Chapter 50
The next day, when the sunlight slanted onto Shen Chumo's face, he opened his eyes and found Du Mingxing wandering around pushing a cart.
He was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
"Going to the supermarket."
Du Mingxing put on an expression that said, "Isn't this obvious?" and picked and chose from the overgrown shelves as if there were real goods.
A long-abandoned supermarket. Not to mention that all the supplies were looted by survivors ten years ago, even if the supplies were still there, they would have been unusable due to their age.
Shen Chumo sat there, watching her busy figure floating around in the supermarket. In a trance, he had the illusion of returning to the pre-apocalyptic era, shopping with her in the shops around the campus. This feeling was so warm that he gave up urging her and waited patiently for Du Mingxing to go shopping.
Du Mingxing pointed at the ice-blue moss on the windowsill and asked, "What is this?"
"Delirium moss," Shen Chumo explained when he saw her bewildered look, "it whispers at night and invades dreams. In severe cases, it can cause the invaded to fall into eternal sleep."
Du Mingxing realized: "I understand, it turns out to be 'I like to kill people in my dreams'."
"What about this?" She pointed to another fruit hanging from the vine. It looked like a ripe red apple, as if the juice would overflow from under the skin if you took a bite. "It smells sweet and looks delicious too."
Shen Chumo glanced at it: “Forbidden fruit.”
Du Mingxing paused slightly. She remembered the famous scene in the original novel where the heroine accidentally ate the forbidden fruit, causing her entire body to burst into flames, and the male protagonists finally sacrificed themselves to put out the fire.
It turns out it tastes so good, no wonder people eat it by mistake.
"Okay," Du Mingxing finished searching, dusted himself off, and walked over to Chen Chumo. "Shopping is complete, please pay the tip, Mr. Chen."
“No money.”
Du Mingxing thought about it and settled for the next best thing: "Then you pay me with a smile."
Shen Chumo pursed his lips.
Du Mingxing pinched his chin and said, "Alright, although the arc isn't quite right, but considering you've tried your best, I'll let you off this time."
After that, she took out a bouquet of flowers hidden behind the shelf and handed it to Shen Chumo: "Please check your gift. Now we have settled the payment."
Shen Chumo stared at the bouquet of wild flowers. They were colorful and covered with morning dew. They looked freshly picked. She wondered how long she had been secretly preparing them.
He took it. The bouquet was wrapped in simple plastic. Although there was a layer of plastic as protection, the branches and thorns were still carefully broken off, leaving only bare branches.
“Chen…” Shen Chumo changed his words, “Xingxing, I also have something for you.”
Du Mingxing was stunned and stared at him blankly. After a few seconds, his confused mind returned to normal.
Did he just call her... Star?
That feeling was like talking to her in the real world, so real.
Shen Chumo swiped his finger across the void, causing space to instantly twist and slowly crack. Du Mingxing opened her eyes wide, and at his signal, followed him into the void.
He explained: "Pollution sources have their own domains. Within their domains, their strength will be enhanced. You can simply understand this space as my domain."
She understood this, Du Mingxing nodded. Even the F-class pollution source she had formed had its own territory. However, she had thought that Shen Chumo's domain was his sea of consciousness. It seemed that the two were not the same concept.
Isn't it the same as a domain that can be opened at any time, that is, as long as it is opened in battle, you can take advantage of the home field at any time and in any place?
However, she soon realized that Shen Chumo was not as battle-minded as she had imagined.
This world wasn't meant for fighting. On the contrary, it was meticulously maintained, with several areas organized according to their functions. The first place they entered was a storage room that looked like a wine cellar.
In the storage room, supplies were arranged on the shelves in different categories, spotlessly clean, like the most ordinary cargo hold in the previous life. However, in this doomsday environment, such abundant supplies seemed extremely precious.
"Your room is inside."
Shen Chumo didn't look at her and walked straight to the deeper part. Du Mingxing followed closely behind him, following him through the familiar corridors and stairs to his room.
When Du Mingxing opened the door, his nose felt a little sore.
Don't you hate her to the core?
Why did she build a house exactly like the Shen family's? Why did she carefully store the supplies she had collected for the whole family and also add her share?
The Shen family's villa had long been completely destroyed by Shen's mother's pollution. Du Mingxing realized that this was not a sea of consciousness, not an illusion, but a real existence. All the decorations and materials were real.
Unlike other pollution sources, he pieced the structure together bit by bit, like building blocks. Du Mingxing didn't dare to imagine how long it took him to find similar materials and rebuild it.
Shen Chumo himself did not realize it, and said lightly: "The supplies you want to hide, as agreed, I have hidden them here, you can use them at will."
He thought for a moment, then walked to the bedroom dresser, opened the drawer, and took out a yellowed piece of paper with dense handwriting on it: "This is the list of supplies. I renumbered them. Go to the storage room and get them according to the numbers on it."
"Since it's you, then... return it to its original owner."
Du Mingxing rubbed his eyes and asked, "Why don't you use it? I bought it for the whole family. I don't want you to keep it for me."
"I don't need it," Shen Chumo paused, "I can go without food."
Du Mingxing persisted: "Then I don't need it, do I? Don't forget, I am the inner demon."
"..." Shen Chumo realized that she was arguing, but didn't understand what she was arguing about. "What do you want to say?"
Du Mingxing took out a piece of candy from the open drawer and handed it to Shen Chumo with a smile as before.
"I want to share it with you."
Du Mingxing was now convinced that Shen Chumo had really taken very bad care of himself.
With the mentality of "it doesn't matter if it's not clean, I won't get sick if I eat it", Du Mingxing took out a box of chocolate that was 10 years expired from the storage room converted from the cellar. When he opened the package, he found that it was the familiar chocolate color, just like 10 years ago.
Du Mingxing didn't know what storage method Shen Chumo used to preserve it so well. Looking at the tempting color, she couldn't bear to eat it herself.
After thinking about it, I secretly went to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. I saw that all the clothes were those I had worn before, but the styles were ten years behind the latest fashion trends, so they looked a bit retro.
After searching carefully, she found some new clothes. It was probably that Shen Chumo picked them up when he passed by the clothing store, but there were not many underwear, and the sizes were small - he didn't have enough knowledge about his sister's bust size.
In any case, Du Mingxing was still very happy. She could finally take off the school uniform that Shen Chumo had a stereotyped impression of and change into more everyday clothes. However, just as she threw the school uniform shirt on the bed, she saw it disappear out of thin air, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
Du Mingxing pinched his chin and thought for a moment, guessing that the reason was that this piece of clothing was virtual, so when the inner demon took it off, it could no longer exist independently in the real space.
She took out a mulberry silk blended dress hanging in the closet. The overall surface of the dress was a matte champagne gold, and the dark areas gradually turned into oatmeal color, which made her look high-end and classy, and made her fair skin, beautiful face and slim figure stand out.
She twisted her body in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the original owner's slender waist. The hem of her skirt swayed with her body, shimmering like ripples on the water. She couldn't help but express her sincere admiration.
After all, this is a novel; how could a real person be so flawlessly beautiful? I wonder if Shen Chumo would feel disappointed if he saw the real her. Although Du Mingxing bears some resemblance to the original owner, in terms of appearance, she can only be considered a lower-end version.
However, she didn't intend to let Shen Chumo see it now.
Du Mingxing lay down on her bed, stretched, and fell asleep. After all, she had gotten up early in the morning to collect the flowers for the bouquet and hadn't slept for long. Now that she had a perfect place to rest, she naturally wanted to make up for it.
Du Mingxing: Thunder King, are you still there? It's been a while since I last saw you.
[System: Yes, low battery, please do not contact me unless necessary.]
Du Mingxing: Something's up, something big. I was a bit busy before and didn't have time to ask. I discovered that Shen Chumo has memories of the original plot, the memories with the original owner.
[System: Calculating…]
[System: The calculation results are logical. Thank you, host, for providing this valuable information. Because the character's personality is unique, the villain in each world is the same person.]
[Du Mingxing: Even if time and space are reset and we are in a parallel world, are we still the same?]
【System: Correct.】
[Du Mingxing: So what's happening to his original world now?]
[System: Due to plot corruption, it has completely collapsed. This can be compared to the train tracks in the human world. The rule for maintaining this small world is to keep the deviation from the original plot within a certain range. This is especially true for plots like the death of important characters. This cannot collapse, otherwise the entire world will collapse.]
Even though he had known about this before, Du Mingxing couldn't help but sigh and mutter to himself, "This kind of rule is truly cruel."
The operating logic of the small world is not to save the world or to have a happy ending, but more like "respecting the fate of the characters" and allowing important characters to check on the trajectory they should take.
At night, Du Mingxing put on her makeup, packed the chocolates, compressed biscuits and wine she had carefully selected during the day into her bag, put it on her back, and crossed the space crack.
Although she was very confident in the original owner's appearance, this confidence easily slipped in front of Shen Chumo.
In the darkness, she couldn't see the other person's face, which gave her a little courage. After appearing, Du Mingxing squatted behind a tree and took a quick look, observing the situation.
Shen Chumo was caressing the petals of the bouquet she had given him.
His slender fingers stroked the thin, soft and delicate petals of the petals. A cold light flashed at his fingertips, and the petals gradually froze, covered with crystal-like ice crystals. The corners reflected a dreamy color in the moonlight.
“One day, it will wither,” Shen Chumo said to himself with his back to her, “Beautiful things are always fleeting.”
Du Mingxing took over his words: "But rather than destroying, people should cherish the present."
She approached like a cloud, and when Shen Chumo saw her clearly, that brightness had already been imprinted in his mind, lingering.
Du Mingxing couldn't stand his look, so she opened her bag and handed him a bottle of wine.
"You worked so hard to save this, would you like to drink some?"
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