Chapter 1856 - 333:

"Next, you can use any of the fish in the pond once they're fattened up, but don't touch the ones in the small pond."

Li Zhiyuan: "I know."

Body: "You are in the light, I am in the dark."

Li Zhiyuan: "You are the key."

Body: "You are time."

Li Zhiyuan: "Mm."

Body: "Whether it's you praising me or me praising you, it seems no different from self-praise."

Li Zhiyuan: "The historical Wei Zhengdao, during the same period as me, hadn't realized his own illness, or rather, he still hadn't considered treating it or being a normal person."

Body: "He hadn't fallen yet."

Li Zhiyuan: "But I realized it earlier than him. At that time, he would teach the Black Book Secret Technique to Qing'an, but I definitely wouldn't teach this technique to Tan Wenbin or Lin Shuyou.

Moreover, when Wei Zhengdao tried every possible way to commit suicide in the future, he created many clones. I suspect he was conducting suicide experiments."

Li Zhiyuan looked at Body again: "See, in this aspect, I've recognized more than him earlier."

Body: "I've found that in this matter, your subjective initiative is even higher than I expected."

Li Zhiyuan: "Mm?"

Body: "I originally thought that because you had a bit of emotion, you would care more about those bottles and jars, care about those people, whether related to you or not.

I even made the worst preparations, which was to persuade you.

That feeling, you should know, can be quite disgusting."

"I don't have to hesitate or delay. I have no other choices because everything was chosen in advance."

Li Zhiyuan pointed to the exceedingly messy dark night overhead and continued:

"When it suspects that the future you might possess the ability to consume it, you'd better indeed have the ability to consume it."

...

On the Daoist Field altar steps, Li Zhiyuan opened his eyes.

His right hand opened, fingertips slightly moving.

The array in the Daoist Field was affected, and the ground split into densely packed grids, undulating like waves.

The already deep sense of future crisis intensified further tonight.

The little hope originally in the youth's heart was the thought that maybe in the future, like the Great Emperor, he could form a relative balance with the Heavenly Dao.

In this balance, he just needed to live out his life normally, forcing the Heavenly Dao to choose to wait for his death.

Now it's certain that's not possible.

The Heavenly Dao can tolerate the existence of the Great Emperor, Bodhisattva, and other ancient beings, but it absolutely won't tolerate him.

The so-called Heavenly Dao won't allow him to reach adulthood isn't a hurdle, a calamity to be crossed, but a wall.

The Heavenly Dao will inevitably, at the point of extracting enough value, spare no cost to eliminate him.

Since there's no future, killing the chicken to get the eggs or forcing growth is equivalent to having no side effects.

It's not just for himself, but also for his partners.

Tomorrow night,

The Rapid Training Class will resume.

...

Despite sleeping late last night, Li Zhiyuan still woke up on time due to his biological clock.

He turned his head, opened his eyes, and saw Alii standing at the table doing handicrafts, making paintbrushes.

Li Zhiyuan knew this was Alii preparing a birthday gift for Cui Cui.

Awake as he was, Li Zhiyuan didn't plan to get up. After a glance exchanged with the girl, he closed his eyes again, intending to sleep enough to recharge his energy.

"Time for breakfast!"

For the first time, Aunt Liu's call didn't get the youth downstairs.

Alii went down alone.

Aunt Liu: "Where's Xiao Yuan?"

Alii glanced at the second floor, went into the kitchen, took out a tray, and silently placed both their breakfasts on it, then carried it upstairs.

Aunt Liu: "Alii, let me help you carry it."

Alii shook her head slightly, not halting her steps.

Aunt Liu took various salty dishes to Liu Yumei and softly said: "Is Xiao Yuan unwell?"

Liu Yumei: "It's fine. If there was something wrong, Alii wouldn't be so calm."

Aunt Liu: "Is he focused on doing something important?"

Liu Yumei: "Stop guessing, maybe he just hasn't gotten up yet."

Li Sanjiang went downstairs for breakfast, as usual, first walking to the dam, looking up, clearing his throat, then spitting out some phlegm, and immediately lighting the morning's first cigarette.

"Eh, where's Little Yuanhou and the girl?"

Benefits: "Alii took breakfast upstairs."

"Oh." Li Sanjiang sat down on his stool, took a few large sips from his porridge bowl, then put the bowl down, sucked on his chopsticks, and turned to Tan Wenbin, who just climbed out of a coffin, saying, "Zhuangzhuang, do you have anything on today?"

"Mr. Li, your command."

"Thinking that you could drive and take me to Rugao."

"On a fast?"

"No, going to an old friend's house. He's sick, came home from the hospital, lying there ready to go."

"Sure, no problem. Mr. Li, my condolences, after all, your old friend was quite old."

"He wasn't my old friend; my old friend passed away twenty years ago. It's his son departing this time."

"Ah, I see."

After breakfast, Li Sanjiang got into Tan Wenbin's small pickup truck.

After feeling the seat and tapping on the window, Li Sanjiang said a bit puzzled:

"Zhuangzhuang, why does the car feel newer?"

"Just washed the car and serviced it. Doesn't it just feel like a new car then?"

"That must have cost quite a bit, right?"

"My internship unit will reimburse it, hehe."

"That's nice, the unit is quite fair."

"Mr. Li, what is your relationship with that old acquaintance? I haven't heard you mention it before?"

Li Sanjiang shared a life-and-death camaraderie with that old acquaintance.

Back during the war, Li Sanjiang was enlisted several times and escaped several times, accumulating rich experiences as a deserter.