Goodbye Ines

Inside the dark container, the empty medicine bottles were thrown on the floor without any disguise. A radio was playing beside the single bed in the corner:

[Dark Star City's poverty index has exceeded the target in recent years, and is comparable to Sky City, which is controlled by the Sky Consortium. Due to global deterioration and the Sky Curtain Project, the Sky Consortium has monopolized all food sources. Residents spend a huge amount of money on food, and even the cheapest nutritional supplements and synthetic food are difficult to afford...]

On the single bed, Wu Ci's tightly closed eyelids moved...

[The head of the Sky Foundation's livelihood supply department said that the world's disasters have caused serious damage, and the foundation is powerless to change this outcome. The foundation will follow the request of Chairman Zhen Shanhe and increase the prices of other livelihood items as appropriate, so that the public can truly feel the hardships of the Sky Foundation and enhance their sense of gratitude]

Wu Ci opened his eyes and felt no wounds on his body, but the blood and vitality in his body were extremely poor, and... he could no longer feel the connection between himself and "Duke Solomon Dextal".

It was not because he was dissatisfied with his rank and rating that he erased himself, but because it was suddenly interrupted and disappeared completely at the other end.

Yes, it just disappeared... In order to give Zhen Shanhe a small commemoration, he used the newly acquired and unused initialization "Dextol" and the remaining simulation times during the Solomon period as the price.

Now that his identity has been exposed, the best thing to do would be to anger Zhen Shanhe as much as possible so that he would not let him die easily.

He sacrificed Dextal, who was about to be abandoned by him, and sacrificed the extra simulations, but kept one to deal with Tianzun's request for him to seize the Heavenly Dao and a higher level of heroic spirit.

Although everything was planned by Wu Ci and he had intended to abandon Dextal, he still inevitably felt a little uncomfortable because of losing this heroic spirit due to such an unexpected incident.

He can dispose of unused Heroic Spirits on his own, but being forced to do so or to be "helped" with it annoys him.

...It must have been Zhen Shanhe's fault. There was nothing good on the radio when he was still asleep.

People say that food is too expensive, but the Sky Group, which monopolizes the food supply, actually directly raises the prices of other daily necessities in accordance with Zhen Shanhe's requirements, so that people can "know the hardships of the Sky Group"?

After being reminded, he became even more aggressive? Maybe he wanted to let the public know who was the boss who did it on purpose.

Wu Ci coughed twice with a heart-wrenching roar, climbed up from the bed, and felt a smell of medicine in his mouth. His throat ached as if it had been raped by the air. He reached out to touch the base of his tongue and tried to spit something out, but he could only kneel on the ground and vomit physiologically.

He had no time to eat and his stomach was empty for several days, so the medicine seemed to be digested as soon as it was poured in.

Wu Ci looked down and saw the empty medicine bottle that had fallen to the ground. He picked it up and smelled it, and found that the smell was the same as the one left by the root of his tongue. Looking at the bottle, there was no medicine name, only the Sky Group logo.

The technology is very high... Even Wu Ci can't tell what's inside. He can only tell from the taste in his mouth that it contains psychotropic drugs.

What medicine did Zhen Shanhe give him? Just fill him with a bottle?

Wu Ci checked his head and found no signs of drug-induced psychosis.

"That is a special medicine that suppresses the awakening memory of the Heroic Spirit, and locks you in this body to prevent you from voluntarily disconnecting from the contract certificate."

A pair of leather military boots appeared in front of Wu Ci.

The owner of the military boots squatted down and took the medicine bottle from Wu Ci's hand with complete fingers that were mechanically disguised as real hands. His dark golden eyes were emotionless, and in this dark environment, they were like a never-extinguished cold light stone, bringing with them a kind of scrutiny and oppression that made people feel physically uncomfortable.

He added in a hoarse voice, "So that you don't try to die again."

It is Zhenshanhe, and I don’t know when it came in.

At this stage, both parties have torn their faces apart. Wu Ci no longer plays tricks, and his evil nature is exposed. He takes the initiative to move closer and laughs, "Again?"

He didn't like the feeling of being scrutinized, so he raised his hand and pushed Zhen Shanhe down. Unexpectedly, Zhen Shanhe, who could kill him at will, seemed to be defenseless after his sudden action, and did not resist at all, and was easily pushed to the ground by him.

Wu Ci came over, bent one leg and forcefully spread Zhen Shanhe's legs apart. With one hand, he grabbed the wrists of Zhen Shanhe's two mechanical hands and pressed them on top of his head, pinching his chin from above. "This word seems to have a lot of resentment? Have you ever been treated like this by me?"

Zhen Shanhe was lifeless. His ordinary fake face was cold and solemn, as if it was difficult for the facial muscles to move on that face. He just frowned in displeasure when he heard the words.

He was the first person to show this expression to Wu Ci, which made Wu Ci finally realize that there seemed to be some habitual problems in the way he spoke and behaved.

He always seems to like to lean over and make physical contact with people, close to their ears. This habit seems a bit rude, offensive and inappropriate to some people who want to keep a distance from others.

But Wu Ci didn't care at the moment. He just lowered his eyes for a moment, then smiled and looked at Zhen Shanhe, "Let me guess, you waited for me to die with great difficulty, and climbed back to the top of the Sky Group, but when you wanted to take revenge, you couldn't even find my body? So you could only vent your anger on those innocent people who looked like me? Are you afraid that I'll run away now?"

"But you don't have to do that," said Wuci.

"I don't have a spiritualist, so I can't wake up. My memory problem is not initialized like other heroic spirits. It's just a mess. Even if you give me this medicine, it won't have any effect." As he said that, Wu Ci released the hand that was pinching Zhen Shanhe's chin and wiped the corner of his eye with the tip of his thumb.

——The mountains and rivers are in my memories.

Anyway, Wu Ci guessed that he was reminiscing.

I recalled some things that I didn't know who said them from, so I didn't get angry.

Wu Ci couldn't explain where this sudden thought came from, but he seemed to feel that the stiff and fake expression on Zhen Shanhe's fake face contained real sadness.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, it seems... in the vague memory, Zhen Shanhe is not a stiff fake face like this, nor is he a dark golden electronic prosthetic eye.

He should have ordinary black eyes that are brighter than dark stars. He should be as unchanging as a rock in the river. He should be a silent young man, not like he is now.

It is no longer a sharp-edged stone, but has been polished smooth and its base color has gradually faded.

He seemed to have been polished into a piece of jade by someone, ambitious and unscrupulous.

Jade, a symbol of high status, will no longer care about the stones at the bottom of the river that were once the same as him.

Wu Ci inexplicably felt a subtle sense of sympathy, but it was soon replaced by hatred and malice.

Zhen Shanhe already owned the world and did not need his pity. Instead, the one who needed pity was this little chou. So Wu Ci stopped showing pity and tried to block Zhen Shanhe's eyes.

He thought so and did so, even being a little hasty and rough in his actions.

No, not to block, but to dig out! He wanted to dig out those eyes!

"Don't be like this." Zhen Shanhe tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to block Wu Ci.

However, his chin was still pinched by Wu Ci, leaving a red mark.

Zhen Shanhe let out a breath, then closed his eyes uncontrollably.

When he opened his eyes again, the dark golden eyes were as sad and dazed as Wu Ci had imagined. He asked in a hoarse voice, "When is your latest memory?"

Wu Ci laughed out loud, "What's the problem? Are you afraid that I will remember the memory of kidnapping you? Are you ashamed of this, Chief?"

"Answer my question, witch."

Wu Ci ignored him, his mood changing so fast it was a bit neurotic.

She had been laughing sarcastically just now, but now she kissed his eyelids tenderly and sadly, letting out a short and happy laugh, "Or should I call you... my dear child, as I might have called you 20 years ago?"

"It seems that I guessed wrong," Zhen Shanhe said, "You are not a witch."

"Wu Ci would not be so irrational, nor would he be so offensive. No matter how ridiculous he is, he is still a saint."

Zhen Shanhe said coldly, "Who asked you to come? Yu Jinjie, the Seven Sins Council, or Tianzun?"

Not witchcraft?

Wu Ci was a little confused when he was suddenly suspected of not being himself. It seemed that his identity was saved, but he couldn't figure out what the current situation was.

Ridiculous? Saint?

Zhen Shanhe's evaluation of him was really strange. He knew what his life was like in his previous life, and at most he was just a little ugly, and ridiculous was an appropriate evaluation, but the evaluation of "saint" was really confusing.

Wu Ci was a little puzzled, but he smiled and continued, "Director, which side do you think I am on?"

"Being controlled by evidence means that you are indeed a heroic spirit. I have seen many people pretending to be him, but this is the first time I have seen a heroic spirit pretending to be him...

There is always a difference between the person pretending to be him, and you, if it weren’t for your behavior, would be exactly like him…”

Zhen Shanhe said in a hoarse and cold voice, "But I remember clearly that I had already solved all the news related to him. Without the spread of legends and no one remembering him, he would never have become a heroic spirit. So, you are the one favored by the Heavenly Lord?"

...That's not wrong... Wu Ci's identity as a heroic spirit is correct, and his identity as a person favored by the Heavenly Master is correct, but I was wrong about him not being himself.

But he can use his status as a favored one of the Heavenly Lords to make Zhen Shanhe be cautious and not use the contract as evidence to order him around. Maybe he can get the pencil back.

So Wuci said, "That's right."

"… As expected… Then tell Tianzun not to plot against that guy, and not to try to reach out to reality. If I find out that guy turns into a heroic spirit and appears on the Dark Star, and then uses his sad and pitiful appearance to pollute my Dark Star, I will destroy this world and let you die with him."

"Do you hate him so much? You won't even allow him to become a heroic spirit?" Wu Ci tilted his head and pinched the metal finger that held the mountain and river in his arms. "He was a person from 20 years ago, and he doesn't have any legendary status, so the probability of this happening is already very small."

"You were also a dead person 20 years ago, but you also became a heroic spirit, right? Only the Heavenly Lord would have the courage to let you pretend to be him." Zhen Shanhe slapped Wu Ci's hand away, "Take it away."

Wu Ci sighed softly, "Okay, if there is a chance, I will tell the Heavenly Lord the truth. Then, please return the pencil to me now. If you continue to control me beyond the Heavenly Lord's control, He will be angry."

"What if I say no?"

"Then there is nothing I can do. You have to know that I am just an initialized Heroic Spirit, or even an ordinary person from 20 years ago. My current identity is just your executive officer. No matter what, with your identity, you can control me at any time, right?"

"Shut up, don't talk to me in the same disgusting voice as him." Zhen Shanhe suppressed his disgust, stood up, and slightly adjusted his black military uniform, "Follow me, that old woman Ines wants to see you."

Wu Ci also understood that his life was in the hands of Zhen Shanhe, so he had to be moderate in what he said and not make him completely angry. He tactfully lagged behind Zhen Shanhe.

They left the container, walked across a platinum-colored beach warmed by underground pipes and artificial lights above, and entered a magnificent palace on the coast.

Elegant architecture, majestic Roman columns, and symmetrical design.

The white walls, which come alive under the false sunlight, are covered with green vines, and the stepped clear water flows around the entire palace.

Maids in white Roman dresses often walked through the palace corridors, carrying silver trays of delicacies and fine wines above their heads. Guards in armor led half-naked slaves and hurried along. There were also many handsome men in various costumes.

"Those are the old woman's male favorites. Follow me obediently, keep your heads down and talk less. Otherwise, this will be your fate if she keeps you here. This is not a good job, and the mortality rate is much higher than being my executive." Zhen Shanhe warned Wu Ci in a hoarse voice.

Wu Ci smiled incomprehensibly, "Thank you for your reminder, Director Zhen Shanhe."

They walked into the main temple in the water, but before they entered, they heard wailing.

After a while, a man dressed as a pet was dragged out by two guards, covered in blood.

It's so dirty. My silly daughter always hangs out with these shady guys. Will she get sick?

Wu Ci thought so, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Inès.

After such a long time...Ines hasn't aged at all and still looks like a young girl.

Perhaps due to good care, she regained her healthy and energetic vitality. With her red hair loose and wearing a slit red fishtail dress, she sat by the pool on the left side of the palace.

She held up her skirts and kicked the water intermittently, just as she used to kick a fish's tail, and was holding a sharp engraving pen with great interest.

A swimming competition was going on in the pool. There were a total of ten male pets. The one who swam the fastest could get a scar on his body given by Ines with the carving knife.

Those with the least scars will have their skin peeled off and made into furniture, while those whom Ines considers to have the least scars will be reduced to slaves.

Just think about it and you will know that this means that she will not live long. Male pets are consumables, not to mention slaves. Slaves are disposable in Ines' hands. It is considered lucky if they survive half a day.

Wu Ci followed Zhen Shanhe forward and saw Ines slashing a deep wound on the back of a male pet, making the pool even more scarlet, and she also sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound.

The male pet did not dare to cry out in pain. After thanking the owner, he immediately endured the pain from the wound and continued to swim forward with all his strength.

"I suddenly remembered that Dextal would never let me soak in dirty water, not even for a second." Ines saw Zhen Shanhe and Wu Ci coming, and turned to the male pets in a deliberately nonchalant manner and said, "Your blood has stained my feet."

Upon hearing this, the male pets immediately surrounded her, vying to hold up her white feet, and wanted to lick them clean in a humbly and flattering manner.

Unexpectedly, Ines suddenly got angry and kicked the faces of these male pets, "Get out, you disgusting humans."

The guards were accustomed to her mood swings, and in order to save their own lives, they acted very efficiently, immediately dragging away all the male pets and getting rid of them, preparing to replace them with a new batch.

Maids came up one after another, holding various things to clean Inès' bloody feet.

Wu Ci felt relieved when he saw this.

Seeing that Inès was still so healthy and vicious, she must have been doing well when he was away.

From the perspective of a guardian, he didn't really want to comment on Ines's cruel behavior.

How should I put it? Inès is a foreigner, and she suffered a lot from humans during the time of Solomon, so it is understandable that she hates humans.

If she killed children, the elderly and women on a large scale for no reason, then even if Dextal's body was lost, the witch would at least say a few words and try to stop it.

But most of the people Ines attacked were adult men, and she even had "reasons" before doing so.

If that's the case, then it's all right, Wu Ci thought with a smile.

How can we raise a daughter who is not vicious? Let those shady men eat free meals? He has not even been able to eat his daughter's free rice.

Wu Ci already regarded the money Ines spent on male pets as his daughter's expensive hobby. He hoped that Ines would be a little bit more nasty and moody so as to scare away those men and prevent them from wasting his family's money.

Great, I'm back, but I'll still update every other day because I have to work overtime every day (I'm the only one who has to work overtime right after being discharged from the hospital)

Also, I made some Judas rice (Judas x Jesus) during my hospital stay, mainly based on JCS musicals and the Bible. They were so delicious. I coughed up blood while taking the medicine. If any little angel wants to eat it, please go to Weibo @秋秋与毛絨布偶熊

Of course, I would recommend going straight to the old Ford. My name is Qiuqiu.