Chapter 718 Something to Look Forward To

The scenes of war are always spectacular.At this moment, the skies above the Ghost Realm are densely packed with spaceships of various colors, filled with the ghost race of this realm.They sit in cramped spaces, some joyful for having survived, but also somewhat lost, unsure of their future.Only the white sun at the center of the world offers them some solace.No.There are also human reinforcements.On the spaceships, many ghosts sincerely think, "So humans are this powerful."Racial division.National hatred.These things have nothing to do with the powerless, landless, and even low-level ghosts of the Ghost Realm.They live extremely difficult lives. The people of the Upper City are unwilling to participate in urbanization for the people of the Ghost Realm; most still live in the mountains and villages, like the wandering ghosts that humans call them.When they hear of the arrival of the Celestial Realm, they feel nothing.It wasn't until the lofty Heavenly Demon Realm was suddenly breached, and two armies of the Yan Clan, led by Saints, descended upon this world, that everyone truly understood the meaning of "apocalypse."The Yan Clan's primary attribute was light. These two armies of killers were like two red suns, evaporating everything in their path and collecting the corpses with a strange, colorful bead.We could only await our deaths.But then the Demon Realm appeared. Giant dragons soared through the sky, striking down the sun that brought destruction. The ghosts who witnessed this were utterly shocked.Then, the human race appeared, leading everyone away.Finally, the legendary Li Zun and the Holy Angel Legion appeared, bringing true light and hope.This was the psychological shift of most of the ghosts on the spaceship at this moment.To them,the Demon Realm was God's left hand, and the Holy Angels were God's right hand.The gods stood in the middle, fighting for us, these lost souls.We survived, and now we sit in the warmth of the spaceship, enjoying human food.Though it was merely the simplest canned food and drinking water, to most of the ghost race's inhabitants, it was the most delicious food in the world.Li An's former classmate, Zhao Yanbian, was now the deputy commander of the Ghost Realm's human legion. A long sword hung at his waist as he passed by the path beside the cabin, his gaze falling on the group of so-called "ghosts" inside.These ghosts weren't as terrifying as the legends portrayed. On the contrary, in Zhao Yanbian's eyes, these creatures lived in hell.Their appearance was similar to humans, with limbs, heads, and facial features, but their skin was mostly varying shades of purple, and their bodies were covered with dense ghostly markings. Their pitiful state stemmed from their mostly incomplete appearance.Arms and legs were of varying lengths; some were born without them, or had several fingers, only one ear, half an eye, and were mostly extremely emaciated, looking even more wretched than the lowest-ranking laborers among humans.They mostly engaged in the most primitive social activities: animal husbandry, agriculture, mining, and so on.And they didn't live in a so-called dark and gloomy world; on the contrary, they lived in very ordinary human mountain villages, with mountains and rivers, a sun, and a moon.They didn't know why they were called vengeful ghosts, nor why they were born as the lowest of the low. They knew little about the outside world, living in a giant cocoon, providing the Yan clan with their fortune and nourishing the wandering ghost realm and the heavenly ghost realm.What moved Zhao Yanbian the most was that, from his perspective, although these people were living in dire straits, a life worse than death, they possessed an extremely strong will to survive.They wanted to live.Asking them why didn't yield a eloquent answer; most had never even been to school. But one answer touched Zhao Yanbian's heart.The old vengeful ghost said, "Because living is good."There was no why; living itself was good enough for them.These ugly beings, defined as vengeful ghosts, possessed simple and pure hearts.Zhao Yanbian observed that the old vengeful ghost would give his personal portion of food to the younger one.The female vengeful ghost would also give most of the delicious meat from her food to her child.Smiles radiated from their faces, for they were alive, for they were eating the most delicious food in the world—but it was merely canned seafood on the bottom shelf of the human world's shelves, and water that cost only five cents wholesale.Zhao Yanbian stood in the corridor with the window open, behind him the vengeful ghosts sharing their food, before him a white sun and an ordinary world, and the flames of war brought by the two Yan clan teams.He witnessed firsthand the expressions of the leaders of those two teams.Greed, violence, excitement, and finally, under Li Zun's immense power, they became ugly, fearful, and let out terrified screams.How utterly boring.Faced with death, the so-called holy realm was no different from the vengeful ghosts behind him; they too screamed in fear, they too prayed for someone to save them.But once they possessed power and saw the immense benefits, they seemed like a completely different species.“Li Zun,” Zhao Yanbian muttered to himself, “Do you think these refugees you saved, once they gain power, will become like the Yan family?” Having survived countless battles, large and small, Zhao Yanbian held a pessimistic view of the world.“Actually, you understand everything, don’t you?”Zhao Yanbian wasn’t sure if Li An could hear him, but he still unconsciously continued, “If nothing will ultimately change, is this world really worth your sacrifice?”“Having understood the structure of all matter in the world, you must also see that obvious future.”“How did you convince yourself to fight for this unchanging world?”At that moment,the Ghost Lord suddenly approached, leaning against the railing beside Zhao Yanbian, offering him guidance."Do you think that if the majority of those in power in a society were kind, rational idealists, wouldn't that society become a better place?""Would there be fewer corrupt officials and fewer wrongful convictions?"Zhao Yanbian chuckled softly, looking down. "But where would you find so many good people?"The Ghost Lord pointed to the white sun and smiled. "Actually, one person is enough.""If the source of a stream is clear, then the stream will never be too dirty.""Most of the managers in a society are elected from the top.""Who sits in the top is elected by the top.""In this era, people's lifespans are very long, and the Heavenly Dao is infinite, so if the initial source is correct, then everything afterward will be correct."Zhao Yanbian was stunned for a moment.The Ghost Lord patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't let the unknown future affect your present self.""Who knows what the world will be like 30,000 years from now?""But if we win this battle, three days from now, all those vengeful ghosts you pity will be able to dance for peace with the demon race and humans on the Demon Realm Continent, and enjoy the true delicacies of the human race. I think that scene is worth looking forward to."