As Li Fan sought answers for heart refinement, a spark of inspiration suddenly illuminated his mind.
His thoughts clarified as he observed his surroundings with a detached, analytical perspective.
“Is this my instinct of the heart?”
“In this desperate situation, some may choose to take risks and venture into the white mist, seeking a sliver of hope in despair.”
“Some may resort to treachery, striking first to eliminate others before being eliminated themselves.”
“Then there are those who would rather die than harm their companions.”
“But for me, my instinctive response is to conceal myself and wait for others to slaughter each other, biding my time to reap the benefits.”
“...”
“This is the optimal strategy based on the current situation, shaped by my past experiences.”
“Everyone has their own choices. To me, character is shaped by circumstances, with no right or wrong.”
“This aligns with the true heart of a person.”
“Heart refinement, heart refinement…”
Li Fan sank into deep thought, murmuring to himself, momentarily forgetting the impending threats outside the outpost and the dire situation within.
Lost in his thoughts, he found himself entirely absorbed, unaffected even by a few minor incursions.
Time slipped by quickly in Li Fan's contemplation.