Chapter 236: Once Upon a Time

Wei Shou's gaze was as cold as a poisonous scorpion, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had clearly confirmed that Carl and she had gone underground, so why was she here again? And how did she know that his puppet wasn't the real Zongfang? You have to know that his puppets were exactly the same as real people, and he had never failed before.

"Drop the gun." Wei Shou pointed the gun at her and ordered.

Qiao Susu stood up, threw the gun on the ground, and stared at him with calm eyes, but her mind was rapidly predicting his next move.

Their eyes met, and both of them moved at the same time in the next second.

Qiao Suisui rushed towards the detonator, and Wei Shou grabbed her. The two fought in close combat. Wei Shou's order was to bring back the ancient humans, so he didn't dare to really shoot. Qiao Suisui was also gambling on this, so she used the remaining time to prevent him from blowing up the underground experimental base. If the underground experimental base could be preserved intact and exposed, everything would change!

Wei Shou pulled out a dagger from his military boots, grabbed her throat with one hand, and stabbed her eyeballs with the other.

The leader only said to bring back living ancient humans, but did not say to bring back complete ancient humans.

The tip of the knife was almost about to touch her eyeballs. In an instant, Qiao Susu grabbed his arms that were wrapped around her neck with both hands, hung upside down, and flexibly clamped his neck with her legs.

Even though her mental power was overwhelming that of Wei Shou, in such a pressing situation and in close combat, her strength and combat experience were no match for Wei Shou, so she had to resort to tricks.

Qiao Sui Sui made a quick decision, using her flexibility to wrap herself around him, the strength of her legs suffocating him in seconds. She nimbly flipped onto his shoulders, freed her hands, and with a snap, she used both hands to snap Wei Shou's neck.

The whole process was done in one go, cleanly and neatly.

Wei Shou's eyes widened in disbelief, then he knelt straight on the ground. Qiao Susu landed on the ground with both feet, then picked up the dagger in his hand and cut his throat from behind with a "swish".

Blood splattered everywhere.

Her face was also splattered with blood, but she didn't blink.

Qiao Susu confirmed that Wei Shou was dead, and then directly put the detonator into the space, completely stopping the explosion.

"That should be fine. It will change, for sure."

She muttered to herself, waiting for the final minute to return to the future.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

"I'm going to go out and check the situation first. You wait here for me. Be good."

It was Carl speaking to his past self.

Qiao Suisui turned back. Her face and body were covered in blood. She stood beside Wei Shou's body, a dagger in her hand. The wind blew her hair. Her eyes, after traversing time and suffering, had become unusually bright. Now they were filled with determination and resolve, yet they were still moved by his voice.

When they were underground, Carl first heard the sound of metal pipes and immediately realized that something was wrong. He pulled Qiao Susu carefully back to the entrance, intending to go out first and then make a long-term plan. However, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside. He and Susu did not dare to act rashly, so they decided to go out to check the situation when they heard the fight stopped.

At this moment, he pushed open the rusty door of the lower entrance and walked onto the ground. He saw a man lying in the hole and no one else.

Carl walked over and picked up a sniper rifle from the ground.

"M40?"

It was his usual gun.

Carl looked at the traces at the scene, a little stunned.

Ruins eye.

Qiao Suisui opened her eyes.

My heart is beating faster and faster.

In her original timeline, if the underground experimental base hadn't been blown up, she would have found a way to use the Freedom Organization to expose the Federation's brutal actions. Public opinion would have been rife, and the leader's position would have been unstable and replaced. In this way, Anubis and the rebels would have only needed to find evidence on the southern battlefield to prove their innocence and clear their name, and Anubis would no longer be in danger.

She put away the time-reversal device and quickly headed to the Oslan Empire.

This time she would definitely be able to save Anubis, so she wouldn't be forced to log out, Luka wouldn't commit suicide, and Liberi wouldn't be killed.

When Qiao Susu flew over Atlantis and looked down at the entire ground, she suddenly felt like a wooden stake nailed to the ground, frozen in place.

The once prosperous Oslan Empire was now in ruins.

The once bustling streets now stood desolate and desolate, the glass windows of most skyscrapers shattered, the fragments scattered on the ground, gathering dust and reflecting a faint light. The exterior walls of the buildings were covered with bullet holes and burn marks.

Airships were parked in a haphazard pattern, some completely destroyed and twisted, black smoke still rising from the wreckage. Along the roadside, trees were uprooted, others broken in half, branches and leaves scattered across the ground, as if ravaged by a storm.

The air was filled with the smell of smoke and dust.

Qiao Susu walked on the land of Atlantis, looking at everything in confusion and helplessness.

There were few pedestrians around, only a few figures could be seen occasionally, their faces filled with fear and exhaustion as they hurried along. Some were rummaging through the rubble, perhaps searching for lost relatives or some useful supplies.

The sky in the distance was still gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if the whole city was shrouded in gray.

"Why. Did I fail?"

Qiao Susu quickened her pace and entered the imperial court. There were no guards at the door, so she strode towards the palace.

But just as I turned the corner of the corridor, I ran into a little boy head-on.

"Mother!"

A little red-haired boy was knocked to the ground. His face was full of anger and he was about to lose his temper, but after seeing Qiao Susu clearly, he hugged her and suddenly burst into tears.

"Bellini said you wouldn't wake up, and I knew he was lying. Mom, mom, you're back. I missed you so much."

Qiao Susu was a little confused.

She squatted down and looked at the little boy at eye level. She saw that he had red hair and his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Karl, and she was immediately surprised.

"Your father is Carl?"

The little boy rubbed his eyes and tilted his head to look at her, not understanding why his mother would ask such a question. He said in a childish voice, "Yes, and isn't Dad always with Mom? We all hate Dad."

Qiao Sui Sui didn't understand. Just as she was about to ask again, she heard a familiar voice from not far away: "Tata."

She suddenly looked up, stood up and looked towards the corner.

Black combat boots peeked out from the corner, followed by the man's slender legs. He was tall, and in his arms was a little boy, sobbing against his broad shoulders, soaking his shirt. But the man didn't blame him. He lowered his head and coaxed him, his cold, sharp features now filled with patience and tenderness.

Qiao Susu just looked at him, as if the surrounding environment had become a background board.

I worked overtime until 10am yesterday and was too tired to write. I thought I wouldn't be able to update by 12am today, but I got up this morning and wrote anyway. I might not be able to pass the review for the next chapter, so I'll have to wait.

(End of this chapter)