After Lu Shu finished giving out 63 black armor and over 5000 tridents, he felt satisfied. For some reason, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction when the items he had been storing for so long were finally useful in battle.
Yes. He had to use what he had saved. Saving brought about the delight of having gains, but being able to employ limited resources where they were needed most brought about another sense of achievement. Lu Shu felt that he was slowly learning how to serve.
In the past, he was scared of poverty. He wanted to take everything, because he wanted to be prepared against the rest of the world.
But throughout the process of training, he had met many people and experienced many things. He had slowly reconciled with the world.
Perhaps this was what everyone had to face in the end. The loneliness that a young man possessed while treating the world as his enemy had to give way to responsibility.
