Lynn's speculation is not unreasonable.

Under normal circumstances, even if it is a dream, it has to rely on the human brain to develop the fantasy based on the perception of reality.

This means that whether you are in a dream or a fantasy world, there must be a place to interact with reality.

However, in addition to the geographical division and architectural appearance, the humanities and society are far from the real world.

The coexistence of nobles and commoners is not an impossible thing, but it is definitely only a rare case, and it is only possible to change an entire city into this kind of legend.

Before Charlotte spoke out about her problems, Lynn always felt like she was standing on a castle in the air.

The world is very vain, not real at all.

It's so unreal that he, an "outsider", can vaguely perceive the rejection of himself by this world just by walking on the street.

But after Charlotte's question arose, Lynn seemed to fall to the ground.

At this moment, he really realized that the Charlotte who existed here did not seem to be an illusion, but the real Charlotte.

It's just that the little princess that Lynn knew was suppressed by something inexplicable in this fantasy world.

However, suppression is not erasure, at some point, Charlotte's deep subconscious thoughts will still jump out from time to time, affecting the way "Fantasy Charlotte" acts.

And if Charlotte is real, then will everyone else be true too?

Lynn squinted slightly.

"It's a big fun."

His muttered murmur was unintelligible, but in the quiet of the room, the indistinct sound still caught the attention of the other two.

Charlotte tilted her head and asked with concern, "What's wrong Lynn?"

Lynn shook her head, "It's fine, just thinking about something."

"I've thought about something," Charlotte opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

If it were the Charlotte that Lynn knew, she would have restrained her words and said no more.

But she wasn't.

"I had a feeling that you weren't in a good mood." Charlotte whispered, "Isn't it a little too stressful lately?"

"After all, you don't seem to have had much rest in all this time."

Lynn smiled and said, "If it's a physical rest, I've been well adjusted."

"But you're obviously in a bit of a mental state right now." This phrase was uttered by Dr. Anthony.

"If you don't mind, you can talk to me." Dr. Anthony smiled happily, "Solving problems for the younger generations is also something that the old man is happy to do."

Lynn wanted to refuse, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and said with a smile.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"That's so polite." Dr. Anthony waved his hand and said, "So, kid, what's wrong with you?"

Lynn smiled faintly, "Before that, I want to ask you one thing."

"What do you think of the world?"

「.」

Dr. Anthony didn't seem to expect such a big question from the other party, and he was stunned for a moment, and quickly returned to normal.

"You're such a little creature with ideals and ambitions." He smiled kindly, and then said, "I feel that this world is the world I hope for."

"Why?"

Dr. Anthony did not answer immediately, but slowly stood up, walked to the window, reached out and pushed the glass window open, and then pointed to the pedestrians on the street.

The sky is light and the wind is light, the sun is shining, the streets and alleys are full of people, and the river is endless.

On a sunny day, the smiles on everyone's faces became a little brighter.

"Now, do you need me to explain more in words?"

"Who doesn't like world peace?

？」 He stroked his beard and laughed.

"If that's true, it's true, but," Lynn said with a smile, "I'm still curious why everyone is willing to be kind to the people around them."

"Is this an intellectual choice, or an emotional approval?"

"Reason or emotion."

Dr. Anthony's hand holding his beard paused slightly, and his already wrinkled brows became more and more nervous, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

It seems that this question stumped him.

After a long moment, he slowly spoke, "Whether it is intellectually or emotionally, they will do it."

"Because, it's the right choice."

"Correct? I'm sorry, but I still don't quite understand what that means." Lynn said calmly, "I think I would have been able to understand it better if it had been explained in conjunction with the corresponding events."

Dr. Anthony sighed and said, "Son, although the idea of seeing is believing, however, not every lock in this world has a key to open, and in the same way, not everything has the right answer—there may be, but forgive me for not having the knowledge to that extent, so I can't explain it to you."

"It's okay." Lynn chuckled, "We magicians have never been more interested in copying answers, but using our hands to prove what we want to prove, which is what we are more willing to do."

Dr. Anthony was stunned: "You"

Lynn suddenly changed her words, "Sir, can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Dr. Anthony said, "If it wasn't a particularly strange request, I think it would be fine."

"Of course not." Lynn said, "I'm just, trying to borrow some of your names to help me find answers."

"Name?"

Dr. Anthony was immediately alarmed.

At his point, a name is a great asset.

If any clinic outside had his name on it, even if it was just a rumor that he had taught a doctor here, it would bring great benefits to that clinic.

This kind of thing is not something that can be easily said and given.

"Sir, please rest assured." Lynn said, "I'm just borrowing some temporarily, and, maybe, I can help you."

"Help?"

Now, not only Dr. Anthony, but even Charlotte's appetite was suspended.

What the hell does he want to do?

Lynn still didn't reply positively, but only asked, "Sir, many of the people waiting below are seriously ill, right?"

Dr. Anthony nodded, "Yes."

Come to think of it, as the most famous doctor in Catalena, his free clinic naturally can't be all petty fights like colds.

Perhaps, many of those who were sentenced to death in the clinic counted on Anthony's doctor to escape death from death.

"That's good." Lynn smiled faintly, "Please come with me."

With that, he walked straight to the door.

Dr. Anthony and Charlotte looked at each other, and then both followed Lynn with confusion.

"Da-da-"

Footsteps suddenly rang out in the quiet hall.

Such a strange appearance naturally stirred up layers of ripples among everyone.

They lifted their numb faces, and the first thing they noticed was naturally the old man who had fallen behind.

"Dr. Anthony!"

Someone shouted, and everyone in the hall suddenly stood up and bowed to it.

Dr. Anthony waved his hand and motioned for them to sit down, then looked at Lynn, who had stopped.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Lynn only smiled and did not answer Dr. Anthony's words.

He raised his eyes and looked around at the people, "Everyone."

Hearing the shout, all the patients in the room finally turned their eyes away from Dr. Anthony and turned to Lynn

Above.

"Come to think of it, you may have been here for a while, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"So, everyone is in line by lottery?"

"It's a lottery." Someone answered.

"How's that going to work?" Lynn said solemnly, "There are priorities, and so are the symptoms, what if during the queue, some people with more serious illnesses pass away because of the long waiting time?"

"Everyone, do we have to change something?"

The patients were stopped by Lynn's questioning.

They looked around blankly, and when they saw someone nodding, they followed suit.

"Yes, yes."

"I think you're right."

"Correct, indeed."

"So." Lynn lengthened her voice, "In order to solve this problem, Dr. Anthony has decided to see some patients with more serious conditions first."

When Dr. Anthony heard this, his face changed, but before he could speak first, there was a sudden commotion below.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"How can you change your hexagram on the spot? I've been waiting for so long, and it's going to be my turn!"

"That's it!!"

Lynn's smile did not decrease: "Everyone, didn't you just promise to do well?"

"You have to do what you promise, that's the most "correct" way to behave, isn't it?"

The hall, which had been noisy, fell silent.

The originally numb look on the faces of everyone present suddenly became distorted.

In the midst of the distortion, most of the people suddenly showed an extremely terrifying smile on their faces.

"Indeed."

"If we say yes, we have to do it."

"Let the seriously ill get in line first."

"That's right." Lynn said meaningfully, "So, who's sicker?"

When all the patients heard this question, they were stunned and turned their eyes to Dr. Anthony.

Dr. Anthony was about to speak, but Lynn interrupted him first.

"Sir, please don't speak."

"You just agreed to my request, and this is a step in my way of proving it, so." He turned his head to look at Dr. Anthony, "You'll help me, won't you?"

"Me"

Dr. Anthony's gentle expression was gone, and all that was left was a slightly painful struggle.

After a few breaths, his face was calm again.

"I'll help you." He said.

"Thank you."

Lynn turned her gaze back to the patients and chuckled, "Whether the illness is mild or severe, I think you who have personal experience should know best."

"So, let's line up on our own."

When the words fell, everyone did not take direct action.

It's not that they don't want to act, it's that they haven't reacted yet.

As soon as one person got up, the hall began to line up towards the staircase, just like a classroom after class.

And, no less noisy.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you just a little cold? I've got a lung infection, so I should be at the front!"

"Infected? I'm sorry, I'm X, lethal and contagious, so you're all going to give me a little bit later."

"Get out of the way! I'm the one who should be in front!"

"Brother, I'll give you money, let me stand here, okay? I. Ahem."

"Whoever wants your stinky money, get out of here! Lao Tzu is going to stand in front!"

"I am!!"

"I !!"

It is hard to imagine that a hall that is still quiet and peaceful, because just a few words can bring together all the ugliness in the world.

At this moment, the hall suddenly erupted in a loud cheer that changed the audience.

"Please be quiet!"

Everyone looked back, and a plainly dressed girl was tearfully supporting the middle-aged man beside her.

"Everyone, can I let my mother be in the front line?" She trembled and said, "When I went to the doctor the other day, the doctor gave my father a medical certificate and said, he, he... He couldn't hold it anymore."

The girl's crying made everyone stop moving.

Some of them opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something; Some people trembled slightly, as if they wanted to make concessions.

However, at this moment, Lynn's words rang out again.

"Excuse me, who said that death is the most serious result of illness?"

"Many of the people in this room are potentially disabling diseases, and do you know what happens if these are not treated in time – it can deprive a family of a productive family member, and add a burden that is so heavy that it can overwhelm the whole family!"

"—You only lost your mother, but what they lost was the whole family."

The young man's voice should have been warm and clear, but this calm voice fell on the ears of others, but it was like a demon whispering.

Everyone present lowered their heads, as if trying to think about which choice was the right choice.

But no matter what, they have lost the idea of wanting to give up the position they originally had.

"You, you"

Dr. Anthony couldn't hold back any longer.

He held out his trembling fingers, "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Lynn smiled, her white teeth shining slightly in the light.

"I said, I'm just looking for the right solution."

"What kind of question, you need to use it in this way!!"

"Of course, it's about the world." He whispered, "I don't know why the social environment of the world is the way it is, but I do know that there are three ways for people to want to exist in an environment."

"One is destruction, destroying the original environment and transforming it into a way that allows it to survive;"

"The second is to adapt, to make your body a body that can accept this environment;

"The third is to escape, to escape from this place and find a more suitable environment for survival."

"One is what a few capable people will do, and two and three are the choices that most people will make – but I won't choose any of them."

Lynn grinned.

"I choose, let adapt, destroy."

"—I was never the one who should have run away."