assistirfilmes Chapter 210 Miao, is this place still suitable?
Chapter 210 Miao, is this place still suitable?
"As soon as I thought about it, isn't the no-man's land exactly what we need?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"Since we're going to a no-man's land, we should definitely go to the most notorious one. Even though many people know about it, the most dangerous places can be the safest. Even if they know, so what? Are they really going to send people to look for us there?"
"The article says this place is so inhospitable, even gods cannot dwell there!"
"What do you think, Miao? Does this place suit our needs?"
Chen Miao read through the article with a calm expression, and after a long pause, he nodded, "If it's like the article describes, then it does seem like a good fit."
"Let's depart immediately."
"This quickly?"
"Yes."
...
He was not worried about the temperature being unsuitable for habitation, for "Heavenly Palace" was an artifact of pure domain creation. It wasn't just about giving you a piece of land; it also allowed you to live anywhere you wished.
For example... underwater, or on other planets.
Yes.
Even underwater, the Heavenly Palace could provide him with an oxygen shield, so that those within its territory wouldn't asphyxiate due to the water, and as for the Land of Extreme Cold, the Heavenly Palace would also provide a shield that maintained constant temperature inside.
However, there was one more thing he needed to do before leaving.
"Old man."
Chen Miao walked up to the security room's door, leaned over the window and looked at the grandfather inside. After rapping on the glass, he tossed a packet of opened cigarettes inside: "We're leaving and might never come back to this cemetery. Do you want to come with us?"
"You guys?"
The old man looked up at Chen Miao, then his eyelids drooped again, "Do you have a cemetery there?"
"No."
"Then I'm not going."
After reflecting for a moment, Chen Miao spoke again, "We can build one for you. How about that?"
This thing seemed extremely out of place in this era.
Nowadays, many people watch TV using holographic projections, which not only have strong immersion but also excellent picture quality and can be projected anywhere. They're much better than these old-fashioned boxy black-and-white TVs, right?
"No, no."
The grandpa chuckled and shook his head, "This thing has been with me for a long time, I can't part with it now. It never thought about changing its owner, how could I possibly change it? Do you know why there were so many blindly loyal and filial people in ancient times, but not seen in modern days?"
"Um..."
Chen Miao's brow furrowed slightly, he hesitated, not speaking immediately. He didn't quite understand what the grandpa was trying to convey by shifting the topic here—it didn't seem like small talk but rather seemed like he was trying to communicate something more subtle.
"Actually, it's quite simple."
The grandpa, while leisurely packing his belongings, began to chat in a dialect with an accent, as if he were an old man talking about household matters: "You see, in ancient times, there wasn't much communication of information, a person didn't have many opportunities in their life."
"Take, for example, a scholar in ancient times, who failed the imperial exams three times in a row, wasn't selected for military service, had no talent for business, then at this point isn't that person finished? But if he accepts his failure, stays by his mother's side all his life, he could at least earn the reputation of a Filial Son."
"Is this scholar truly filial?"
"Not necessarily."
"But becoming a Filial Son was the only way he could achieve societal status and neighborhood fame in that society."
"Apart from a Filial Son, he couldn't become anyone else."
"Why do they say that Poor Family's Filial Sons are common? It's for this reason—because those people had no choice. If they didn't become Filial Sons, they would just become ruffians loitering on the streets, criticized by everyone behind their backs."
"But by becoming Filial Sons, although they still achieved nothing, they could still get a decent reputation in the neighborhood."
"If you gave these Filial Sons a chance to achieve fame and fortune, with the cost of leaving their hometowns and no longer caring for their aging mothers, eighty percent of them wouldn't think twice about it."
"This is the first type, the Poor Family's Filial Son."
"Then there's the second type, what's the second type? The one who guards a dead general's grave for decades, not even glancing home at his wife—the Tomb Guardian."
"There's a story like this."
"In a certain battle, a general led his army to defeat and died on the battlefield, while his loyal follower took his body and fled back. For the rest of his life, he guarded the general's tomb and was called blindly loyal."
"Was he truly loyal?"
"No."