She didn’t need to lift a foot herself.
With a re thought in her heart, the silk threads, or what could be called her current "script" and "Fate," controlled her to elegantly step into the flower palanquin.
At the last mont, she even glanced at her companions who had just been extrely eager to avoid her.
Sure enough, she saw unmistakable envy hidden within their stunned faces.
The wedding procession set off once more, playing music and marching magnificently onward.
Rustle rustle rustle...
Whether they were in the front row or the back, whether they saw this mont or not, it seed as if the entire town’s residents were clapping together.
They celebrated that the "Fate Lots Drawing" ceremony had brought them a new companion.
The old temple official continued to gently persuade those who were left:
"Many people think highly of themselves, believing that as long as they make an effort in this vast world, they will certainly accomplish sothing."
In reality, no one can deny that the life of a mortal usually has both an upper and a lower limit, mostly based on their social status.
Those born into wealthy families, whether or not they can succeed in establishing their own career, always have much higher limits than ordinary people and can afford many attempts.
For those from ordinary backgrounds, they don’t have the capital to make mistakes; perhaps one failure, one mishap, could completely ruin their lives.
Moreover, every person’s life contains various imperfections.
Even the Emperor, the supre ruler of the Mortal World, cannot live a perfect life without any regrets."
At this point, his tone suddenly beca more intense:
"But it’s different in our drama garden."
"There’s a saying in the Mortal World: You never know whether tomorrow or an accident will co first."
"Here, however, there won’t be any ’accidents’; once the role is determined through the Fate Lots Drawing, life will be absolutely ’stable’!"
"From a single household, a village, a town, to an entire society."
"We don’t have to worry about the uncertainty of tomorrow or falling from our current social status."
"You can keep operating like a cog in a puppet forever, never out of place."
"After receiving your life script, there’s no need for you to think or act; everything is the best arrangent by Fate, so why not enjoy it?"
The rest of the group, upon hearing this, suddenly seed tempted.
Stability sounds great!
It might not get better, but it will absolutely not get worse.
Those in the Mortal World who have even slight connections all sharpen their heads to cram into the governnt for a secure iron rice bowl, don’t they?
Not only at the end of the universe but even at the end of the Yellow Millet Dream are ranks and roles!
Sun Yueniang is just a perfect role model.
"What a disaster!"
Wang Yuan, who was constantly monitoring Senior Brother Song’s thoughts, had a clear view into his mind.
However, he now realized that this most rational forr Yellow Seal Mage was also sowhat tempted.
"What a clever move!
Yellow Millet Village truly lives up to its na.
This is a thousand tis, ten thousand tis better than other Deceit Realms with their bloody, life-demanding Battle Royales!
Others deal with life-and-death struggles, but here it directly attacks the human soul’s weak spot.
The beauty of the Dream Realm is all here, everything that cannot be obtained in reality can be realized here, isn’t this more enjoyable than being an Immortal?
If I, Old Master Wang, weren’t doing so well in the real world,
I would think that this perfect safeguard system of a beautiful life is certainly worth having."
Just as Wang Yuan was preparing to take over Senior Brother Song’s consciousness, to prevent him from giving up and deciding to stay here forever,
On the other side, Wu Wencai, who had no way out, inspired by Sun Yueniang, also imdiately opened a box in front of him.
Inside, however, lay a bundle of soft and fragrant white silk clothes, embroidered with an overly gaudy and beautiful peach blossom.
"Is this a prostitute’s... bellyband?!"
Wu Wencai, who had always been lustful in his life, imdiately began to daydream.
"Could it be that this ti, this Marquis is to be a debauched lover, spending his days amidst the flowers with continual blossoms?"
Li Tieniu and a few other n nearby thought almost the sa, casting envious glances.
One of them, quick to act, had already crushed the drama ticket in his hand representing "Audience," afraid of being one step late and losing all the good roles to others.
However, at that mont,
Three dark characters suddenly erged on the bellyband.
—Little Official!
Once you enter the Chrysanthemum Garden, it’s as deep as the sea; from then on red cheeks are just passersby.
Fate decree: Upright Jiang Fan pushed forward, suddenly eting a huge wave. So many worries inside, cold and miserable, known only to himself!
Very Bad Fate!
"Hiss—! My husband? Rabbit? Shared peach with a broken sleeve? No accidents? Forever and ever?!"
The temple was instantly filled with a gasp of cold air.
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