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What exactly is "kindness"?

This question is a bit high-level. For a layman like Sui Xiong, he can't think of any reliable answers. It's nothing more than helping others, being kind to others, blessing others frequently, and sacrificing oneself to save others. The most high-end one is a news he saw before he traveled through time - the daughter of a member of a refugee rights protection organization in a certain country was beaten up by refugees and died horribly. Then he insisted on protecting the rights of refugees and never wavered...

No, the last one doesn't seem to be kindness if you think about it carefully. How can harboring evil be considered kindness?

In short, Sui Xiong felt that although he couldn't explain his definition of kindness very clearly, he could at least say one, two, three, four, five, and six - each item can probably be further divided into several small points, and each small point may have several directions.

But until now, he realized that he still lacked some understanding of "kindness".

Moreover, there were so many things missing that... if he wanted to list them one by one, he might need to write a piece of paper.

Therefore, Sui Xiong is making up for his mistakes.

He does not think that his understanding of kindness is very wrong, and he does not intend to accept the understanding of the Lord of Supreme Goodness in its entirety. But he has to admit that there are many flaws and deficiencies in his ideas, and he really needs to study hard and make up for them.

It's like on Earth, perhaps because of the development of information, a primary school student may surpass ancient scholars in some aspects. But after entering the professional field they are good at, most people will still be beaten by the ancients who lived a thousand or even two thousand years ago, and have to study hard and honestly. Even if they study hard for half their lives, they will most likely be beaten by their predecessors who lived decades or even hundreds of years ago in their professional fields.

Only those who are both talented and diligent, and who can persevere and work hard, can eventually surpass their predecessors, truly climb onto the shoulders of giants, and reach out and point in the direction of the future of mankind.

Sui Xiong doesn't think he is a genius. He is not the kind of person who says, "Oh, it's too troublesome to add from one to one hundred. Why don't I just split it into fifty groups of one hundred and one and multiply it to get five thousand and fifty?" He is born to attack others.

... To be honest, he actually wants to be such a person, but unfortunately he lacks talent in this area.

He has never seen such a person in his life. Maybe it is an alien in human skin, which is not something that normal people have the chance to meet.

Sui Xiong is a normal person, at least he feels that he is a normal person - oh, he doesn't even look like a human now, or should he be called a "normal jellyfish"? No, a normal jellyfish is nothing more than the difference between cold jellyfish or cold jellyfish skin. Brother Xiong is so powerful and domineering, so naturally he can't turn into a jellyfish or jellyfish skin, even if it's not cold! He is old and his taste is not good. If he uses thousand-year-old jellyfish to cook, he will definitely be kicked out and will never have the chance to return to the kitchen in this life...

Stop those messy thoughts!

The amazing thing is that Sui Xiong can concentrate on studying while he is thinking about random things. His current seriousness in studying is comparable to the cram school he attended in October of his senior year in high school at a gallery that is said to be very good at turning decay into magic.

Well, Brother Xiong took the art joint examination that year and later studied fine arts. As for his college entrance examination results...to be honest, they are not good, but in their department, he is actually a top student.

After entering the university, he was stunned for a long time when he learned about this, and finally sighed: "No wonder the admission score for art is so low..."

Sui Xiong also knew that he lacked talent. So he has always studied hard. He dare not say that he has been working hard, but at least he can guarantee that he is more attentive than Sima Guang. At least when his level is not enough, he will understand that he is not good enough and learn from those who are good at it. He will not stick his neck out and make crazy mistakes, so as to leave a bad reputation of "perverse behavior".

By the way, Brother Xiong's understanding of Sima Guang is limited to two things. The first is "Sima Guang smashing the jar" learned in elementary school, and the second is the "parallel prime minister" and "unworthy of the name" ridiculed by Professor Cheng in college more than once. He even contemptuously swept out "the inherent corrupt nature of feudal landlords" from the praises of politicians and scholars of all dynasties. He is indeed worthy of being a pure-blooded Bolshevik.

In the desolate gray wilderness, Sui Xiong turned back to the size of a hat, fell to the ground, and faced the light ball that was almost half the size of his body, silent.

The Chaos Dragon turned back to its old and unbearable appearance, lying on an old chair that came from nowhere, half asleep.

In this silent wilderness, not even the sound of the wind could be heard, only the silence of death.

In Sui Xiong's heart, countless knowledge, countless concepts, countless thoughts and emotions were surging like a tide.

The strange thing was that these things flowed through his heart, but it was like a spring flowing over a white stone, leaving no trace except for a few fleeting ripples.

This was because these things did not belong to Sui Xiong.

With his current realm and level, he had indeed not reached the point where he could touch the "great divine power".

It was like the goddess of harvest had obtained this treasure for so long, but in the end she was not able to gain any insights. He had also spent a lot of time and energy to study this treasure and comprehend the "supreme goodness" contained in it. But everything was in vain. Until his death, he was unable to learn anything valuable from it.

But Sui Xiong was not discouraged at all and continued to study silently.

At the beginning, he was able to have a relatively clear mind, understand why he could not learn, understand where the gap was, and even think about some wild and unrealistic things. But as time passed, his thoughts gradually became scattered and messy, without any formation, like a chaotic dream.

Later, these chaotic thoughts finally calmed down, and his mind completely entered a state of emptiness. The empty mind seemed to have become a mirror, reflecting the wisdom and insights from the Lord of Supreme Goodness.

Lying on the chair, the Chaos Dragon, who seemed to have fallen asleep, opened his eyes and looked at him.

After an unknown amount of time, Sui Xiong suddenly smiled.

With this smile, he, who seemed frozen, suddenly regained his vitality, and his eyes glowed with wisdom again. But in this brilliance, there was an indescribable clarity.

If he gave people the impression of being a "smart man" before, now he gives people the impression of being a "smart man who already knows the answer." That indescribable clear look can be better summarized by an idiom.

Have a plan in mind.

"Do you understand?" Chaos Dragon asked.

Sui Xiong shook his head, but smiled: "Although I haven't understood it yet, I have found my direction."

"What exactly does my 'goodness' look like? I almost know where to work hard."