Chapter 95

Generally speaking, Li Jue, who serves as the boss's communication system, will transform into a species related to the sub-world background in order to better integrate into the surroundings when entering each copy.

In the Dragon World, he's a kitten; in the Ocean World, he's a jellyfish; in the Hell World, he's an angel. All of this is perfectly in line with the Central Regulations.

In the doomsday world dominated by the Zombie King, Li Jue was originally a small carnivorous plant in human form, but now, due to the influence of the ghost leader from the soul world, he has a second form as a small ghost.

This made Zizi feel very strange. It was not like he had not seen the boss of another sub-world in one sub-world before. There had even been situations where Phinks, Qianxing, and Mephisto were in the same place. However, he was what he was wherever he was and would not be pulled by different forces. He had never shown a second form at the same time.

This means two things:

First, Yinsha hadn't lied. The apocalyptic world was truly on the brink of collapse, with even the Big Boss unable to maintain its integrity.

Second, the ghost leader is far more powerful than the zombie king.

Li Jue wondered, is this why Brother Bunny was scared?

This Yuan...um...brother Yuanyuan or something, is he also the parent I will be handing over my responsibilities to in the future?

Humph, because he made Brother Bunny unhappy, he is not a good brother.

We need to observe the child before we can decide whether he can be the new parent.

Haramigiri laughed behind the mask: "Do you remember me now, little prince?"

The newborn ghost cub was shaking its green raincoat and wanted Yinsha to hug it.

But he was translucent now, and his hand covered with silver sand actually passed directly through the zombie's stagnant flesh and blood.

The little ghost stared at his hands blankly, tears welling up in his eyes.

If it continues like this, won’t there be no one to hold the baby anymore?

"No." Hara Jianwu's voice was unusually gentle. He reached out and caught the small ghost, which was swaying in the air due to frustration. "When you enter this form, you will be a member of my clan. We can still touch each other."

As he said, the ghost cub was held in his arms.

There was no penetration, no dissolution, just sitting peacefully on his arm.

Li Jue looked at him in surprise. Only then did he realize that there was no entity under the ghost leader's cloak, and there was the same hazy mist under his knees that could be seen with the naked eye.

Yuan Jianwu enjoyed such astonishing gazes and let Li Jue look her up and down.

But what he didn't expect was that the little cub suddenly reached out and curiously touched the vines around his eyes on the mask.

The Ghost Chieftain was no ordinary zombie king. He was as dictatorial as the Golden Dragon, and even more aloof than the Hell Demon, caring nothing for his subjects and family. No one had ever dared to overstep the bounds like this before, and for a moment, even the Ghost Chieftain himself was unable to react.

Then, the vine that looked like a poisonous snake actually blossomed into a tender, snow-white flower under the baby's touch.

A pear blossom. Of course.

The arrogant ghost leader actually bloomed without caring about anything, and the visual effect was quite shocking.

Realizing what happened, Harami Kiri: "..."

Innocent onlooker Yinsha: "..."

Oh my god.

Even the initial settings could be modified directly without authorization. The two were both surprised. They were indeed the bloodline of the Lord God...

No, now doesn't seem to be the time to lament this!

Yinsha turned his head to avoid his gaze, and Yuan Jianwu suspected that he was trying to hold back his laughter.

He forcefully turned the man over to face him: "I came to you because of Easter."

After so much twists and turns in the past, the topic suddenly got down to business. Yinsha's expression changed: "...You go."

"The imp who was in charge of the bone soup and the cauldron withdrew from the plan for his dream girl." Hara Jianwu mentioned Mephistopheles' withdrawal, his tone becoming quite unhappy. "I never knew he was such a sentimental person. Although he's gone, the sacrifice process is irreversible, and Easter must be opened. However, his withdrawal will leave a large gap in the power of the Key, and it will be up to you and me to fill it."

Hara Miki watched Ginsha's every expression from behind his mask. "I've done my best, contributing all the power the sub-world could muster. What about you? How much of your share of sacrifice do you still need to prepare?"

Yinsha turned her face away again, refusing to look him in the eye.

"You didn't even continue, did you?" Yuan Jianwu shook his head, his tone filled with regret. "Yinsha, you're still as weak as before. No wonder He gave you the most barren area."

Hearing this, Yinsha raised her blood-red eyes and looked at him angrily.

But I couldn't say anything to refute it.

Yes, Yuan Jianwu was right. He has always been weak and vulnerable. Not only does he never participate in the territory-swallowing battles between bosses, but he is also soft-hearted towards the humans and players in his own territory. He has a completely different style from other evil bosses, and it is even hard to say that they are on the same front.

As primordial monsters, his four colleagues controlled the central region of infinite space, while he only controlled the very edge. This was tantamount to exile.

Yinsha felt regretful that he should not have agreed to Yuan Jianwu's request for an alliance. His personality was obviously more suitable for living in the world of the Lord God with rules and regulations, rather than another chaotic, blissful and evil place.

But it's too late to regret now.

Just as Hara Miki said, the sacrifice is irreversible, and "Easter" will definitely begin.

That adult will be back at any time.

"By the way, in appreciation of your presence, I have another piece of good news." Hara Jianwu smiled faintly, "The Evil God has awakened from the 'Mist'—Silver Sand, cheer for the new era of darkness and freedom, and feel honored to witness its arrival with your own eyes."

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Even though it had been explained many times, Wei Mingyang still found it hard to believe:

"You're still alive?"

"Why are you here too?"

"You are the Lord God's wife... No, husband... That's not right either..."

"You, you, are you really Chen Yan?"

The person being questioned took the pieces of the mask and tried to glue them back into their original shape, but it was in vain.

After listening to a flurry of questions punctuated by strong question marks and exclamation points, he sighed deeply and said, "Sir, I've told you many times: I don't remember anything. No matter how many times you repeat the question, I just can't recall the past."

Wei Mingyang looked at this familiar, beautiful face and swallowed his saliva: "...Sorry, I just want to tell you that we used to..."

"It's a colleague." Chen Yan smiled slightly, "You've said this many times."

Wei Mingyang scratched his hair with a wry smile. Although Chen Yan said she didn't remember anything, the way she looked at him was no different from before—still alert and wary, yet forced to appear kind out of her upbringing and politeness.

In short, it was a look given to a stranger, and the kind that one didn't really like.

His heart was pounding. Could it be that Chen Yan had always been wary of him?

Wei Mingyang noticed that Chen Yan would occasionally touch her earlobe, which was inlaid with a small, clear earring, so he started the conversation with this: "You still like this so much."

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, and rarely felt like replying: "Did I wear it often before?"

Wei Mingyang nodded: "Yes, I have never taken it off since the first day I met you. I even asked you if it was a gift from someone very important."

At that time, Chen Yan denied it perfunctorily. However, Wei Mingyang now thought sourly based on the information the one-eyed zombie had said before, that it was probably a token of love sent by the legendary god.

"...Really?" Chen Yan lowered her eyes, her tone somewhat lost, "I don't remember this either."

Wei Mingyang didn't want to make him sad, so he panicked: "Hey, that, hey, think of something happy! Look, nothing else matters, you're still with your son, aren't you——"

He looked at Chen Yan's almost frozen eyes and wanted to slap himself.

Why are you bringing up something irrelevant? Is now the time to talk about this?

Chen Yan's voice was very light, as if it would break if touched: "That little guy, is he really my child?"

Wei Mingyang had never seen the system cub that the NPCs talked about as omnipotent, brilliant, and capable of functionally replacing gods. He was about to ask further questions when he was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

A burst of cheerful footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by the crisp laughter of a childish voice: "Uncle Daddy! Uncle Daddy! The baby can transform!"

The two turned around with different thoughts in their minds, their eyes moving downwards, and saw a cub with small flowers blooming running towards them happily, followed by the Zombie King and another masked man they had never seen before. Both of them were arrogant and murderous (the arrogance was mainly on the latter one), in stark contrast to the cub's innocence.

Wei Mingyang was just about to complain about the ridiculous name "Uncle Daddy" when he saw the child in front of him suddenly stop. His already large eyes widened in disbelief, and he murmured in a dreamy voice, "Uncle Daddy...?"

The little guy's sudden brakes hit Yinsha who was following him. The latter was fine, but the child almost fell down. Fortunately, he was caught by an adult.

Zizi had no time to care whether he was standing firmly or stepping on Brother Bunny's feet. His mind and eyes were now filled with the maskless man in front of him.

The person closest to him, the most important to him, and the one he loves the most in this world.

Li Jue rubbed his eyes again and again.

When I opened my eyes again, the person opposite me had neither disappeared nor turned into someone else.

This is not a dream, not an illusion, it is real.

Dad was actually standing in front of him.

The petals around the child instantly turned into countless blooming pear blossoms, with sweet yellow stamens in the pink and white. They spun and bloomed joyfully with the ups and downs of his mood.

"Dad..." Zizi found that his voice had become hoarse due to crying. He cleared his throat and shouted again clearly and loudly, "Dad!"

This scene has appeared in his dreams countless times. His father is standing there. As long as he runs over, he can return to the warmest embrace in his life.

He had already rehearsed this in his mind countless times.

Everything was just as in a dream. He ran over and the pear blossoms joyfully opened a path for him.

Just as he expected, his father opened his arms and caught him steadily.

But.

The child raised his head and saw the adult looking at him with the same gentle yet unfamiliar gaze as always.

That wasn't the way his father looked at him.

Every time his father looked at him, his love was overflowing, as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world, the kind that even a dragon, a princess, and a knight could not take away.

But at this moment, that heavy warmth was stripped away, leaving only a layer of bare, almost cold kindness.

"I'm sorry." The adult rubbed the child's head, trying his best to put on a smile, but he looked very sad. "I... don't remember."

Li Jue blinked his big eyes, not being able to understand what he was saying for a moment.

The little baby said softly, "Daddy...?"

I don't remember, what does that mean?

Chen Yan was in a dilemma. It would be too cruel to speak the truth to such a young child. There was a string deep in his mind that prevented him from doing anything to hurt the child.

He could not say anything and could only remain silent.

"Dad..." The cub's voice trembled as he got no answer. "Have you forgotten about me?"

Chen Yan opened her mouth: "I..."

At this time, not denying is a form of admission.

Li Jue stared at him blankly and lowered his head for a while.

It was so small and stood there alone, it was heartbreaking to see.

Chen Yan reflected on whether her words were too blunt, or whether she should have pretended to recognize the little fellow first. Just as she was about to make amends, she saw a tear falling silently down the cub's face, emitting golden light in the air, then condensing into petals, and finally disappearing into thin air.

He watched helplessly as the child became more and more transparent before his eyes, as if he would disappear in the next second.

An unprecedented panic rushed into Chen Yan's nerves like an electric shock and gripped him.

don't want.

don't want.

don't want……

That was his treasure, his rope and anchor to the world. It was his treasure. He couldn't watch him go. He couldn't lose him. He couldn't lose this child—

He stretched out his hand in the direction the cub had gone, blurting out a name that seemed unfamiliar yet also seemed to have been etched in his heart for a long time: "Pear Cub——!!"