(AI Shuangwen) Alice Winters, the soulless person at the bottom of the spiritual world, is a "humanoid beast" in the eyes of the nobles.
Her mother is a prostitute and she doesn't know who her father is. When she was eight years old, her mother died, and she began to live alone. Live to be eighteen, live to work as a maid in a lord's mansion, live to stab the steward who wanted to harm her, live to live in this snowfield that can freeze people into lumps of ice.
She thought she was dead.
Then she saw light—not the silver-white spiritual light from the spiritual world, but warm yellow, flickering like someone shaking a flashlight.
When she opened her eyes again, in the dazzling red light, a group of people in white coats pulled her back from the edge of death.
There are no spiritual mountains, no nobles, no spiritual palaces, and no set of rules that divide people into three, six or nine levels. There is only a group of people who call themselves Chinese. They do not believe in God or fate, they only believe in themselves.
They called her "Comrade."
They gave her food to eat, clothes to wear, taught her how to read, and told her what "everyone is equal" means.
For the first time, Alice knew that people could live like this.
She pinned the five-star flag to her chest and stood under the red flag and swore:
"From today on, I am Chinese."
Later, she returned to the spirit world with Hua Xia.
The spiritual world is still the spiritual world - on the Lingshan Mountain, the nobles laugh at these "monkeys" who have no spiritual power; in the spiritual palace, the high priest is furious and says that these blasphemers will be punished by heaven; the assassin of the nobles puts a knife on her neck and says that the gods have sentenced you to death.
Alice didn't hide.
She just raised her hands, with the torrent of steel behind her and the Millennium Divine Power in front of her.
"I don't believe in God."
"But I know that China can make people live like human beings."
"Whoever refuses to let go will be smashed."
One night thirty years later, Alice stood in front of the porthole of the moon base, looking at the blue planet beneath her feet, and thinking of the hand that picked her up from the snow that year.
That hand is hot.
The sun in the spiritual world is not the sun.
The gods are not much nobler than humans.
This is the story of a woman who climbed out of the snow and took a godless civilization to smash another world.
Purpose: Promote China
