Chapter 253 Lu Mingfei: I’m Not Tired

Being a good person is exhausting.

The seemingly plain emotion deeply touched Lu Mingfei.

"Yeah, being a good person is exhausting."

Lu Mingfei had been maintaining communication with Norma, with formulaic reports echoing in his ears. As there was no clue about the enemy, he simply sat down.

It is not difficult to guess the focus of the opponent's attack. Apart from Odin, who is most likely to be resurrected in Europe, other locations are basically the Sea of ​​​​Japan and Baidi City under the Three Gorges.

There are Dragon Kings guarding these two positions, and there are also two half-crouching in the core hideout Cassel. Even many of the preset alchemy arrays left by Lu Mingfei have not been triggered, which shows that these Dragon Kings are still quite powerful.

"Hey, that's not the case. Why are you getting depressed now?"

Caesar pulled a bench over like a bad friend.

He didn't feel any psychological pressure when facing Lu Mingfei. Except for the fact that he would sometimes feel a little embarrassed when he unconsciously remembered that this boy who looked younger than him was his grandfather, he was very relaxed at other times.

There's nothing I can do. This is what happens if I've never done anything wrong.

"I am fine."

He waved his hand and steadily took the Coke handed to him by Caesar, showing no negative emotions.

"Compared to most good people in this world, I am relatively lucky. At least I have the power to change everything."

"To be honest, I think the whole world is lucky to have someone like you."

Caesar has met many people, including many social elites and industry celebrities.

But if you really ask Caesar to pick someone to stand in Lu Mingfei's position, he feels that he can't pick anyone.

As a young master who grew up in one of the world's top families, Caesar knew very well the extent to which power could alienate a person, so he also knew how outrageous things those people could do if they reached Lu Mingfei's level.

Caesar felt that he might be more reliable than most people. At least his needs were to hold bigger parties, support bigger dance troupes, and travel around the world.

Can highs and lows drive economic development, right?
People like Lu Mingfei can be said to be saints born into the world.

If we have to use a more familiar template to describe Caesar, it would be the Superman in the comics reflected in reality.

As for the others, they are simply at the level of the people from his motherland in a comic called The Boys that he followed in 2006, or even worse than the people from his motherland.

"Maybe."

Lu Mingfei remained noncommittal. He always felt that the power he possessed was the decisive factor that supported his current appearance.

"What do you think is the biggest difference between good people and bad people?"

"Well, the difference in the price you pay for your actions?"

"You have grasped the key to the problem."

Lu Mingfei thought that Caesar would elaborate on the specific definitions of good guys and bad guys to make his argument like his senior brother did.

"That's right. It's the difference in price. One side is paying, while the other side is grabbing and destroying. From the perspective of the instinct of life activities alone, being a good person is theoretically against the most basic logic of living things."

Simply put, a good person has a strong conscience but an empty wallet, while a bad person has no conscience but a fat wallet.

“But all intelligent life forms have spiritual pursuits, especially in modern society where many regions have achieved a high level of material abundance. It’s normal to try to do good things.” Caesar recalled and felt that Lu Mingfei was not so extreme. There were still good people among the masses.

"For example, I often provide high-paying jobs to many young girls with financial difficulties. Besides, I am not my father. My main focus is on appreciating art."

"This is different. You are using your family's money to start a dance troupe, which is completely acceptable to you. What you pay is the money given to you by your family, and what you gain is spiritual satisfaction."

Lu Mingfei looked at the clouds gradually dispersing in the sky and sighed helplessly.

"There are too many good people in this society. Their contributions come at the cost of sacrificing their own interests, from losing time with their family and friends to accidentally losing their lives. Some people are even framed for trying to do good things. In many cases, the price they pay for being a good person far exceeds their material ability to bear, which is difficult to make up for with spiritual satisfaction."

"Let me ask you, if you were asked to risk your own life or the life of someone close to you to save the life of a stranger, would you go?"

"will not."

Caesar shook his head without hesitation. He would not just randomly pick a person off the street and kill him, but he also would not put the things he cared about in danger for a completely unrelated person.

“That’s why I consider myself lucky.”

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and felt the oncoming elemental tide, like waves rising and falling along the beach, slowing down his breathing.

"My power is enough to help others without having to worry about the difficulties most people face in being a good person, so my decision only needs to consider what I want to do."

One of the main reasons why Ultraman has been able to maintain his great enthusiasm for protecting life and defending justice for a long time is that they have a nearly perfect country and powerful military force to maintain peace in this country for tens of thousands of years.

They don't have to worry about the safety of their relatives and friends, nor do they have to worry about the education of their offspring. Their lifespans are even terrifyingly long, and they don't have to consider anything that constitutes their social relationships or all the material life in that utopian society.

That is why they can help lives everywhere in the universe without hesitation, and pursue their own beliefs and ideals without hesitation.

Otherwise, the Land of Light would be invaded every now and then, and their own porridge would still be hot, and the Ultra Brothers would have no conditions to worry about the difficulties of other civilizations.

Ultramen are noble because they have always held the ideal of upholding justice and helping the weak.

At the same time, Ultraman is also lucky because they have the power to maintain this noble ideal.

A large group is never short of noble people. It’s not that many people don’t have the idea of ​​becoming a good person, but the price they want to pay is really daunting.

"So you say I'm depressed, and I'll say it's okay, because for me, being a good person—"

Lu Mingfei looked at the World Tree bracelet and smiled.

"Not tired."

"But you're obviously not happy at all right now."

Now Caesar was confused.

"Yeah, I'm not happy now."

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, his gaze more sharp than ever before.

"Why should others have to take risks to be good people? Why should their safety not be guaranteed? Why should they have to make a choice between themselves and others?"

"Because they don't have the power you have."

"Then let my power protect everything for them."

(End of this chapter)