"As long as I am not killed all of them at once, I will live on until I die of natural aging. Even if I die a thousand or ten thousand times, I will still live. So you don't need to worry."

“I lied to everyone about my experiences in the loveless hell. I killed you, I killed Li Qiusheng… I killed everyone, I betrayed you all.” Lu Dangui thought to himself, “I couldn’t even die with you all.”

"I'm a fraud. Our first encounter was a carefully planned scheme. My clones are everywhere in every base. Even if you don't appear at the Tiger Base, but at the Colored Stone Base, Black Mountain Base, or any other base, you will still encounter me."

"Wait!" Xia Chuhe interrupted Lu Dangui's candor, she was afraid of the truth.

Her life has already been manipulated once by her closest relatives. Now, is even her friend, with whom she entrusts her life, part of the manipulation?

Xia Chuhe tried his best to suppress the tremor in his voice: "Was it Xinghuo who ordered you to do this?"

"No, it's the upper echelons."

Xia Chuhe breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What merits or abilities does she possess that make those important figures go to such lengths for her, even going so far as to make advance arrangements in all their bases?

Why is she the one who became the battleground for the clash between Xinghuo and the upper echelons?

Xia Chuhe asked blankly, "Why are you telling me all this?"

"I'm leaving. I don't want to lie to you anymore. Originally, I wanted to stage an accident, to perform a death prank. But I..."

But I couldn't bear to do it.

Lu Dangui saw Xia Chuhe's tears in advance, saw Xia Chuhe's collapse after learning of his death, and saw the changes Xia Chuhe made to prevent the tragedy from repeating itself.

Therefore, Lu Dangui couldn't bear to let Xia Chuhe think she was dead again.

Lu Dangui said softly, "I'm leaving. I'm a liar. You can hate me."

You can hate me, but please don't be sad for me.

Xia Chuhe's anger was like a leaky balloon; before it could be inflated, all the air had leaked out.

Lu Danggui is a fraud.

If Lu Dangui hadn't left, Xia Chuhe would have been angry, resentful, argued with her, given her the silent treatment, or even gotten into a physical fight.

But Lu Dangui was about to leave.

The anger that had not yet fermented was instantly replaced by confusion, worry, and fear.

No matter what choices she made or where she was headed, Xia Chuhe never had too many worries, because there were always people supporting her and silently accompanying her.

But now, that person is leaving.

"Where are you going?" Xia Chuhe asked.

"I don't know." Xia Chuhe wasn't the only one who learned a lesson in the hell of lovelessness; Lu Dangui was equally afraid of that ending.

"If you don't know, why can't you stay?"

“I have my reasons. In short, remember, do not enter the Temple of the Gods without absolute certainty. It is very important to the upper echelons.”

In Dream City, there is a hospital that engages in shady deals with the upper class. The Temple of the Heavenly Saints is an important place for the upper class.

The upper echelons may appear to rule only the base, but in reality, they are everywhere.

Having finished speaking, Lu Dangui was about to get up and leave when someone tugged at her clothes. She turned around and saw Xia Chuhe's tearful eyes, filled with a stubbornness she couldn't understand.

"Can you do me another favor?" Xia Chuhe asked.

“Okay,” Lu Danggui replied.

Xia Chuhe used his finger to write several names in the yellow sand—Dawn, Sunrise, Dawn, and Gluttony.

"I want to name the new town. Can you help me choose one, or give me some suggestions?"

Lu Danggui pointed to the two most complicated characters: "How do you pronounce these two characters? What do they mean?"

"Taotie is a ferocious beast from ancient times, and some legends say it is one of the nine sons of the dragon. It loves to eat and will even devour its own body, and is regarded as a symbol of greed and gluttony."

“I like this name. If the new city is named ‘Taotie,’ I wish it will devour all the land and become the most powerful city in the wasteland.”

Lu Dangui silently added in his heart: I also hope you become greedy. Greed is the manifestation of desire. Without a strong driving force of desire, you can't defeat those people at the top.

"I've got it." Xia Chuhe sat on the sand, gazing longingly at Lu Dangui. "After you've fulfilled your purpose, will you come back?"

Lu Dangui smiled and said, "Perhaps."

After saying that, she left Xincheng and Xia Chuhe without looking back.

Inside Lu Dangui's wristwatch, a new mission lay quietly: Savior No. 003 had lost his value and should be eliminated immediately.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been mutually exclusive.

In this hell of lovelessness, Lu Dangui had already chosen "loyalty" once, but the ending proved that she could not bear the consequences of "injustice."

But she couldn't openly abandon "loyalty" and choose "righteousness".

Therefore, she could only escape; she didn't want to choose.

However, Lu Dangui would never know that for those in power, not choosing "loyalty" for what is in their hands is already a form of "disloyalty."

...

Lu Dangui walked a long way before reaching the "burial site" closest to the new city.

At the burial site, there was a coffin. The coffin was to Lu Dangui what a sharp sword was to 03; the two were the perfect match.

There is only one 03 in this world, and therefore only one sharp sword.

For every angelica root in the world, there is a coffin.

Lu Dangui placed her hand on the ground, silently sensing the call from beneath. If she wished, the coffin could immediately leap from the earth, becoming her warm bed for a short nap.

Ke Lu withdrew her hand and walked a long way, until she was far away from all the burial sites.

Then, she dug a hole, took a body bag out of her tactical pack, and crawled inside.

The body bag rolled into the pit and came to a complete stop.

The yellow sand flowed slowly, landing on the body bags, the rustling sound like hypnotic white noise.

The yellow sand is affectionate, the strong wind is intentional, and the sandy land gradually flattens.

No one could tell that a pit had been dug here.

No one knew that a living person was lying underground, who could wake up at any moment.

...

In the dimly lit room on the upper floor, another Lu Dangui with an interface on his head closed his eyes, burying the emotions and memories he had just felt deep in his brain.

Hiding a small memory might be difficult for an ordinary person. But for someone whose brain is almost constantly in a state of division, processing things in separate sections, it's as simple as choosing a door among hundreds of identical rooms and dropping a small card inside.

This card goes unnoticed unless someone is specifically looking for it. However, if the room's owner needs it, they can pinpoint its location precisely in hundreds of rooms.

Lu Danggui is the owner of the room.