"Direction?" Li Xiu slightly furrowed his brow. He didn't misunderstand, just felt this answer was somewhat too idealistic.
"Exactly, it's about direction." Modao Cang sighed, "According to that person, this world is like a firework that is blossoming. Though fireworks are brilliant, they eventually come to an end, and at that time, this world will be completely extinct, with no one able to escape. The only way to survive is to find the right direction. If we compare our world to fireworks, then outside our world is a bigger world, that world not only has fireworks but also many other various things. To survive, we must become the spark of the fireworks in the right direction, igniting other things to gain more survival energy, thus sustaining our ephemeral lives that disappear like fireworks."
