Chapter 125 You Yu: If life is like duckweed.
"How is he now?"
"I don't know his state of consciousness, but his body functions have completely stabilized. What a wonderful fusion ability... This is the Demon King."
"The clear wind and the devil of fate... this flowing golden color is truly a beauty that is unique in the world."
"Youyu..."
"Don't let me down..."
"You Yu...you can't let me down."
Youyu heard many voices, male voices, female voices, old voices, and children's voices. Countless voices overlapped each other, flowing within Youyu's field of vision with an ethereal, dreamy color. He wanted to open his eyes, but he only felt a sense of weightlessness like falling covering his brain.
As if his body was traveling through some kind of space gate, You Yu gradually became unable to perceive his own body. He wanted to wake up, but his eyes could not give him an answer.
“This is our most perfect work…”
"Don't let the people below notice it, don't even let him notice it."
"Harukaze and the Demon King of Fate, the most perfect vessel for the devil born from the Wheel of Fate."
"...The demon king is just a force condensed into the shape of a pen, without any consciousness at all. It's strange to say that this guy appeared in the Wheel of Fortune with the demon king-level soul particle item, and he actually has consciousness..."
"I am even in good health. I think I can put it on the screen for the sake of the script."
"Let King do it. This child likes him very much and should have considered him as a family member. The power of fate is difficult to grasp, and this child is the master of his own destiny. Only King can do this, and he won't doubt it."
…
Those voices of completely different ages and even races began to ring in his ears again. Youyu felt as if his consciousness was being distorted and compressed by some invisible force. Unbearable pain exploded deep in his brain along with those voices. Youyu couldn't open his eyes, but he seemed to feel a cool breeze blowing in front of him.
In an instant, countless fragments of memories flowed through his mind. That was what You Yu had been pursuing, and he even participated in the devil's game for it, hoping to win the final victory in the reunion of the DM system and get the root of the right to make a wish.
As a child picked up by Red Heart from the ruins after the Devil's Game, You Yu had a blank memory before joining Solomon Academy and carrying out normal academic work.
The teenager had no memories at all, as if he was born to exist in this world with this body, and he looked like this from the moment he was born.
But Youyu knew that she was not like that.
Everyone has memories starting from zero. Youyu is a very smart kid. After he was brought to Solomon College by Red Heart, he has been observing the people around him. He knows clearly that everyone’s past is their strongest anchor. The enemies who fought in those memories, the friends who accompanied each other, and the lovers who fell in love with each other are all the reasons for a person to exist in this world.
The starting point of the birth of life should be a pair of loving parents, a happy family, and a few playmates who have accompanied you since childhood, and friends with whom you can share everything.
But Youyu has none of these.
His memory was blank, as if he was a lost child who suddenly appeared in this world. He could only explore his origins in a daze, but found that there was no clue about himself.
Is it possible that you are just a floating duckweed that appeared out of thin air in the world with nothing to rely on?
You Yu once asked himself this question. Maybe he was just such a person, without a past and a future. He just followed the only familiar person, Red Heart, and used his keenness and good luck to help law enforcement officers handle some cases.
Hong Xin is a good person, but she is not only good to him. She is no different from the hundreds of children rescued by law enforcers from one devil's game after another. You Yu knows that the reason why he can often see Hong Xin, the leader in a high position, is mostly because he possesses special abilities.
If it continued like this, You Yu would have thought it didn't matter, but he knew that if he continued like this, he would never have unique memories of his own.
No one can be the string of his wandering kite. Everyone has his own anchor, but he doesn't.
But he didn't want to continue feeling empty like this. As a blank person, when he walked through every street in this world, the strange feeling of being detached as if he didn't belong here almost drove him crazy. So he made a bet with fate. He left the protection of the Red Heart, gave up his studies at Solomon College, and went to the most ordinary private junior high school, hoping to find his own bond there.
Fortunately, he made the right bet.
The lonely You Yu found two companions in that junior high school who, like him, had doubts about themselves and were unwilling to accept their fate: Ling Lan from the City of Ink, and Shuise, a young master from the Muse Music Band.
They became true companions in a devil's game of life and death. Facing the threat of death, the boy's innocent heart found two other lonely hearts that could resonate with him. You Yu realized that he finally had a line and an anchor.
In the ruins of the Devil's Game, the three junior high school students who saved many classmates and teachers from the hands of the Devil's Apostles smiled at each other. They sat in the ruins, put their hands on each other's shoulders, and laughed and said, "Let's set up a detective agency!"
"To help everyone resist the Devil Apostles and Devil Games in places where the law enforcers can't reach!"
"Let me think about it, let's just call it Squid Detective Agency!"
Shuise was the first to shout in dissatisfaction: "Why is it called the Squid Detective Agency? I wanted to call it the Shuise Detective Agency!"
You Yu blinked: "Because I'm the only detective!"
Before he could finish his words, a watery fist rushed towards him, but You Yu did not feel any sense of crisis. He just pretended to run away while laughing happily.
At that moment, when he took a step into the air, although his feet were not on the ground, You Yu felt a very clear pulling sensation.
There was an invisible thread pulling him towards the ground, and the earth became extremely clear in an instant. It turned out that this was the anchor point, this was the feeling of having bonds, this was... the feeling of becoming a person who was no longer blank but filled with colors.
The future is already pulling him to the ground, but the past is still covered by white fog. The two companions beside him have a strong presence. With their company, the detective who can always detect the truth from clues finally builds up the confidence to find the past and realizes the abnormality of such a past.
The past covered by white fog does not exist. The past and future paths of every soul are clearly extended in fate like silk threads. You Yu deeply understood this, so he began to be greedy.
He wanted to know about his past.
Only by opening your eyes and facing the pain can you get some clues.
To listen to every word clearly, to see clearly everything in front of you, this belief flickered like the golden thread of fate, so in extreme pain, Youyu opened his eyes.
"You woke up quicker than I thought."
A familiar yet unfamiliar female voice sounded in Youyu's ears. Youyu, who had received too much information, pressed his forehead. Before he had time to sigh that this was the feeling of Bai Ye when he used up his soul tag ability, he was startled by a figure standing in front of him with his back to him.
It cannot be said to be unexpected, it can only be said to be reasonable.
The crazy female painter, wearing a blue and yellow long skirt in the style of an oil painting on a starry night, had ripples on the hem of her skirt. She turned around, and her eyes, which had always been irrational, were surprisingly clear and bright at this moment.
You Yu noticed that Fan Lan was not holding the paintbrush that had almost become her trademark. He quickly realized that the pen was probably the pen in the Queen's hand that could rewrite the script. It might appear in different forms in the hands of different hosts, but then the question arises.
Why did Fanlan get the pen that almost controlled the script?
Doubts exploded in Youyu's mind, but the fragments of memory just now did not fade away. In an instant, countless things tore his brain nerves apart. He suddenly lost the strength to question and could only press his temples hard to ease the sharp pain.
"Don't be in a hurry to think about it. You just fell into the wheel of fate. The lost part has returned to you. Your soul has finally been pieced together, and there will definitely be a rejection reaction."
Fanlan folded his arms and leaned against the golden circular wall next to him, shook his head, and added a thoughtful sentence.
You Yu relaxed for a while, and after feeling that the quick pain had disappeared, he stood up and looked at Fan Lan.
The pain came and went quickly, and after it disappeared, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction took root deep in my soul, like a clear breeze blowing by, which can only be described as refreshing and uplifting.
The sense of loss and incompleteness that had been spreading in Youyu's soul since he gained consciousness and urged him to keep moving forward disappeared completely. The broken fragments of memory gradually turned into the horrible truth as Youyu put them together. Youyu raised his head, but did not ask Fanlan at first, but looked around.
The ground of the huge golden ring was exactly the same as the outer layer of the Wheel of Fortune he had just seen. Logically, he should have entered the core of the Wheel of Fortune now, but except that the number of golden threads wrapped around it was several times more than that of the Senate built deep in the Wheel of Fortune, there was no difference between here and the outside.
So Youyu looked at Fanlan and finally asked the question.
"Why are you here?"
"You finally remembered to ask me this question."
Fanlan blinked her eyes with a playful look on her face. She was now very close to the girl in her past memories who was a reserve leader, rather than a rookie demon apostle.
"I am the Queen's eyes. Her power controls and maintains my body and soul, which should have died ten years ago. At the same time, she can also use my eyes to observe everything that happens in this world. But now the Queen is dead. As a tool to restrict Faust, I have lost my value of existence. Naturally, I was thrown into the Wheel of Fortune by Zhenhong and the Senate as a material for extracting energy from the new world."
When talking about this experience, Fanlan could even laugh.
"But haven't we already entered..."
You Yu felt that his doubts were written all over his face.
“Because of this.”
Fanlan clicked on the electronic screen in the Wheel of Fortune that could never be clicked on. That was...
The light screen of the season when the DM system reunites.
You Yu's pupils were trembling. In the corner of the electronic screen, the Holy Grail was already overflowing with blood red. It was just a little bit away and the Holy Grail would be full.
You Yu nodded in understanding: "The Holy Grail is not full, and the energy is not enough. This proves that there is something wrong with the Senate's calculations. This also means... we have a breakthrough."
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