Some people say that love is the only redemption to save the lonely soul. No, I don’t think so. Love is a poison that corrodes people’s hearts, a trap set by life, a weakness that makes you feel attached to warmth, and the leaf you paste when bathing in the dragon’s blood. It is the best tool to make you give up your dignity. - Cheng Mo

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With her back against the seat and crossed her legs, Xie Minyun reached out and fiddled with the strands of black, straight and long hair that was messed with by the wind on her cheeks. This action added countless indescribable charm to the cold Xie Minyun. Originally, Xie Minyun was a little unworldly, but now she became vivid and shining because of this inadvertent action.

After Cheng Mo agreed to divide the 28-year-old and taught her how to identify micro-expressions, Xie Minyun gently opened her two squid lips like blood and said, "I think your eyes are not that short-sighted. According to Pascal's theory of betting (Note 1), you should know that if you just want to make money, then, even though you look down on them, even if you have strong abilities, integrating into them is the most correct choice, right?"

After pausing for a moment, Xie Minyun said meaningfully: "Especially Du Leng, he has created a Dragon Blood Society. Those who can join the society are elites with excellent family background and grades. Although your background is average, with your ability, it is easy to join. With these resources, you can work less for many years in the future. It is more promising than you have worked hard to calculate him and earn some pocket money now..."

Cheng Mo certainly understood the meaning of Xie Minyun's mention of Pascal bet. It was obvious that she was saying that as an absolutely rational person who pursues good and avoids evil, he should try to integrate into the elite class represented by Du Leng, because as long as he joins, he may get benefits. The worst result is that he does not get benefits, but if he does not join, he may get disadvantages.

Simply put, Xie Minyun meant that Cheng Mo would not be rational enough if he did not try his best to integrate into Du Leng's circle just to make money.

Cheng Mo repeated the name "Dragon Blood Society" and said, "I actually don't like the word "success". Look at the success books on the market that tell you what success is, and you will know who is defining what "success". It seems that everyone is telling you that you can make enough money as long as you work hard, and as long as you make enough money to achieve financial freedom, you will succeed..."

"In fact, we all know that there is not only one kind of success, so why do we only see this one in our eyes?"

"Because the people who are the cornerstones do not work hard to improve, the whole country will lose their vitality and competitiveness, so this is the only success we are inculcated... From ancient times to the present, the human world has always been a pyramid system. From top to bottom, as the number of people increases, the wealth and wisdom they master have decreased exponentially... What is the secret of this world? The responsibility of the people at the top of the pyramid is to allow the people at the bottom to solve their food and clothing, so that they can maintain hope of promotion... However, in the end, only a small group of people can advance to the elite class to gain real financial freedom, and the vast majority of people are just put on a division of labor that is destined to create wealth for others..."

"I think you should know better than me that the mystery of success is not the group of people at the top of the pyramid, but some missionaries who are established by the 'top', such as the famous Boss X... Even if you can succeed in Boss X, you are just a leader in the elite class. He will never be able to break through the ceiling... He can only adapt to the rules, but cannot make rules..."

"So for me... although I want money, I am never willing to be a slave to money..."

As a true red nobleman, Xie Minyun naturally knew that Cheng Mo was talking about a fact. The so-called class flow only exists between ordinary people and elites, and this flow is becoming increasingly difficult. As for wanting to break the ceiling and advance to the top of the pyramid, there is no path except blood and fire.

Xie Minyun said lightly: "I said it quite ideally, but reality seems to be quite cruel! Is it harder to make money standing than you think? But it doesn't matter. Yan Yitong, the one who talked to you in the afternoon, is quite a status... You don't look down on Du Leng's road, and Yan Yitong's road... If you seize this, it's a good opportunity to jump to the level..."

Cheng Mo sneered: "I actually don't like the word ideal either. This is just an empty word used by missionaries to package their humanistic care. They tell you that the shape of ideals is poetry, wine and the distance, mountains, deserts and oceans, conquest, climbing and mastering. If you don't set some ideals, then you are confused and numb, but ideals are actually nothing, but your life plan. Make money in the way you hope, this is the truth of ideals. From beginning to end, you still stay in the framework that others have drawn for you. You think you are growing wildly, but in fact, they are just step by step. These things are just adjusting products of boring life... In the final analysis, direction, redemption, hope, ideal... Are these important? In fact, they are not important at all."

Xie Minyun supported her chin with her back, leaned her elbow against the handrail and looked at Cheng Mo with a slant, and asked with great nature: "What is the most important thing for you?"

Cheng Mo said: "Of course, living comfort is the most important thing." After a brief pause, he changed his mind and said calmly: "It is enough to live healthy and die in the way I want."

Xie Minyun cast her eyes on the Xiangjiang River outside the window. Orange Island was like a giant boat riding the wind and waves in the middle of the river. The summer sunset rendered the sky gorgeous, like the sky ignited an orange fire. Xie Minyun was silent for a moment. She knew that Cheng Mo wanted to be the master of her destiny, but in this world, it was so difficult to be the master of her destiny.

Roosevelt shouted: Be the master of time, the master of destiny, and the helmsman of the soul.

William Henry cried: Thank God for giving me an inconquering soul, I am the master of my destiny, and I am the commander of my soul!

The Jews once collectively shouted: I am the master of my destiny, and I am the master of my soul.

Those who choose to be loyal to their souls and dare to fight against fate are all madmen with firm will and fools in the eyes of most people. They try to free themselves from the shackles of the world. They know that the process is unprofitable, difficult and painful, and they have to go against the current and become the masters of their own will and destiny.

But, it seems that nothing is greater than such an ideal.

Xie Minyun also over-raising Cheng Mo's ideal. In fact, Cheng Mo just wanted to die of old age and not be killed by this damn heart disease.

Two teenagers of sixteen or seventeen years old said this, they were really a second-year-old. Generally speaking, they should be talking about traffic students and entertainment gossip. Even if they are more advanced, they talk about Olympiad, ivy, and the international situation is not an exaggeration, but they are talking about superstructures such as superstructure.

But they are very serious. If there are others, they must think that the two of them are a joke.

But in fact, they are just standing on a higher dimension. Think about those geniuses, Gauss, Marx, Nietzsche, and the great men of the Orange Island...what were they thinking when they were seventeen years old?

You will understand that it is not that they pretend to be deep, but that we ordinary people are too superficial.

Cheng Mo keenly grabbed Xie Minyun's desolate expression for the moment and said, "No wonder people like you have no friends, they regard life as a chess game, and treat everyone as an opponent... Your personality is really distorted!"

Xie Minyun turned her head and looked at Cheng Mo with a cold and hard voice, "Is it funny? People like you will definitely not understand what it is like to be regarded as a benchmark from childhood to adulthood. There is no difference between others' praise. Look, Xie Minyun is beautiful, has good grades, and has such a great family background... But is I just like this? I have been regarded as a role model countless times, no, I should be a villain, and then I am jealous of countless people. As long as you make a little insignificant mistake, someone will sarcastically magnify it into an unforgivable shortcomings. What I received the most in junior high school was not love letters, but some anonymous letters scolding me... Do you know what they are most happy to see? It's not how good your grades are, it's not how perfect you perform, it's not how popular you are, what they want to see is that you make a fool of yourself, it's you show your weaknesses, it's you're unlucky..."

"Actually you are the kind of person I hate the most!"

"Because you like disguise, you like lies, you think lies are correct, and are making up for and reconciling the bad habits of this world, but I will never be confused like you, and I will never allow these despicable people to watch my jokes."

“Never allow it…”

When she said this last sentence, Xie Min's white and jade-like side face reflected the huge sunset, allowing the brilliance of rationality during the day to be trampled by this blurred color. With her lonely and deserted expression, it seemed like an unknown end of the world.

Beauty lies in the middle of Cheng Mo's vision, turning everything in this world into vain.

Her long hair, long eyelashes, gem-like pupils, her pretty nose bridge and the shallow cherry lips were surging in the wind, making all the words like "dream", "beautiful" and "entwined" pale.

But at this moment, Cheng Mo was filled with deadly toxins. He turned his head and held his breath: "A monster will definitely not make fun of another monster."

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(Note 1: "Pascal's bet" - a statement expressed by French mathematician, physicist, and thinker Blaise Pascal in his book "The Book of Thoughts", that is, I do not know whether God exists. If He does not exist, there is no benefit as an atheist, but if He exists, I will have great disadvantages as an atheist. Therefore, I would rather believe that God exists.)
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