"Until one day, they suddenly discovered that many big fish in the pond began to die, and many vegetation began to wither. They were panicked, especially those big fish that lived long enough. They thought it was a waterfall coming, because every waterfall

The coming of the epidemic will also have a huge impact on them, and many fish will die."

"But slowly, after the first batch of big fish died, they discovered that they were wrong. What came was not the waterfall, but some kind of poisonous poison. It was not just them that died, but everyone who touched it died.

Those highly poisonous creatures spread from the top layer to the deeper water little by little, and finally gradually made the entire pond unable to contain it."

Ser Egwene took a deep breath and looked up at the top of the mountain.

"So, they united and resisted, but they soon failed. Their corpses fell to the bottom of the pond, leaving the entire bottom of the pond covered with their corpses. Some fish had foreseen the poison in advance, so they

I dived into the deepest part of the pond early, hoping to find a glimmer of hope among the bones."

"But there are still some fish that are not willing to accept that fate. They choose to rise up and jump out of the pond to call for the waterfall that has not come for a long time, hoping that it will inject life into the pond."

Speaking of which.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if his whole body was filled with fatigue.

Lin En quietly looked at the ponds where fish were constantly jumping out and said:

"But they can't bring up the waterfall, can they?"

Sir Egwene raised his head with a smile and said: "Yes, as you can see, some fish will never be able to jump out of this pond in their lifetime. Even if some fish jump out, they will fall quickly. They will never be able to jump out of this pond."

Touch the cliff."

"Because fish are fish, they can't turn into swans, they can't fly in the sky, and naturally they can't wake up the waterfall on the cliff."

"It can be said that if this were the case, then the future of this pond would have already been doomed."

No one can change it.

No matter those who leap, no matter those who persist, no matter those who fall.

In the end, when the poison spreads to the entire pond, they will be turned into piles of white bones forever.

Lin En stared at the pond and said quietly:

"Is there really no chance?"

Ser Egwene raised her head and said, "No, actually there is."

Linn turned to look at him with a frown.

Sir Egwene waved his hand, and a trace of spiritual energy spread out from his fingertips. The entire pond immediately underwent subtle changes under the influence of that ray of spiritual energy.

He saw a ray of light in the pond and saw a medium-sized carp flashing with a faint light.

Its light illuminates the surrounding darkness, and countless scarred big fish surround it, protecting it, feeding it, resisting the poisonous erosion, and maintaining its purity.

It's like waiting for a certain moment to arrive.

Waiting for the chance to finally take the leap.

Time seemed to pass quickly under the influence of that spiritual energy.

And finally at that moment, when the golden light shone to its extreme, the carp rushed towards the water. In the swirling water droplets, with the courage to not fear death, it exhausted all its strength.

He jumped up and reached the top of the high mountain.

Lin En stared blankly at that scene, watching it jump over the clouds, watching the golden light spilling over the entire pond.

Sir Egwene also raised his head and said:

"This is the first way, and it is also the most hopeful way for those big fish who are still struggling to survive."

Lin En looked at the golden light in the sky and murmured:

"What about the second one?"

Ser Egwene looked down at the deepest part of the pond, and vaguely, it seemed that among the piles of bones, there was a new-born fry, gently swinging among the carcasses of one big fish after another.

It is very inconspicuous, and you can't see the poison spreading in the water above, nor can you see the warm light emitted by the golden carp.

It just wandered carefree among the corpses, taking it for granted.

It's very ordinary.

So ordinary that it cannot be compared with those big fish swimming around.

But it's not ordinary.

Because what grows on its body is not fish scales, but feathers.

It's as if it doesn't belong to this pond by nature, it belongs to the blue sky. It doesn't need to jump or worry. It just needs to wait for the moment when its feathers are plump and come out of the water.

It can flap its wings and fly.

Become that flying bird.

Use your own long cry to wake up the waterfall that has been sleeping for a long time.

Let the rolling water inject vitality into this pond again, and let the poison be diluted completely in the surging water.

"That's the second way, and it's also a way that many fish don't know and won't look for."

"Because instead of pinning their future on a misty legend, they are more willing to believe that the koi is destined to be brilliant when it is born, and they are more willing to believe that it will leap to the top of the mountain that no one can reach."

Ser Egwene turned his head, his dark eyes reflecting Linn's startled cheek.

"But what if that koi fails too."

"Then we can only wait and see if the fry will really turn into a bird like the legend says."

Chirp————

The moment he finished speaking, Linn's ears seemed to really hear the long cry of birds.

See the fish spread its gorgeous wings, watch the water droplets fall from its feathers, watch it jump up and spread its wings.

But who knows.

The moment it spreads its wings and turns into a flying bird.

Will it still be the carefree fish it once was?

…

Night doctor stronghold, in the room.

The surrounding illusion slowly disappeared, and the layout of the room was restored. Linn sat in the wheelchair, frowning, and the words of Sir Egwene were still echoing in his mind.

Ser Egwene sat quietly on the chair, not disturbing, just looking at him.

for a long time.

Lin En finally came back to his senses, raised his eyes, looked at Sir Egwene opposite in a complex manner, and said:

"So, am I the feathered fish? Sir."

Sir Egwene turned to look at him, shook his head and said: "Maybe, but maybe not, who knows? In fact, except me, no one will believe that absurd legend, and no one believes that anything can really be changed.

Fish that become birds.”

"And even if it does, what does it matter?"

He stood up, held his shoulders, looked into his eyes, and smiled heartily:
Chapter completed!