Waves crashed against the shore, producing a continuous sound, mirroring Zheng Fa's thoughts:
He now felt like he had opened an answer sheet, where it was written: Easy, the answer is to create humans.
Then looking at the question, it was boldly written: Please discuss in detail why humans should be created.
Nuwa turned her head and chuckled, as if sensing his surprise: "You seem surprised."
"A little bit."
Looking at Nuwa's serene expression, Zheng Fa sincerely said: "Nuwa is more—" he paused, using a term that suddenly popped up in his mind: "opinionated than I imagined."
Nuwa, with an indifferent expression, tossed the shell in her hand, walking forward, with Zheng Fa following behind her.
After walking some more distance, Zheng Fa finally heard Nuwa speak:
"Because the crucial point now is not with me. It is with you, and your generation."
Nuwa stopped moving.
