Demon Lord 3

Besides the company building, what surprised me most was that the antique street was exactly the same as when I visited. It's amazing how such things can be preserved, and preserved for so long. A lot has changed in the meantime, with high-rises rising all around, but that little street remains unchanged, giving me an incredible sense of familiarity. I heard the master recently returned; I wonder if he's still here, or if he has a similar shop now. Walking down the familiar street, I felt like everything had returned. The shop had expanded several times over, renting a much larger space in this prime location, and he'd even become a "civilization ambassador." After greeting him, I went inside. My eyes were greeted by a treasure trove of rare artifacts. It wasn't the same little shop anymore; there was a museum in front, and the entire street was built for it. While I was happy, I didn't forget to take some photos. The master then gave me a peach, and I asked, "What is this?" It looked like a peach. The master chuckled and said, "Don't underestimate this peach. Eating it can grant immortality, similar to Sun Wukong's. Let's just say it's good for your health, extending your lifespan. Now that technology is developing, we've also created a pretty good immortal peach, which sells for a very high price in the world." After hearing this, I couldn't help but open my mouth, speechless. My expression was already quite exaggerated. I couldn't believe that people could now extend their lives to this extent and eat immortal peaches. But it seemed that these people hadn't changed that much. Perhaps they hadn't reached a critical point yet. It just felt like everyone was more willing to live now. The annual mortality rate and suicide rate were gradually decreasing, and people's lives had meaning. The world was slowly becoming a unified concept instead of being fragmented. The master said that in a few years, this place would become a large museum, and there wouldn't be any rental issues. His title as an ambassador of civilization was actually useless; it was just an empty name. Being able to contribute to humanity now was already a very good thing. After listening, I couldn't help but applaud him. Truly capable people genuinely want to contribute to humanity, not to seek personal fame. Fame pales in comparison to true talent. Many are merely superficially capable, only interested in fame and fortune. But many others quietly dedicate themselves behind the scenes, seeking neither fame nor profit, simply wanting to make their own contribution to humanity—a contribution that may never be surpassed in many years. The master was indeed not on my level; his words were always insightful. Hearing my assessment, the master slightly shook his head and said, "You're right, but not entirely accurate. Everyone wants to be someone who can't be surpassed for many years, but I still hope everyone can surpass me. We have many powerful and formidable enemies. If we old guys are just holding the line, we'll never achieve final success. I hope everyone can climb on my shoulders, step by step, even if it means surpassing me by a great deal. I will be proud of you all." Immediately, everyone applauded, the applause thunderous. A wave of thunder washed over us; I understood—this was true righteousness. This was truly for the sake of the world. Afterwards, the master took out several immortal peaches and gave one to each of us. We carefully tasted them, and they were indeed better than ordinary peaches. The immortal peaches were crisp, completely different from the sandy peaches I had imagined. Later, we all finished eating, and Zhou Chuyuan was the first to reach for another peach. The master shook his head helplessly and said, "We have all kinds of delicacies, why are you so concerned about a single peach? How about this, I'll bring you some more peaches when you go back. You'll have plenty to eat, I'm afraid you'll get tired of them. I'll also make different kinds of fruit. Tonight, let's go out for a big meal, it's on me." At this, our eyes lit up. What a delicious meal! If the master was treating us to a big meal, how many tables would we need to fill? We didn't care about our current state and quickly got ready to leave. The master smiled helplessly, his doting on us like that of a child—one of the few acts of kindness the world has left us.