Lines of text were written on the letter paper in what was clearly very exquisite handwriting. If not for Li Lin somehow inexplicably being able to understand the script of this world, he might have mistaken the sentences above for some kind of artistic processing at first glance. However, this also showed the letter writer's good upbringing and excellent qualities.
Following the neat format of the letter, Talulah—the 'Wenqing disease' girl who, in Li Lin's impression, was like a young lady from a rich family—somehow sent Li Lin an expedited letter two days later. This kind of letter didn't even take the normal routes, but had to be delivered through the wilderness. One could imagine the urgency with which this letter was sent. But the contents recorded on it made Li Lin and Exusiai feel somewhat strange.
'Seeing this letter is like meeting in person, Mr. Prophet. I am Talulah.'
'I apologize for communicating with you in this manner, but I do not know your other contact methods and can only use this crude and inefficient way to seek your location. If I have disturbed your normal life, I feel extremely sorry for this. Please be sure to forgive my impolite action this time.'
'Regarding some of the principles you mentioned last time, I now have some hazy concepts and unclear understanding after viewing some unconventional materials. I don't know if my thoughts and actions are correct, but I perceive that the path I originally considered indeed has unavoidable loopholes. I considered the whole too simply, while ignoring people's own thoughts. This will cause our organization and ideology to split without self-awareness.'
'I learned from a manuscript about how to use certain methods to correct the image, but I encountered another trouble.'
'Everyone's thoughts are different, everyone's dreams are not the same. When I spoke of my desire for integration, I encountered fierce opposition. The difference between my thoughts and some people's thoughts was so great it even shocked me. I never anticipated such madness and darkness within their hearts.'
'Perhaps I really didn't understand my former companions very well. I was just immersed in a deteriorated dream, turning a blind eye to external feedback. Or perhaps, I myself actually relished this change? I am unclear. I only know that facing that ancient document file, former friends began to attack each other. Some were because of conflicting beliefs, some because they saw hope, and still others, they simply opposed for the sake of opposing.'
'In anxious contemplation, I suddenly thought of your existence. You are a person of wisdom, seeing through all this very thoroughly. Then I would like to ask you, can you reunite some divided forces? Can you restore some deteriorated things to their original state? In their eyes, I can see my ideal is rotting, I seem to be gradually becoming the appearance I didn't want to see initially. I feel somewhat lost about this, because I seem to even somewhat approve of some of the methods. In a future of darkness, their methods seem effective, but are filled with darkness. I eagerly hope you can write back to me.'
'Yours faithfully, Talulah.'
'P.S.: If it is convenient for you, please provide a phone number or other contact method. I know this request might be somewhat ambiguous and troublesome, but I truly need your help. These few days of quarrels have already exhausted my energy, our vision seems to face collapse, I need a reason.'
The letter wasn't long, just written on two pages of manuscript paper.
The amount of information contained wasn't large either.
It was just that this young lady, for some unknown reason, contracted 'Wenqing disease', or perhaps had it long before, then established an organization wanting to change the world. Initially thought things out quite well, felt the whole world should share her ideals. Then disregarded the changes in the people around her. As a result, after being awakened by Li Lin and starting to pay attention to the people around her, she discovered her ideals had long deteriorated, becoming diametrically opposed to the initial concept.
This kind of development Li Lin was all too familiar with. Because this was the normal development for almost all organizations. The establishment of any organization couldn't be separated from a seemingly beautiful slogan. And the deterioration of any organization couldn't be separated from the fluctuation and deterioration of people's hearts in a safe environment. Li Lin had seen plenty of this kind of thing where he came from.
But in this world, it seemed quite rare?
Facing the question raised by Miss Talulah, which wasn't even much of a problem, Li Lin raised his eyebrows, not feeling it was any big deal at all.
After all, there were countless theoretical solutions to resolve this situation, it just depended on the executor. If the executor was incompetent , then no matter how much they maintained it, it would be futile. If the executor was awesome , then even without a way, they could carve out a path from the wilderness. In Li Lin's eyes, this Talulah was undoubtedly an incompetent young lady from a rich family; whatever organization she had was probably just burning money for fun. Weren't there正好 (zhènghǎo - conveniently/just right) many student organizations over in Chernobog?
Li Lin thought for a moment, prepared to lift his pen to write a reply. But before starting, he suddenly paused, then looked towards Exusiai, revealing a slightly fawning smile. Though he himself didn't know why he showed such a smile.
"Miss Exusiai…?"
"The trouble you casually created yourself, you manage it yourself~"
"Then I'll write the reply?"
"Go ahead and write? Why ask me?"
"No, I just feel this kind of thing should be asked of you."
Well, if you have no objection, I'll write it.
This thing wasn't a love letter, nor was it any ambiguous item, purely a cry for help sent by a 'Wenqing' girl at her wit's end. After Exusiai looked at it, she just pursed her lips, didn't even finish reading before going aside to listen to music. She also casually nodded at Li Lin's question, without any reservations.
Li Lin thought for a moment and didn't hold back either; rather, there was nothing to hold back about this most basic business management stuff for improving organizational cohesion. He quickly took out his paper and pen, began writing his name crookedly on the letter paper, then tried hard to write down his understanding in a normal person's handwriting—after all, you couldn't expect someone who lived entirely through the internet to still write good characters. Being able to write was already pretty good.
Li Lin diligently hunched over the desk, crookedly writing down some handling methods and contact information.
'Miss Talulah, very happy to receive your letter. For a request sent to me by a beautiful and well-educated lady, I will not turn a blind eye. My contact method is…'