Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

"Don’t belittle yourself like that, Mr. Lin, you all are great too." The girl smiled as she spoke.

"I am not great." Lin the Sage smiled and retorted: "If I were great, I wouldn’t stand by powerless as civilization falls."

"But this isn’t about the people of your era; contrariwise, it is your generations’ repeated sacrifices that truly save this world." The girl smiled and shook her head, catching up with Lin the Sage: "Speaking of which, they never discovered the problem with your body."

"They have only seen the living, but never witnessed the living dead; it’s quite normal, isn’t it?" Lin the Sage stopped on the steps, looking at her: "Just like you, who would know that you are Fate."

"Yes, just like this world, apart from you, only Malin can look me in the eye." At this, the girl laughed.

In the next second, she disappeared from Lin the Sage’s sight.

Before leaving, she left a message for the Sage: "Someone’s grown bold, I’m off to discipline him."

Lin the Sage stayed behind in silence for a moment, then smiled and continued his journey.

Sometimes, he really envied the Zhaos, being able to let go of burdens early; though it’s excessive to say so, he really was tired.

So even robots get tired, huh?

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