There is nothing worth it in life.

How can there be so many whys in life?

The climber smiled as he climbed the seemingly impassable mountain in front of him.

In his eyes, there is only the determination to reach the top.

He knows that people have upper and lower limits, but he also knows that people have no limits.

As long as he can climb one more step, his ceiling will definitely increase by one foot.

As long as he can face the wind and ignore gossip.

Then he can definitely make it to the top.

O mountain, it seems that after listening to the words of the climber, he began to get angry and began to feel the threat of the climber.

He looked fearfully, sadly, and wincingly at the fearless climber.

He shook again.

This time, it's no longer just rocks that fall, it's water, dirt, tree trunks, and vegetation.

The climber finally fell to the bottom of the mountain with the irresistible torrent.

Gao Feng laughed, laughing at the inadequacy and insignificance of human beings.

But before his smile could disappear, the climber actually stood up again, and he actually planned to drag his scarred body to climb the peak again.

Gao Feng was a little surprised, and he looked at this climber who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

He asked sarcastically, "Why don't you give up?" Do you know how a tiny human being can be compared to nature? ”

"Did you know that fragile human beings will never reach the top of the mountain?"

"He only deserves to stand at the bottom of the mountain and look up at the sky."

Gao Feng's words are hard to hear. But surprisingly, no one at the foot of the mountain dared to refute it.

Especially when they saw the torrent that could be called a disaster just now, all that was left in their eyes was fear.

But the climber didn't seem to hear the peak, and he probably didn't even have the strength to speak now.

He's still climbing, trying his best to climb up.

The sharp stone body had long worn out the soles of his shoes, the rugged mountain had also stained his hands with the blood worn out by his own calluses, and even the branches that looked fragile but stubbornly grew out of the cracks in the stone were fluttering in the wind above his head, laughing at his inadequacy.

But this climber doesn't seem to feel, can't see, can't hear, and he seems to only think and do.

He finally climbed to the mountainside again.

The person behind him who had been laughing at him gradually became speechless.

Gao Feng looked at this stubborn man, and he no longer felt pity.

Instead, he shook his body with all his might.

This time, not only the torrent and the mountain, but even the Jinsong, which had been regarded as a target in the eyes of the climbers, also fell with the anger of the peak.

Perhaps, as Gao Feng said, how can small human beings challenge nature? Perhaps, as Gao Feng hoped, human beings will always be fragile, and they only deserve to stand at the foot of the mountain and look up at the sky.

That brave climber will probably never get up. Because of this torrent, it covered his body, and also covered the eyes that made Gao Feng feel afraid.

All he had left was his hand, on top of the dirt.

The bloodstained, scarred hand held an unknown white wildflower.

And that white wildflower is in full bloom.

……

"Why didn't he give up, he could definitely see that he had no chance of winning this game, but why was he still persistent?"

Not only did the Taoist priest think so, but the group of onlookers beside him, looking at Yang Zheng with the same face as usual, couldn't help but throw out these two whys.

Because this game of chess is already very exciting, the chess strength of both of them is outstanding, but the Taoist chess power and actual combat experience of chess are too much ahead of Yang Zheng. Struggling can't change the outcome of this game.

Since you can't change it, why not just admit defeat, so that it won't waste everyone's time.

After all, these days, everyone is used to the fast pace and used to giving up.

"General." The Taoist priest couldn't remember how many generals he had shouted in this game of chess, but he remembered that every time he was a general, the young man on the other side always had the means to stall for time.

At first, he admired the indomitable young man, but after a long time, he also became irritable and restless.

He didn't want to draw, and he thought that the young people opposite him didn't want to play as well.

Since neither side is willing to draw, it can only compete for endurance.

The Taoist priest originally thought so, but slowly, he realized that he overestimated his own heart and underestimated the endurance of his opponent.

He originally thought that the other party was either a circle or a square, but after a long time, he suddenly realized that the other party was actually neither a circle nor a square, he was more like a triangle with a simple structure.

He couldn't help but feel a hint of threat in his heart.

This is not only because the triangle is the simplest and most stable plane structure, but more importantly, the triangle has three sharp corners.

These three sharp horns, like three sharp knives, silently threatened his rear the moment he shouted out the general.

In fact, he can ignore these three sharp knives, but he can't ignore the voices in his ears, the wind, and the pride of being regarded as a "chess talent" since childhood.

……

"I ask you, what is the chess of the Buddhist family? What is Taoist chess? Yang Zheng resisted the general again, he raised his head and looked at the Taoist priest and asked calmly.

"The chess of Buddhism is square, and the chess of Taoism is..."

"What I'm asking is, why use square and circle to distinguish a player's school?" Yang Zheng interrupted the Taoist priest's answer, and he asked seriously.

"Because, Buddhism and Taoism have different cultures and thinking. So..."

"So... Do you want to trap people in circles and squares? ”

"No, the circle is the universe, and it can be the world. They are all the highest level of chess! ”

"But I think the highest realm of chess is not the circle and the square, I am not the universe and the world you said. I feel that for me, the highest level of chess is the heart. ”

"Heart?" When the Taoist priest heard this word for the first time, he looked at Yang Zheng and was silent.

"Yes, it's the heart." Yang Zheng looked at the stalemate on the chessboard, and he laughed.

"A heart that never gives up, a heart that will not be knocked down, and a heart that is still trying to change the outcome even if it knows the outcome that cannot be changed."

He looked at the chessboard and said, "Let's fall." ”

The Taoist priest subconsciously fell, and he thought it was a repetitive chess move.

At this moment, he suddenly realized.

When Yang Zheng pushed Hong Shuai forward, the remaining chess pieces on the entire chessboard were written with the word "heart" written upside down.

He also looked at the game, which he thought had always been his upper hand.

The heart that should have been calm also set off a shocking wave at this moment.

"You... Who are you? ”

……

There is no ending without a story.

Just like the story of the climber, he also has an ending that belongs to him.

When Takamine thought he had defeated the climbers and defeated the fragile humans, he suddenly found himself with countless more humans in his body who had the courage to challenge him after seeing the blooming white flower in the hands of the pioneers.

He wanted to shake his body again.

only to find that he had nothing left behind.

He was horrified, angry, and feeble as he watched the humans stand above him one by one, when he suddenly realized.

It turns out that the master of this world is actually the human being he looks down on.

Although human beings are fragile and small, they are determined, intelligent and they have a heart that is eager to challenge and will never be defeated!