Chapter 674: Chapter 352 Bored Masters of Miracles (Seeking Monthly Pass)
“A newcor?”
The uncle playing with building blocks didn’t notice Bailuo, instead, he continued to concentrate on the tower-shaped castle in front of him.
“Hello.”
Even though they hadn’t t before, the young man was quite amiable and showed none of the arrogance typical of Upper Tier beings.
Bailuo could tell that the other’s deanor wasn’t because they were equals, as all were Masters of Miracles, but rather it seed to be his natural disposition, indicating a warm and gentle character.
“I am…”
...
“Wait, wait.”
The Yizai Marquis interrupted Bailuo’s self-introduction, “Here you don’t have to mind identities.”
Official establishnt of identity should be reserved for diplomacy.
In private, nobody would act according to their usual status, just like when Chubby Simpleton ca to revolt against Yatun, he did it in his personal capacity, which is why he appeared so naive and simple.
But once national interests were involved, even the gentlest person would beco serious.
Therefore, sotis the Masters of Miracles would also assu a different appearance and identity, traveling and having fun. Although this might cause trouble and pressure for their Miracle Citizens, to the Masters of Miracles themselves, it seed they quite enjoyed these incognito experiences.
“Are you making specins?”
Bailuo accepted the Yizai Marquis’s suggestion and didn’t inquire further about his identity, instead shifting the conversation to the specins.
“Ah, this is my hobby.”
The Yizai Marquis said, “I believe that everything has its ultimate peak predetermined from the mont it’s born.”
“Determinism?”
Bailuo stroked his chin, neither affirming nor denying the Yizai Marquis’s assertion.
“There’s evidence for it, you know—the Miracle is the best proof.”
On hearing this, Bailuo also felt it made sense, “Are you saying that after animals beco Miracle Citizens, their potential isn’t as high as that of humans?”
“It seems you share similar thoughts with .”
“Hmm…”
Bailuo folded his arms as he carefully examined the specin book in the Yizai Marquis’s hands, realizing that it seed to have been subjected to a space-type spell, with endless pages, each displaying a brand-new specin.
Many of them had been reduced in size by so Ability, like the Tyrannosaurus Bailuo saw that was shrunk to the size of a gecko.
“Butterflies, ants, even smaller bacteria.”
The speech of the Yizai Marquis was laced with ample modern scientific knowledge, clearly showing he was a well-learned man who had visited many dinsions.
“Many of them can’t even be considered intelligent life,” the Yizai Marquis declared, “So I think they should be considered exceedingly lowly creatures, and if all the beings in the world were to be ranked in a pyramid, they would be at the very bottom.”
“Hmm.”
Bailuo nodded, feeling the Yizai Marquis was not wrong.
After all, you couldn’t really say that a paracium was superior to a human being. If that were the case, then the term ‘evolution’ would be nonsense.
“So how do you differentiate then, what can you use to asure the worth of all things?”
Bailuo didn’t deny the concept proposed by the Yizai Marquis that living beings have varying degrees of worth, but the question was what was he going to use to rank them – just his personal preference?
If so, Bailuo could not agree.
“The soul.”
“Hmm?”
“Distinguishing the status and value of beings by the soul,” the Yizai Marquis said, “Those with intact souls stand at the pinnacle of the pyramid, while those with incomplete ones are at the very bottom.”
“What do you think?”
“Hmm…”
Although it made sense, Bailuo didn’t quite grasp the purpose behind this, “Just a hobby?”
“Fascinating, isn’t it?”
Yizai Marquis said, “Miracle World is boundless, with countless planes, innurable dinsions, inhabited by a vast amount of life and dinsional creatures.”
Yizai Marquis didn’t really want to rule over all creatures, creating a hierarchy for them, he simply wanted to use the strength of souls to statistically arrange the quantity and types of living beings in the form of a ‘pyramid’.”
As for the aning…
Of course, there was no real aning, it was just a way for Yizai Marquis to pass the ti.
“Have you just beco the Master of Miracles? You seem quite young.”
Yizai Marquis didn’t think too deeply about Bailuo’s identity, for it would affect their communication and rapport, “But I don’t know all the Masters of Miracles; could you be the ruler of the Southern Continent?”
“More or less.”
Bailuo said, “I beca the Master of Miracles less than a hundred years ago, I’m still a newbie.”
“Ah, then I am a senior to you.”
Yizai Marquis patted Bailuo on the shoulder, laughing, “I have been the Master of Miracles for more than 1,400 years now, I have plenty of ways to pass the ti.”
“Are you that free?”
“A newcor says so,” Yizai Marquis asked, “It seems you still have quite an ambitious spirit.”
“However,” Yizai Marquis, with his head lowered and arms crossed, said, “as a senior, I should give you a piece of advice.”
“What is it?”
“Working too hard is aningless, it’s better to lie flat and take it easy.”
Yizai Marquis said, “The most powerful beings in today’s Miracle World are nothing more than the Great Emperors and Female Emperors, but aside from the Empress of the Far North, the other monarchs aren’t tyrannical.”
“Saying this might give you a sense of crisis about entrusting your life into soone else’s hands.”
“But that’s all there is to it.”
Yizai Marquis said, “I was once like you, full of youthful vigor, but after living for several centuries, I realized that this world isn’t really all that interesting.”
“Everything is monotonous, everything is just endlessly repeating.”
“Freedom to the extre becos a shackle,” Yizai Marquis said, “If you have endless ti to do sothing, you won’t seize the mont, even thinking ‘It doesn’t matter if I don’t do it today since I can do it anyti,’ that kind of thought.”
“Every Master of Miracles has their own hobbies and interests, giving us motivation and goals, making us feel alive.”
The Masters of Miracles are too powerful, they are less like humans and more like ‘gods’.”
Thus, the more powerful a Master of Miracles, the more they cherish their humanity.”
For if they lose their humanity, can they truly experience the initial ‘joy’?
“But you’re still young, you won’t feel this, give it a few centuries, and we might have more in common.”
As Yizai Marquis was speaking, a sound of collapsing lego blocks ca from nearby, followed by a bearded uncle’s wail.
“No!!”
“Why has this happened?”
“My castle~~~~”
It was just a toy, yet he was so agitated, Bailuo completely failed to grasp the man’s source of joy, “Why not just revert ti a bit?”
“No, young man!”
The bearded uncle quickly shielded the fallen castle with his arms, “This is a new castle I took great pains to find, please, don’t lay a finger on it!”
“…….”
Why do I get the feeling you’re not talking about a castle but a peerless beauty.
“So your hobby is building lego castles?”
Bailuo’s mouth twitched slightly, what was the point of this, was this guy really not wasting his life?
However, no sooner had Bailuo spoken than the bearded uncle began to pick up the lego blocks.
He took out a box, carefully placed each lego piece inside, then arranged them neatly, several tis adjusting the angles to strive for nearly identical color and square gaps.
‘This guy!!’
The word ‘compulsive’ flashed through Bailuo’s mind!
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