Chapter 5022 (Five Thousand and Twenty-Two) Higher Class
“What I think of is...if we get to the kind of...that kind of environment he mentioned, it seems...it seems that there is really no need to distinguish between high and low. "The man said, "But I quickly thought of something else."
The man with brown hands asked again: "What did you think of?"
"I thought about it... I still can't accept... there is no distinction between high and low." The man said, "After all, I am a Tiecang person, I... I am higher... I am higher than the people in blue armor."
The man with brown hands asked: "What did that man say to you at this time?"
"He said that I can think about it. If I don't consider what others think... I want to distinguish between high and low... is there any element in it that I want to distinguish myself from?" the man said.
The man with brown hands said, "And you thought about it?"
"I thought about it," the man said.
The man with brown hands asked: "What did you think of?"
"I thought about it, there is indeed... there are elements that I want to distinguish." The man said.
The man with brown hands said: "What did the caster say at this time?"
"He asked me to think about it...I think I want to distinguish between high and low components...in the end...whether it is primary or secondary." The man said.
The man with brown hands said, "Have you thought about it?"
"I thought about it," the man said, "but... I didn't think clearly about it."
The man with brown hands said, "Where is he?"
"He said I could think about it...how would I feel if those who bullied me also thought they were superior to me...so...so they were willing to differentiate...so...after making the distinction, they continued to bully me." That. humane.
"Have you thought about it? How does it feel?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I thought about it." The person said, "What I felt at the time was...pain...I thought of the situation when I was bullied before...anger...that feeling was very obvious. But soon...I felt... When I think about the people in blue armor... I think... we still need to differentiate."
The man with brown hands said: "At this time, the caster will soon know it, and you think you still need to distinguish it, right?"
"Yes," the man said. The man with brown hands said again: "What did the caster say to you?"
"He said I could think about...what is the root of my distinction." The man said.
The man with brown hands said, "Have you thought of it?"
"What I was thinking at the time was... because... because I... I am a human being, and... the man in blue armor is not." The man said.
"How did the caster react when you thought of this?" the brown-hand man asked.
The man said: "The caster...sighed."
"Why do you sigh?" asked the brown-hand man, "do you know?"
"It seems... it seems because he seems to have learned something." The man said.
"Do you know what he learned?" asked the brown-hand man.
The man replied: "From what he said later... he seemed... as if he understood that my problem would not be easy to solve."
The man with brown hands asked: "What did he say to you at this time?"
"He asked me if I really wanted to solve the problem," the man said.
"You must be, right?" the brown-hand man said.
"Yes." The man said, "I answered him with all my heart...I...must solve it."
"Did he say anything else to you?" the brown-hand man asked.
"He said that if I don't take the initiative to give up my inherent attitude towards people in blue armor... then..." The man paused here.
(End of chapter)