Then, she shook her head.

"Never. Most humans are ugly and superficial creatures, and have always been. Why should I listen to that meaningless voice?"

"wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Human beings are both ugly and beautiful, both superficial and profound as the universe. All living beings have their own unique appearance and thoughts. What you see is a random oil painting with too many muddy and complicated colors Randomly intertwined, competing with each other, competing for each other's sense of existence, chaotic and disorderly, it is naturally repulsive. But I think that if there are superb artists writing, giving enough arrangement, so that every color can be fully displayed themselves, and harmoniously reflect each other, the same color will become a magnificent picture that can amaze the starry sky."

Walter said slowly, with emotion and pride, his eyes seemed to be shining with a strange light that Hera hadn't seen for a long time.

Chapter 120 The Sixth Is Just Zeke's Task

"Artist, writer..."

Hera held Teresa in one hand, and a teacup in the other. The pale steam was lingering on that delicate and picturesque face, revealing a bit of meaning.

She added:

"The person who controls the color, stands outside the painting, surveys all things, and outlines the fate of all living beings—so, do you want to become a god?"

Hera raised her mouth and looked at Walter with hope in her eyes, even an expression of encouragement.

Walter shook his head and laughed.

"Don't dare. I'm just an insignificant member of all living beings. How can I become a god? I just want to find a way to outline a perfect painting and find out the process of realizing it."

"Kindness, understanding, caring for each other, solidarity - the answers you want have been written in the most conspicuous places thousands of years ago, and even passed on by word of mouth. Everyone knows, but no one regards these qualities as One thing. Thousands of years have passed, and nothing has changed, so you are doing useless work."

"Hahaha! It makes sense, I have to write it down. The shaping of all good qualities has actually been written in human history, but we need to guide and expand this power. A person's goodness is weak and powerless. The beauty of the world. To guide the goodness of thousands of people, and to restrain the evil desires in a standardized way, that is the real harmony of the world!"

Walter looked as if he had gained something, and recorded some things in the notebook that had been used quite a bit, with a gentle smile, completely unaffected by Hera's "useless effort" evaluation.

Hera raised her eyebrows and asked:

"You are so determined, what kind of answer are you looking for?"

Walter stroked the cover of the notebook and smiled.

"To be precise, it should be a thought. I think people have an end, but thoughts don't. As long as I find the right thought and pass it on, it will be passed on and developed for thousands of years. One day, I can guide mankind to draw the perfect picture. As for me, all I have to do is practice to the end, or fully realize my goal, or fall on the way of practice, it doesn't matter. I will struggle In the end, but success doesn’t have to be on me, as long as I know that one day I can achieve it, that’s enough.”

"……Innocent."

Hera spit out the word slowly and put down the teacup.And said:

"If you expect human beings to achieve Great Harmony by themselves, why don't you climb to the top and become a god first, and use your own will to transform the world into what you want. Then, it's more realistic."

Just like the former Mandate of Heaven was a decadent and absurd religious institution, if Otto hadn't come to power, deliberately maintained the stability of the world, and forcibly reversed everything with his personal ability, the Mandate of Heaven today would never have looked like this.

Walter sighed.

"Of course, I can do that. And then? How long can the system enforced by external force last? No, it should be asked, how long can I exist strong? When I fall, everything will disappear again. Only Only by finding the correct ideas, allowing people to comprehend, recognize, and follow them from the bottom of their hearts, and guide them to spontaneously establish the order they need, can it really last forever."

Hera's eyes moved, yes, this is the current self and destiny.

If there is no qualified successor, when Hera, or Otto let go, this powerful organization that is consistent with the outside world and dominates the world will decay and collapse from the inside out, and everything will slowly return to the original point - human beings. Inferiority is so stubborn and unsolvable.

So, she said lightly:

"Impossible. Human beings have the same inferiority throughout the ages, and there is no order that can be recognized by everyone."

"So, have you asked everyone?"

"what?"

Hera was taken aback.

And Walter always said with gentleness:

"Obviously, you haven't asked them, but you just think so. And I decided to ask, to discuss and research with them, to find that kind of order—even if not everyone, at least let most people , an order that we are all happy to follow and maintain. It must exist, and the more we go forward, the more I believe in it. After all, we are all human beings with soft hearts, so why can’t we work together?”

"……Innocent."

Hera said this evaluation again.

Then she raised her teacup.

"But, do you know? I actually don't hate naive people, so I respect you!"

"Haha, I'm honored."

The two teacups touched each other.

"I admire those who are upright and brave, and you are very courageous, but I still think this is a ridiculous journey. I have no expectations for the future you describe. In terms of understanding of human nature, I have more right to speak than you many."

"Yeah, it's quite difficult. But someone has to do it. Who else is this person but me?"

"Why are you confident again?"

"People are contradictory. On the one hand, they find it difficult, and on the other hand, they feel...the world is boundless, who else is better than me? Is it strange?"

Hera shrugged, smiled, noncommittal.

Then, she changed the subject again.

"Tell me, is there really a so-called god in this world?"

"I don't think so. Everything is just a person's chance and choice."

"If there is no God, where does Honkai come from?"

"This... You're asking me. If there really is a certain will in the dark, which arranges the great enemy of the collapse for mankind, and sits and watches the tug-of-war between the two sides until the end of one side - that kind of existence, with God To describe it should be quite different.”

Walter said with great emotion, both heavy and sad.The story of Benghuai is a story of blood and tears, which has always been like this from ancient times to the present.

And Hera asked:

"If there is such a god, how do you want to deal with it?"

"Destroy the collapse first, then break the wall of the world, and stand out as soldiers outside the world—pull up trees and fill the sea."

Tree refers to the tree of imaginary numbers.

The sea refers to the sea of ​​quantum.

In fact, they are neither trees nor seas, they are just conceptual metaphors.If only because of these two names, it is undoubtedly a fool to understand the concepts involving the origin of countless worlds as a big tree and a sea.

But what Walter meant, Hera understood.

So, she burst out laughing.

"a ha ha ha!"

"Laughing... I laughed to death!"

"Hahaha!"

"How...how could you have such an idea? You didn't do that in your dreams, did you?"

"Hahaha!"

The girl laughed wildly, her blond hair seemed to ripple in the night, matched with her clear laughter like silver bells, the brilliance was dazzling, and she had the appearance of alluring the city and the country.

Walter just looked at her, watching her smile fade from wanton to nothing.

Then, he calmly asked:

"So, in your opinion, besides this, do human beings have a second choice?"

"How about running away?"

"Where are you going?"

"Quantum Sea, World Bubble, how about it?"

Hera asked with a smile.

Walter's expression became subtle.

"Wandering Earth? A plan made up by Zeke? He won't make a mistake, so he really guessed something?"

"No, why would I have such a strange plan~~"

Hera squinted, smiled slyly, and looked obviously lying.

Walter stared at her, unable to see whether Hera really had a plan, or was playing tricks on him.

In the end, Walter could only sigh and said:

"If you can really escape, it's a way of life. But I've always doubted that if I hide in the world bubble, will Honkai really stay away instead of getting worse? Furthermore, even if Honkai is away, the illusory Quantum Realm Is there really peace and safety in the sea? In my opinion, there is only one way for us--and that is victory. There is no other way but victory."

"Victory, this is another fairy tale."

Hera said faintly, thinking of the former civilization that had been destroyed under the Houkai, and also remembering the fate with the God of Houkai, she was briefly absent-minded.

Then, she raised her glass again.

"Again, Walter Young!"

Hera read out Walter's full name, and looked at the man with calm and gentle eyes.

He was no longer Joyce's shadow, he was Walter Young.

Walter Yang——Hera silently read this name in her heart, and she knew that there was one more person she needed to remember.

Walter and Hera clinked the glasses, drank them down, then looked at their watches, and said to themselves without concealing their volume:

"Well, it's almost time, and what Zeke explained has been completed. It went smoothly unexpectedly!"

Hera's smile stiffened.

Chapter 120 Seven

Bridge Bean Sacks!

What is Walter talking about?What Zeke explained?