People's mood is very strange, because a word, a change of thought, the world is different.

What is lost is lost, and that cannot be changed. But Lin also broke free from the regret of loss.

On the rest of the journey, he sometimes hummed a ditty and followed the carriage on foot. Sometimes he pulls two dogs and runs alone into the forest to hunt and add vegetables to the dinner of the day. When he began to enjoy this three-year trip from an optimistic perspective, the people around him were also uncomfortable.

Watching people go from one extreme to the other will also make the person watching crazy, and always feel that either the person is crazy or they are crazy. The two little apprentices were so depressed that they wanted to give their teacher a slap in the face.

If it weren't for the fact that the chariot and horse team had a scheduled itinerary to rush, and that there were many supplies that had to be transported to the Great Sage's Tower later, Lin might have played all the way to madness without spending time waiting for the hitchhikers. It was as if he was going to sweep away the grievances that he had stuffed in his heart in the other extreme way.

Such a rash action would have been quite dangerous for those who were seen as targets. But with the exception of the first night's attack, the rest of the journey was quiet, as if forgotten by the world.

Even on the night of the camp, Lin didn't pay attention to the group of guards who had a cold attitude, or were afraid. He happily sang the tune of his hometown, but unfortunately he didn't open the music skill tree, and his incomplete singing voice made others miserable.

At this time, the two little apprentices looked at the lich again and looked at him for help.

Originally, the former tower master was detached from the state of drilling the horns, and Fen didn't plan to continue to care about what the guy's mood was. It's just that the fact that I'm in a good mood to be able to sing can be regarded as torturing myself, so I have to find a way to solve it.

Although she has a problem with the broken voice, in fact, in Fin's observation, things are not as simple as they seem, at least she sees the possibility of exploring the truth of the world deeply. And to guide the person in front of you, you have to discuss the problems that you have avoided before.

"Do you know what the nature of power is?"

A certain former demon king suddenly spoke, interrupting his interest. Lin took a long time before he said, "Are you asking me?" ”

"Heaven is pitiful. To be able to stop poisoning my ears is a righteous deed. Yes, of course, I'm just talking to you. ”

"Oh, that's the topic from before." There is no unhappiness, singing is originally an act of self-enjoyment, and Lin does not have to sing. Since Fen brought up a topic that had aroused his interest before, of course he continued to discuss it. He said: "From the beginning of your previous feelings, I have thought about such a question, what is the nature of power. ”

Although he didn't sit upright, Lin still straightened his body, looked directly at his predecessors who had walked farther than himself on the road of magic, and said, "Power is an indescribable energy, a wave. Through a specific medium, or a way of operating in accordance with the rules, a certain force can be generated, which can affect a certain range. That's magic. ”

"If that's the case, then it's called mana, or it's called mana, so why should we get the kind of power?"

"Well, this," Lin didn't think about this. He also didn't want to improvise and talk about specious things on the spot. He stretched out his hands, indicating that he was not puzzled. Fencai said: "For example, Kiel, Jiang Jun, and Danba, what is the connection between them? ”

"Well, the universal money that belongs to the world of the Lost Land, and most countries have minting. Generally speaking, the exchange ratio is one kiel for ten jiang, or two hundred damba. The ratio of exchange to exchange varies slightly from place to place depending on the purity of the money. ”

"That's the value you give and see them as something similar. But what about its essence? Is it the same? ”

Isn't money just money? That was Lin's first thought. However, his ancestors played the white horse and non-horse so slippery, and if he wanted to play debate in a dignified manner, Lin might not be able to win if he was sophistry, and if he didn't argue the lich in front of him as scum, he would have crossed over from the earth in vain.

But to do so would be to risk the wrath of some former Demon King. If you really do it, it will definitely be your turn to become scum, and there will be no second result. So it's unlikely that you'll play sophistry, that's philosophy?

The source of all learning must have come from an ancestor who asked why it was the first time since the beginning of the world, and then made a civilization.

And in the process of the development of civilization, people continue to give things value and meaning. It seems to be beautiful and enriches the connotation of civilization, but this does not hide the essence of things.

One kiel, that is, a gold coin is equal to ten river coins, and a silver coin is also equal to two hundred damba, copper coins. This is the value of their fascination in the world, as money. But gold is not silver, and certainly not copper. Not only are they different in color, they are different in weight, but they are also different in atomic order.

I did not hand it over