As usual, Goddess Chang 'e walked to the deepest part of the library, only to find that it was noisy again.
A group of old men were surrounding Monkey King, talking about something.
Of course, she didn't know that it was Monkey King.
"Here we go again"
Chang 'e thought of this, but she still sat down not far away and pricked up her ears to listen.
"Grandmaster, we've asked so many questions, you should at least answer a few of them!"
The old men tried to provoke him: "Don't tell me you can't answer any of them?"
Monkey King moved his gaze away from the Heavenly Book and sighed: "What questions?"
He didn't even listen to what they were asking.
"Why don't the demons of the Myriad Spirit Kingdom cultivate instead of working so hard?"
Someone immediately asked.
"What's the purpose of cultivating?"
Monkey King put down the Heavenly Book and asked them in return.
"Of course it's to be carefree, to not have to worry about food and drink, to live happily"
An old man answered.
"Then is cultivating faster, or relying on one's own hands in the Myriad Spirit Kingdom?"
Monkey King asked again.
The old men were startled, frowning in thought.
Before they could come up with an answer, Monkey King asked again: "How many demons in this world can become deities?"
His casual words left the old men speechless.
"Grandmaster is indeed reasonable"
They were a bit reluctant to admit defeat.
"This is common sense, even children on the streets know this"
Monkey King asked: "Why are you asking such a question?"
Goddess Chang 'e couldn't help but chuckle, mocking the old men for being inferior to children.
These old men were all scholars from the nearby countries, they had been studying in the library for the past few years, but none of them were willing to admit defeat.
Many people had invited Monkey King to Shanhai City to give lectures, but the old men were not convinced, so they often asked Monkey King some profound questions.
Although they were asking for guidance, they were actually looking for trouble.
But after so many years, Monkey King had never been at a disadvantage.
Being scolded like this today, the old men were even more unwilling.
"How do we explain those immortals?"
They continued to ask: "They have obtained Immortal Physiques and are free and unfettered, so why are they still working so hard?"
"Immortals are different from demons."
Monkey King took out another Heavenly Book from the bookshelf and flipped through it.
"Immortals create new technology and spirit items here, and they are proud of the results. Their hard work will earn them the respect and love of all living beings, and that love will make them happier than being free."
After he finished speaking, his mind was immersed in the Heavenly Scroll and he no longer paid attention to the elders.
The elders looked at each other. They wanted to refute what the Monkey King had said, but they couldn't find any reason to do so.
They shook their heads and left helplessly.
The Monkey King was not affected at all. He lowered his head and continued to read. Every time there was a technological breakthrough in the City of Wanling, it would be compiled into a Heavenly Book. He did not have to worry about not having enough books to read.
Goddess Chang'e looked at him curiously. She felt that he was an interesting person and wanted to be friends with him.
But he was a loner. The two of them had been reading together for so many days, but he had never greeted her. If she took the initiative to greet him, she would be a bit embarrassed.
She suddenly thought of an idea and used an immortal technique. A small item fell at the Monkey King's feet.
"If he found it, he will probably give it to me."
That was what Goddess Chang'e thought.
The Monkey King did find it. But he only glanced at the item on the ground before looking away and continued reading.
"Immortals sure are free."
That was what he thought.
Goddess Chang'e was probably the most free immortal. The other immortals were all working as teachers in Shanhai City or actively participating in various performances. Only Goddess Chang'e came here every day.
But even if she came here to read, she would still occasionally come here to do something boring.
Should I find something else for her to do?
While thinking that, the Monkey King didn't bother with her anymore.
After a while, a figure walked over.
"I dropped something here," Wang Yao said.
The voice said.
The Monkey King glanced at it and stepped aside.
"Is this guy just going to ignore me?"
Goddess Chang'e felt helpless. It turned out that she was the one who took the initiative.
But since she came forward, she couldn't miss this opportunity.
"This is the new Ginseng Fruit Doll of Shanhai City."
Goddess Chang'e picked up the ornament on the ground and said, "I heard that His Majesty personally ordered it to be made, but I don't know why."
The Monkey King didn't reply.
The dragon carriages of Shanhai City were still mainly made of Daji statues. Just as he expected, Daji's charm was boundless. Even the Ginseng Fruit Doll ornaments became popular.
"You just said that immortals would be happy to create new technology and spirit items."
Goddess Chang'e asked, "What about the Moon Palace's immortals?
Why can they stay if they don't create things? "
The Monkey King frowned slightly. "Material things aren't the only things that can bring happiness and happiness to people."
The Moon Palace's immortals' significance to Myriad Spirits City wasn't about creation.
They were the cradle of art.
The Monkey King knew very well that for a civilization to grow stronger, art was indispensable.
It was for this reason that he built the Great Music Bar. Recently, the immortals had all come here to display their talents.
"The immortals only need to teach and display their talents."
The Monkey King continued: "They are also valuable talents."
Goddess Chang'e tried to change the subject, wanting to chat with him a bit more. But the Monkey King felt that he had already wasted a lot of words, so he ignored her. She turned around and left.
"This guy's personality is really eccentric."
Goddess Chang'e couldn't help but think.
As soon as she left the library, a piece of paper came flying at her.
Goddess Chang'e caught it.
"What is this?"
She saw a portrait of herself on the paper.
"That's mine."
A young man hurriedly ran over and took the portrait from her hand.
"This is a poster of Goddess Chang'e, she's going to perform at the Great Music Bar"
The young man said.
Posters were something that had only recently appeared, apparently created by the Monkey King to promote Daji. But Goddess Chang'e was occasionally able to enjoy this kind of treatment.
"I almost forgot, there's a performance today."
Goddess Chang'e finally remembered.
She watched as the young man and his companion left.
"Goddess Chang'e's dance is the most beautiful."
"I've been wanting to see it for a long time."
The two young men chatted as they left.
Hearing what they said, Goddess Chang'e felt that she was doing a very good job.
"He's right."
Goddess Chang'e turned around to look at the depths of the library, then headed towards Shanhai City.
The Myriad Spirits Country could make them happy.
In this country, their dance wasn't only for the sake of a few, but to bring smiles to everyone.
"Maybe I shouldn't be so lazy anymore."
That was what Goddess Chang'e was thinking.
Inside the library. The Monkey King retracted his spell-casting hand.
"I hope she can work harder from now on."