Apocalyptic Wasteland Simulator-Chapter 320 - 315 Rest

Chen Pingchuan's smile gradually faded, his expression growing solemn. He looked toward the land ravaged beyond recognition by the nuclear blast and said slowly, "Brother-in-law, this world may seem peaceful, but in reality, it's riddled with holes. The old rules, the blocked paths for advancement, and the dictatorial rulers... It's in dire need of a new order, one that can offer hope to all living things."

Yang Jian's heart went cold. He wasn't afraid of pure destroyers or ambitious tyrants, but he dreaded idealists like this—those who believed they were saving the world—because they would often choose incredibly destructive means for the sake of their so-called 'justice.' 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Your new order is to be forged through this kind of near-total destruction? Look around you! How many lives have been lost? Do you have any idea how many others were connected to them?" Yang Jian's voice grew agitated as he looked out at the carnage, a wave of sorrow washing over him.

Chen Pingchuan frowned slightly. A hint of pity flashed in his eyes, but his gaze quickly hardened with resolve. "To establish a conscience for the heavens and earth, to secure the fate of the people, to carry on the lost teachings of past sages, and to usher in an era of peace for all generations.

"Brother-in-law, there can be no creation without destruction. The old order is rotten to the core. Without this searing pain, how could new hope possibly be born? It's like the rebirth of a phoenix; only by passing through the flames can it be reborn."

Yang Jian sneered. Now that things had come to this, there was no longer any need to pretend, and he didn't hold back. "You're just making excuses for your actions. How do you know the new order you establish will be any good? It might be even worse than the current one. I never thought the Heaven's Chosen my sister found would turn out to be such an utter bastard."

Chen Pingchuan didn't immediately rebut. He was silent for a moment before saying slowly, "Forget it. I never intended to convince you anyway. Besides, this matter isn't urgent. What I'm doing now is merely a prelude. Soon, the world will undergo a massive transformation."

After speaking, Chen Pingchuan grabbed Yang Jian with one hand. "Black Demon One, let's go."

ROAR!!!

The King of Black Magic roared. Although all its underlings were dead, it wasn't the least bit sad. It saw its former master, who was as invincible as ever. Any rebellious thoughts Black Demon One might have had were instantly extinguished.

The King of Black Magic lowered its massive body, extending a section of its wing like a solid ramp. Chen Pingchuan climbed up the makeshift bridge with steady steps, each one exuding an undeniable majesty. Once he was standing firmly on the King of Black Magic's broad back, the beast adjusted its posture.

Then, its six gigantic wings began to beat vigorously. The other shadow creatures quickly found secure holds on the King of Black Magic's body. The sudden flapping of its wings seemed to trigger a small tempest, churning the surrounding air into a huge vortex. A raging wind howled past, sweeping the black stone debris off the ground and into the air. With every flap, the massive wings generated a powerful downdraft that struck the ground, kicking up clouds of gray ash—a unique byproduct of the nuclear blast.

The King of Black Magic's body slowly lifted off the ground. It seemed heavy at first, but with the continuous, powerful beating of its wings, it gradually accelerated, shooting toward the sky like a black meteor. The world below shrank rapidly. The land, ravaged beyond recognition by the nuclear blast, became a mottled canvas. The King of Black Magic, carrying Chen Pingchuan and Yang Jian, flew higher and higher until it finally disappeared into the distant clouds, leaving behind only the lingering howl of the wind.

Yang Jian stared down at the rapidly shrinking scene of nuclear devastation. His heart was a tumultuous mix of emotions. He worried for the future of the world. Though people called him the War Knight, he believed in using war to end war and would never engage in meaningless slaughter. He felt both anger and helplessness at Chen Pingchuan's actions.

"Where are you taking me?" Yang Jian shouted at Chen Pingchuan, the wind nearly drowning out his voice.

Chen Pingchuan didn't turn around, responding directly in Yang Jian's mind through divine sense, "To a place where we can rest for a while!"

Soon, the King of Black Magic arrived high above a towering mountain range. The mountains were shrouded in a mysterious fog that faintly emanated an ancient, powerful aura. The great beast slowly descended, eventually landing on the very summit.

A colossal Divine Tree stood in the center of the mountaintop. Its trunk was unimaginably thick, and its branches stretched out in all directions as if holding up the entire world. The leaves of the Divine Tree shimmered with a five-colored light. Each leaf contained a mysterious power, casting a gentle radiance that bathed the entire area in an ethereal, dreamlike splendor.

Beneath the tree was a lush, green lawn where all sorts of strange flowers bloomed, their enchanting fragrance seeming to soothe the deepest anxieties of the soul. Yang Jian's eyes widened. Staring at the incredible sight before him, he momentarily forgot all his anger and doubt. He had never seen a place so beautiful—not with conventional visual beauty, but with a comfortable aesthetic that soothed the very soul.

"Brother-in-law, welcome to my domain," Chen Pingchuan's voice broke the silence.

"This... What is this place?" Yang Jian couldn't help but ask.

Chen Pingchuan smiled faintly. "This is a place that can block out all technology. It possesses a unique power that allows you to feel the world's beauty more clearly."

With that, Chen Pingchuan led Yang Jian to the Divine Tree. He gently stroked its trunk, and the Divine Tree, as if receiving a command, began to glow brightly. Then, dynamic images surfaced on the tree's bark.

In the scenes, all the puppets within the Divine Tree's domain had regained their human forms. This time, however, they all wore identical clothing. Their faces beamed with happiness as they worked and lived freely on this land. Children laughed and played on the grass, elders sat peacefully watching from the sidelines, and young people busied themselves with various energetic tasks. It was a scene of perfect harmony and beauty.

Yang Jian stared at the images, his heart filled with confusion. "You... you created this? But what is it supposed to prove?"

Chen Pingchuan looked at the scene, a trace of yearning in his eyes. "Brother-in-law, this is the world I want. No oppression, no exploitation. A world where everyone can freely pursue their own happiness. Under the protection of the Divine Tree, the people here live by simple and fair rules. They help each other and advance together. None of your harvest is exploited by others. Here, there is absolute fairness!"

Yang Jian snorted. "This is just one small place. Can you guarantee the entire world could be like this? Do you think no one has ever tried to create the world you imagine?"

"Of course not," Chen Pingchuan replied. "Many have tried, but the outcome has always been the same."