The gossamer-thin creature, Purple, shared a theory with the Ancient Mine Race.
"There is more than one path to eternal life. You have walked the road of individual immortality for so long that you have forgotten the road of procreation for the species."
"I am very fond of the human race. You could observe them, and then go and create descendants. Your descendants will inherit everything from you."
"For a population to exist forever is also a form of eternity..."
Purple and the Ancient Mine Race talked for a long time. It shared its philosophy and advised him not to be fixated on a single form of life.
"Do you know of Yu Gong? A very perseverant fellow among humans. You could look into his story. For example, if you were a mountain right now, you could imagine your own situation. I find it very interesting."
Even after the Ancient Mine Race bid farewell to Purple, those theories, which were so novel to him, still echoed in his mind.
"Yu Gong?"
