"See? This is the power of the network. The power of being united."
Murphy spoke.
A river of crimson light flowed around his body.
Saladin took a deep breath.
As a Warrior who had died and risen again countless times on the battlefield, he gradually composed himself.
On his gaunt face, his cloudy eyes were fixed on Murphy.
"A network? United?"
Murphy nodded.
"That's right. The *Holy Scripture* reads: 'Whether we are Moshti People or Fernan People... we were all baptized by one Holy Spirit to form one body... a body that is one, though it has many parts.'"
"The *Tao Te Ching* states: 'The Tao gave birth to the One. The One gave birth to the Two. The Two gave birth to the Three. The Three gave birth to the ten thousand things.'"
Saladin listened in silence.
He did not say a word.
"As individuals, we are flawed. These flaws are not of the body, the heart, or the spirit—they are flaws of comprehension, inspiration, and possibility."
