Overturned Tower - Vol 2. Chapter 6

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The emperor looked down at the old photo, while Dai Lan watched him from the side.

Just looking at this hero who looks so old is like meeting an old generation that has passed away.

It was an era that didn’t belong to me, nor did I belong to ultramarines and barbers… There wasn’t even a hero club.

Dai Lan knew that the emperor was definitely not a weak or incompetent person—because the times were completely different.

What the emperor faced back then were enemies and difficulties that she did not know, understand, or even hear about today. It is precisely because of the efforts made by him and his companions that these enemies and difficulties do not exist in the current world. Dailan will never underestimate this old hero because of this-people’s long-term love and respect can never be false.

She also suddenly understood why Bing Shui was always smiling like that, very indifferent, and seemed to understand a lot of principles.

Although Bingshui is the daughter of a hero, she didn’t get any real benefits from this status—on the contrary, she felt more pressure from it.

Her childhood was over when she was six or seven years old. From then on, she had to face the ugliness of this world and society.

While other families taught their children to be good people and be accepted by this society, the emperor was teaching her how to lie, how to cheat, and how to use her words and deeds to stabilize the society.

In order for Bingshui to really understand why they had to hide their mother’s death, the emperor had to explain everything to her.

Dai Lan couldn’t even imagine how a father who suffered from the loss of his wife carefully explained the concept of “death” to a seven-year-old girl and explained that her mother would never come back. Also explain to her clearly why no one can know about this matter, why people start rumors to hurt their family…and why such ignorant human beings and society should be protected.

After the emperor felt the pain of being separated from his beloved, he chose not to take revenge on the society that would hurt him, but to protect the society by hurting himself and ice water; after he fully understood that the “hero club” would eventually decay , still chose to create it to make heroes a profitable profession.

And Bingshui, after understanding the nature of this ugly, perverted society full of fools, chose to complete self-sacrifice to protect this society that indirectly killed her mother, and to protect those who would definitely hurt her father after knowing the truth. stupid people.

After knowing that the world is ugly, I still choose to love the world.

Dai Lan thought, with such a deep and painful realization, Bingshui is not the hero’s daughter—she is the hero herself.

Bingshui is a silent hero like her father. A hero who is not and cannot be known, keeping vital secrets.

Everyone agrees that the “Emperor” is the hero with the highest income, the most success, and the closest approximation to the image of a “big man” on Happy Island. He spent his life trying to teach people three things: doing good deeds pays off, taking risks for others yields huge payoffs, and saving others with one’s own life can lead to great success.

Some people criticized him, thinking that he discredited the name of “hero”; others believed that it was the emperor who cultivated the hero worship in Happy Island today, so that heroes would not bleed and shed tears; some people claimed that the morality of Happy Island The chaos is caused by people’s excessive worship of heroes, and the emperor who caused the crime must be responsible for it; there are also many people who dream of becoming heroes, just to earn huge amounts of money that cannot be earned in a normal job for a lifetime

But no one will know that the “sacrifices” that the emperor made and that everyone knows are just his performances; and his real most painful sacrifice is only known by Bingshui in this world.

The emperor stared at the photo for a long time before he sighed deeply, carefully put the drawer back and locked it.

He didn’t look back, still staring at the composite photo: “What are you thinking, Dai Lan?”

“…I was thinking, it’s not easy being a hero.”

“You’re wrong, Dailan.”

The emperor’s tone was steady: “No one in this world is easy. It’s just that you don’t know

It’s just that it’s not easy for them.

“Everyone has their own shame and pain that they want to hide, and every family has unspeakable conflicts. Those who first exposed these are not worthy of pity, and those who remain silent also have their own difficulties. People People who sympathize with suffering are precisely because they subconsciously hope that someone can sympathize with them when they can’t bear it.

“In other words, the stronger the person, the more he will be hurt. But someone has to choose to be strong.

“If everyone vents their fear, hatred, and pain, then the society will be filled with blood and mud. At this time, someone has to hold up a clown’s smiling mask and become the target of public criticism; someone is silent like a stone statue, and will My own hatred and pain are buried together with the body; someone else is like the sun

Only by illuminating all living beings and giving people hope can society be purified.

“Love is contagious, so is hatred; hard work is contagious, and laziness is contagious; hope…is contagious, and so is despair.”

“…So, you decided to make that stone statue?”

“Because I can’t be the sun.”

The emperor had a solemn expression as usual, without any expression or twists and turns in his words: “But there is always someone who can. The stone statue is not just me, nor is it just ice water… We are just waiting for the sunrise.”

“Then… have you waited?”

“—I’m waiting.”

A leisurely voice came from the door.

Dai Lan suddenly turned her head – she looked towards the door with fearful eyes in panic, but saw a person she absolutely never expected.

“Ultramarine, sir!”

Her eyes lit up immediately: “So you’re fine!”

“Shh-”

Russell stretched out his hand with a smile, and put it to his lips.

His slightly squinted dim yellow pupils were filled with a mysterious charm. “Do you want a Coke?”

The emperor turned his head back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and greeted Russell: “I still remember the glass of Coke you poured for me before. I don’t hate that taste, it’s like non-intoxicating mint wine. So I bought a lot later, I didn’t drink it though. I kept it iced.”

“…Oh, that kind.”

Russell raised his eyebrows: “The flavor of ice mint, green apple and aloe vera?”

“Well~www.mtlnovel.com~ because I think, you will come to see me sooner or later.”

The emperor said calmly.

“Ah, no need.”

Russell said casually, “Now… I don’t like drinking Coke that much anymore.”

The emperor raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

He stared at Russell silently for a while, and asked a question.

“Are you still you, Ultramarine?”

“What, do you start to doubt me because I don’t like Coke? My hero?”

The smile on Russell’s face didn’t dim at all: “I just helped you get rid of the Network Security Department.

“Forget it, let’s treat it as a celebration drink – let’s serve the Coke, I want ice.”