"Before explaining what has happened, you should first understand a fundamental truth: for Hell's Movie, the essence of the world is not particles, but human souls. More precisely, the souls of intelligent beings, though what we encounter are generally human souls because we ourselves are human."
Huang Dao began speaking in a calm voice that carried an air of profound weariness, the weight of past experiences evident. His recollections made him think of bygone days. He lifted his head slightly, gazing at the Sun in the distance, which bore three black cracks, his eyes deep and contemplative.
"So it really is like this. I once encountered other intelligent beings. It seems that Hell's Movie has been secretly orchestrating events all along, like a pre-programmed design. But because its scope is so immense, it's nearly impossible to detect." Qian Cangyi nodded as he finished speaking, then remained silent, quietly waiting for Huang Dao to continue.
