Collapse of Iron: The Immortal Boat Life of the Envoy of the Order of Fertility

After finishing the unpalatable dessert he bought with two thousand credits, Lu Qing felt a little down.

It wasn't because I wasted credits, it was simply because I ate bad food.

So... he bought all the food in the store, the prices ranged from four to five figures. Anyway, he had a lot of money, so he didn't feel bad about it.

Spending money is a small matter, but hurting your tongue is a big matter.

Yunli likes to eat, so she would naturally recommend delicious food that she has certified to Luqing on weekdays. Luqing, who originally had some requirements for food, became more and more picky in taste under the influence of Yunli.

Mingxi didn't react much to this. Her father had a lot of money and there was no limit on the pocket money he gave her. She could buy whatever she wanted and had no idea what frugality was.

The clothes and accessories Mingxi wears are all custom-made. The longevity lock hanging on her body not only has a symbolic meaning, but also has the ability to protect her from longevity for a thousand years.

The ability can also act as a bio-spatial shield generator to protect the wearer.

The hairpin used for hairstyles is a rare treasure made by Zhu Ming's top craftsmen who specialize in making multifunctional female accessories. After being enhanced and modified by Lan Qing, it has become a miniature floating cannon with self-repair capabilities.

Once Mingxi is damaged, he will automatically fly out and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Mingxi practiced swordplay. In the beginning, she borrowed Lu Qing's silence. Later, she also obtained her own sword. It was incomparable to Lu Qing's sword, but it was also a peerless magic weapon made by Old Yan himself for his nominal great-granddaughter.

The clothes he wore were not gorgeous and looked very simple, but in fact, even the Yunqi Army's single-molecule cutting standard Guandao could not leave any marks on them.

Even if you capture all the Star Core Hunters and offer them as bounties, you may not be able to get what Mingxi is wearing.

Compared to Mingxi's calmness, Xiao Yanqing seemed a little stunned, looking at the table full of food.

As well as a bill of hundreds of thousands of credit points, he swallowed hard. This was his pocket money for several years. Jing Yuan was not short of money, but he always controlled Yan Qing's spending on the grounds that the child was still young and could not spend too much money.

"It's okay, I'm done eating." Looking at Yan Qing's shining eyes, Yan Qing put his elbows on the table, supported his head, and watched with interest.

"I feel... a little unreal." Mingxi looked at Lanqing, his eyes dull. "The lower-class people on this planet can't even get enough to eat, right? And yet we can spend hundreds of thousands of credits on a single meal?"

"You can't say that. Hundreds of thousands of credits for a meal is perfectly reasonable. I earned these credits by killing the Great Lord of Extermination. I relied on my own abilities, not by exploiting others... This is my well-deserved income. I've indirectly saved countless star systems throughout the universe, and saved countless people from the pain of having their families torn apart. I spend this money with peace of mind and with satisfaction."

"But the nobles on this planet are different... Perhaps in the beginning, they truly earned their noble status and boundless wealth through their own battles on the battlefield. But after living for so many years, have they long since lost their original aspirations? How many idlers who only care about eating, drinking, and having fun have achieved immortality by relying on their ancestors' accumulation?"

"Where does their money come from? It comes from the lower classes of people they oppress."

Mingxi lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. The huge gap between people always made her feel uneasy.

Under the influence of Lu Qing, Ming Xi naturally also has the idea of saving the world and helping people, but compared with Lu Qing's determination, Ming Xi obviously has his own understanding.

Sensing his daughter's uneasy mood, Lu Qing's expression was a little strange. As the saying goes, poverty nurtures a boy's ambition, and wealth nurtures a girl's virtue, but has he raised his daughter's moral standards too high?

Lu Qing turned his gaze to Yan Qing: "Brother Yan Qing, what do you think about this?"

"Me? I don't have any opinion. Since we have money, let's just spend it. Money that's not spent will just rot in our hands anyway, and spending it can help support the recent social and economic development... As for the people at the bottom of society, we should do our best to save them. Having a good quality of life doesn't conflict with a compassionate heart that always saves the world and helps others."

"It seems that Jingyuan has taught you well." Lu Qing agreed with Yan Qing's point of view.

Mingxi listened to Yanqing's words and shook her head. "That's not what I meant. Father, you misunderstood. I don't think I don't deserve the life I have now... Mingxi is really afraid that someone will be jealous of me and can't bear to see me live a good life. I hope that the world can become a better place because of me, but I'm more afraid that someone will think that what I do is justified... It's fine if they don't repay me, but if they also come to slander me..."

All of this education and vision has led Mingxi to not think that the oppressed are good people and the nobles are bad people when thinking about problems.

If we don't look at the group but at the individual, from a probabilistic point of view, high-quality education can produce more high-quality talents, but there will always be disgusting bad people under high-quality education. So, will there be more bad people in the group that has not received high-quality education?

"..." Lu Qing was silent, but then she smiled. This was right. This was the kind of child she would teach.

"The sword in my hand is my answer... I save people purely for the sake of saving them, not for anything. If you want to save them, then so be it. If you're interested, then kill them. Slander me? Kill them. There are always bad apples in a group. We can't let ourselves be consumed by the energy of one or two bad people."

Is this the reason for swinging the sword?" Yan Qing was a little confused, while Ming Xi was thinking.

"Brother Yanqing, what do you think the purpose of swinging the sword is?" asked Qing with narrowed eyes.

"Swing the sword..."

"I'm not sure what Jing Yuan said to you... but in my opinion, swinging a sword is using violence, and practicing swordsmanship is gaining violence. In all worlds, possessing absolute violence means possessing everything. This is an eternal and unchanging truth."

"Practicing swordplay isn't about becoming a sword master, nor is it about winning in a duel. It's simply about providing the strength to realize your dreams. Only with strength can you do what you want to do."

"Of course I'm not a swordsman. I only know some fancy tricks... Naturally I don't understand what you call the sword heart. For this reason, I can only say some sarcastic words, don't take them seriously." Lu Qing began to stack armor for himself, but it was obviously too late. Yan Qing heard it.

"Thank you, Mr. Qing, Yanqing understands."

"What do you understand? I don't understand anything at all," Lu Qing muttered to herself.

"No, you don't understand."

"That's right, Yan Qing really doesn't understand the meaning of swordsmanship, nor does he understand the significance of practicing swordsmanship, but Yan Qing knows what he should do!"

"The general rescued me from the clutches of the evil creature of abundance. My family all died at its hands. Yan Qing wanted revenge, so he became a Cloud Rider and took revenge on the evil creature! I have talent, so practicing swordsmanship is the most convenient way for me to gain the power of revenge!"

Yanqing slammed the table and stood up excitedly, his face full of excitement.

Noticing the looks from the people around him, Mingxi moved aside again with some disgust, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this time, a customer in the store asked: "Xianzhou people?"