Demon Lord 3

The phrase "unlimited imagination" might resonate with this situation. If we think about the world differently, perhaps what's lacking isn't the brain, but our unrestrained imagination. Actually, the brain here refers to a fixed mind. While intelligent, it's programmed. Everyone is frozen in one state, unable to move on. This is what we least want, and it's what this world always exists for. Perhaps the key to this passage lies in this unpredictable person. Perhaps these unpredictable people and events are the true key to our passage. We've always thought it was the events we've experienced and their corresponding consequences, but it seems the consequences aren't what really matter. Why did this person appear out of nowhere? There must be a reason. Why is this person hesitating here, and why do we want to take them away? Knowing that all of this is fake, that it's all imagined, how can this person, a figment of our imagination, still have consciousness? With this thought, I've actually solved most of the confusion. This person doesn't belong to this world to begin with. Perhaps our purpose here is to complete what the previous person failed to accomplish. What exactly is this thing? We still don't know. Perhaps it's the mystery we've always wanted to solve. Is it the passage from this world to another, or the shackles our world imposes on everywhere else? Wu Luanpei is by my side, and while he can be very helpful and influential at times, he's still not as capable as Wu Luansen, who can offer me advice and strategies. Sometimes I see him not as a military advisor, but as an actor. I've had this feeling before, but there's nothing I can do. He's an actor, a disguise, a fake. It's difficult to make him a true military advisor. What we really need is not an actor, but a true military advisor. But he doesn't give me the same feeling around me. Perhaps the name is the same, the look is the same, but he's not the same person! I looked at the world as if waking from a dream. Perhaps this world feels very real to me, so real that I can't seem to tell whether it's a figment of my imagination or a real, existing imagination. How can something truly exist? And how can we not all just linger in this world, struggling to survive? None of us are exempt from this. Everyone has their own life, and everyone should have their own journey. We can't force others to do anything for us, nor can we force ourselves to do anything for others. We might help others with things they can't do, but we shouldn't expect them to help us with things we can't do. When others help us, we should be grateful, but when they don't, we should just let it go. Take this incident: the appearance of this girl could be a good or bad thing for us. But even if it's a bad thing, we can't blame her, we can only blame the path we chose. If we blame her, then it's the same as what I just said. We finally figured out where the key was and the bomb was located. Just like before, we re-assigned our tasks according to our previous assignments and did everything again. Sure enough, the final result was different. A flash of white light, and we were back on the train. We didn't know where the train was going, but we knew we were out. But the girl wasn't on the train. She waved to us from under the train. Was she staying in this world? I wanted to stop the train and let the girl get on with us, but no matter how hard I tried, she couldn't get on the train. Perhaps they were from two different worlds. Our previous thinking was wrong, but then I thought again, maybe the girl had already been on the train with us, but she just couldn't show it in this world. But who was this girl? Returning to our previous world, we also launched a large-scale revenge. Although we were kidnapped, we didn't give in at all because we had improved our strength when we went to that world. When we came back this time, several of us rushed over and beat the kidnapper to a pulp. Later, we found the kidnapper's lair.