Surviving in a Collapsed World, Is Something Wrong?

Chapter 215 Who knows the meaning of the world? The answer lies in your heart

On the way, Jiang Ming looked at the beautiful white-haired girl who kept touching various parts of his body - according to her, she wanted to better understand humans.

He was a little embarrassed, but still pretended to be calm and asked.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

"...I don't have a name, only the last name of Shaniyat. Although I am totally unworthy of it, it is the only one that can identify me...you know."

"Hmm...any thoughts on getting one for yourself?"

Jiang Ming blinked, and she shook her head to express her answer. Seeing this, Jiang Ming tried to persuade her.

"How can this be possible? Once the curse on you is gone, you will be able to live like a normal person. If someone remembers you or mentions you, they can't call you 'she' or 'that person', right? Just give yourself a good name first, okay?"

She hesitated for a few seconds, nodded, but quickly shook her head with apology in her eyes.

"Hmm... I'm sorry. Although I really want to give myself a name like you said, I really can't think of a good name. The theoretical knowledge in my mind can't help me do this. I... don't have experience in that area."

The girl lowered her eyelids slightly, looking helpless and at a loss like a child who had made a mistake.

However, this did not make Jiang Ming feel unhappy. Instead, he felt a little bit expectant.

"In that case, how about I choose a name for you?"

"Huh? Okay."

Unexpectedly, she agreed to this request without any hesitation. Perhaps she truly regarded him as a friend she could trust, or perhaps he was the only one she could rely on now. As for the name...to be honest, such a thing had no meaning to her.

"Hmm...Hmm..."

Jiang Ming crossed his arms over his chest, frowned slightly and fell into deep thought, but in fact he was recalling something. The occasional hum from his mouth was considered by her to be a necessary process in his thinking.

Soon, Jiang Ming made a fist with his right hand and knocked it on his left hand. Then he opened his right hand, and soon several different plant specimens suddenly piled up in the air. The girl tilted her head slightly when she saw this. Jiang Ming stretched out the index finger of his left hand and explained with a confident smile.

"Here, I got this from a friend. Pick one you like. I'll use it to choose a good name for you, so you can feel involved~"

"Mmm...?"

The girl casually stretched out her hand, and among these unrecognizable specimens, she chose the most inconspicuous one, which was shriveled, messy, and had sad white fruits - just like her evaluation of her own life.

"Oh, this..."

Jiang Ming looked a little surprised, and the girl looked at him as if to clarify, so he smiled again.

"The plant specimen you picked is called mistletoe. As the name suggests, it relies on parasitizing other plants to compete for nutrients. It is harmful to the host. Therefore, it has the meaning of death in some myths."

"..."

The girl held her breath for a moment, but then she quickly let it go and smiled self-deprecatingly - doesn't this represent her life? She made herself by the death of others, survived with the theoretical knowledge in her head, survived with the powerful self-healing power she obtained, and brought death that should not have come to those who met her.

But as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, it was shattered by a warm touch on his head. He reacted and found that it was Jiang Ming who was rubbing his head. He blinked in confusion, and Jiang Ming's explanation followed closely.

"That's what it says, but its stems and branches with leaves can be used as medicine after being processed. It has the effects of treating muscle and bone pain, limb cramps, back pain, injuries, nourishing the liver and kidneys, strengthening the muscles and bones, removing rheumatism, and even protecting the fetus. So - in some myths, it also symbolizes life and abundance."

"Haha, these two names are really..."

Jiang Ming smiled again for some reason, but she didn't care about it.

"......Um."

Seeing that she nodded as if she understood, Jiang Ming struck while the iron was hot and continued with a smile.

"So, your name is Mistrylin, how about that? Among the pronunciations in different languages, this one sounds the best. I think it sounds nice too, with a delicate and soft feeling."

"..."

Looking at the innocent smile on Jiang Ming's face that came from the heart, even as a [rational type], she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is this a human emotion? I always use it in places where I don't understand why..."

Jiang Ming, who had no idea what she was thinking, continued to stare at her fair and beautiful face, and was sincerely looking forward to her answer.

"oh, I understand now."

Not sure whether she truly accepted the name or could not bear Jiang Ming's burning gaze, Mistellin finally nodded in agreement, which made Jiang Ming excitedly clench his fist to celebrate.

"Great!"

"What..."

Looking at his somewhat excited look, Mistierine felt that she was becoming less and less able to understand human emotions - is accepting the name given to you by others something worth celebrating?

"Where do we go next?"

"Oh, we have to find a tombstone nearby. Before we go find you, I once promised a pregnant woman, who is also my friend, Alexandra. Her husband unfortunately died in the second Honkai. Although she is pregnant, she goes to chat with him and give him a bouquet of flowers almost every week. However, she has not been in good health recently, so she asked me to do it... Ah, here we are."

Jiang Ming brought Mistelin to a relatively flat snowfield. Dozens of tombstones stood here, looking a bit desolate.

There was a whistling sound of cold wind in her ears, but her body did not feel cold or painful. Even her long white hair that almost reached the ground was not affected at all.

Misterine seemed to know that this was Jiang Ming's work.

"What's the point of doing this?"

Although she knew she had no right to doubt or suspect this, she still wanted to understand humans better. Theoretical knowledge in her mind was not enough - she needed personal answers from humans.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and quickly answered.

"As for the meaning, some people think it has, some people think it doesn't. But you should also know that so many ordinary people have died in this world. Apart from those who loved and knew them well, who else would care about them?"

Jiang Ming took a deep breath through his nose and exhaled heavily.

"'The most desolate cemetery is one that no one visits, because the people buried there [are truly gone]' This is what the owner of the tombstone once said, so - there are not so many meaningful things in this world, what's important is... what do you think?"

"No matter how you think about it, there is still no standard answer. Humans are really complicated..."

Mistryn looked at the tombstone, with unspeakable emotion in her eyes.

【Alexey Sidavich Zaitsev】

[He was a sinner, but he always tried his best to save his family and friends from hunger and cold]

"..."

Looking at the other person's epitaph, Mistrine didn't understand why humans had such a custom, but the knowledge she had told her that she should remain silent.

Jiang Ming took out a small bunch of faded plant specimens and used his knowledge of the stigmata to find out that they were cornflowers.

Seeing that Mistierine didn't say anything, Jiang Ming took the initiative to liven up the atmosphere. He placed cornflowers in front of Mistierine for her to observe carefully.

"You don't have to be so serious. Look, this is a specimen of cornflower. Even though it has faded now, its original color is almost the same as the strands of different-colored hair in your hair. Fate is so wonderful."

Then, Jiang Ming pressed the dried flowers in front of the tombstone with stones, said a simple prayer, and then took Mistrylin away from the small snowy cemetery.

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