Chapter 30 Life
April, 2065.
The mighty spring breeze blows from south to north, turning the entire continent into a fresh and charming green.
The weather at sea was fine; the nearby sea was a deep, jewel-like blue, while the distant sea looked like it had been sprinkled with silver, shimmering brilliantly in the sunlight.
The snow-white giant ship cut through the waves, departing from the former Southeast No. 1 Base, now Donghai City, and in less than two hours, it saw the dock of "War God Island".
"War God Island" is a sacred place, but also a heavily guarded military restricted area.
The ship stopped when it was still 10 kilometers away from the dock.
This is not a pause. Apart from resupplying supplies, changing garrisons, or the arrival of top political figures on the island, as well as the annual New Year's grand ceremony, no ship can approach that island.
The "Watchtower" was a warship, and the people who could board it were not ordinary citizens, but none of them expected to land on the island.
As soon as the ship stopped, everyone rushed onto the deck.
People were packed together, but the deck was quiet and orderly.
There were low gasps and whispers:
"Wow, that's Ares Island!"
"It wasn't a wasted life... I can finally see it with my own eyes."
"This island is indeed not very big."
Is it appropriate to have a temple and a cenotaph inside? It's too cramped and inconvenient.
“A holy place is a holy place. What does it have to do with the size of a space? The goddess is omnipresent. What meaning does the mundane space have for her?”
Besides, there are temples everywhere, so if the goddess really did descend or manifest herself, she could go anywhere.
"That's right... it's starting, it's starting! We're about to pay homage to the goddess up close!"
The buzzing whispers quickly ceased, and as the sun rose directly above the island's hilltop, the people on the deck clasped their hands together and bowed deeply.
There is no kneeling or prostration in the rituals of worship and sacrifice, and there are no organized religious groups on the mainland.
The goddess does not accept extreme beliefs that abandon everything and worship only God.
It is said that the goddess does not care whether people believe in her or not. People can make wishes to her, but whether they can be fulfilled is not guaranteed at all.
But precisely because of this, the "Protector" goddess, or the "Guardian" goddess, or the "Star Goddess" goddess, has been widely worshipped, becoming almost a collective subconscious of the human race, and an integral and colorful part of the history of civilization!
The deck was packed with people, including many sailors who were used to such scenes; at that moment, many hearts seemed to be one.
The scene of the remote worship was incredibly united, solemn, and quiet.
However, some people are not sociable.
While everyone was bowing their heads in worship, someone on the deserted aft deck squinted at the island and the temple complex faintly visible on the mountain for a moment, then pushed off the gunwale and jumped into the sea.
This person is an excellent swimmer, as nimble as a slender little fish in the water, entering the water silently.
However, this person lacked strength and patience. After swimming about 9 kilometers, just as they were getting close to the golden sand beach on the west side of the island, they began to exhaust themselves.
The man stopped, bobbing on the surface of the sea, panting heavily, before being apprehended on the spot by a patrol speedboat.
The initial version of the "War God Island Security Management Rules" stipulated that anyone who trespassed on the sacred ground without a pass would be shot.
However, considering the mercy of the gods and the stability of society, the punishment for illegal acts has gradually become lighter.
Therefore, the guards now warn anyone who tries to sneak onto the island before firing their guns.
Therefore, the person who attempted to swim to the island but was unfortunately caught was spared the fate of dying directly in the sea. Instead, he took a speedboat and made his way to the island.
Of course, we didn't go deep into the island; we only went to the defense hall next to the cliff overlooking the sea.
The Defense Agency is a modern, grayish-white building with sharp angles and a somewhat cold feel.
The soldiers escorting them and the officers in charge of the interrogation were all cold and indifferent.
But the person who was captured was not flustered. He looked up and curiously looked around.
This attitude, devoid of fear and remorse, immediately infuriated the interrogator. He slammed the folder on the table, his voice booming like thunder:
"Didn't you have parents to teach you? Didn't you ever go to school? Don't you know where this place is?"
"You think you're so great for getting onto the island, huh?"
The interrogator said to his young assistant, "Scan her face and check her identity."
He then coldly asked the man in the interrogation chair, "What are you trying to do by approaching Ares Island?"
The person on the chair had already been searched and was found to be unarmed.
The interrogator didn't think the man had any destructive intentions.
But a year ago they arrested someone who tried to sneak onto the island from the rocky beach.
That person was an adventure streamer who specialized in hiking and exploring remote towns and wild natural scenic areas that had not yet been rebuilt.
This streamer must be out of their mind, or maybe they're just looking for a gamble, by starting a private live stream that's only visible to their fans.
He made a bet with his fans that he could bypass the guards, sneak onto the island, give everyone a close-up look at the stunning sunrise over Ares Island, and then make a safe escape.
This wasn't a destructive intention, and the streamer was quite skilled; he almost managed to bypass the defenders.
But his explosive speed, comparable to that of a cheetah, was a gift from the gods worshipped on this island.
This idiocy of deconstructing the sacred into entertainment, this blasphemous act of ingratitude! The soldiers who captured the anchor almost crippled his leg on the spot!
The interrogator stared at the person in the interrogation chair, waiting for her to reveal her intentions.
If her purpose is the same as that of the streamer, he will directly cause her social death!
But the young assistant next to him tugged at him, "Sir...sir, take a look at this!"
The interrogator frowned and turned his head, his gaze falling on the flexible tablet that was neither a computer nor a mobile phone. He stared at the screen for a few moments, then froze.
He stood there stunned for a long time, then looked up, his gaze quickly shifting between the person in the interrogation chair and the photos on the tablet.
There were several automatically organized identity information sheets of the person on the interrogation chair on the tablet.
There are household registration and school registration information, and... a death notice!
The death certificate had just been issued a day earlier, followed by a recorded phone call from the hospital to the police department reporting the case, and the police department's case filing information.
The hospital reported the body missing!
At this moment, the missing "corpse," the girl named "Ye Guixing" who died young, was sitting perfectly fine in front of him!
The interrogator was stunned, and a chill ran down his spine.
Just then, Ye Guixing spoke. She was still soaking wet and looked a bit disheveled, but she smiled gently, a smile that was both composed and tinged with a hint of melancholy:
"I came here to go home, of course."
...
Qi An, oh, her current body is named Ye Guixing.
Ye Guixing left the defense hall and strolled to the two small wooden buildings side by side.
Five years later, this place has become a "tourist attraction," meaning it is only open once a year, and people participating in the ceremony cannot go closer; they can only watch from a distance.
Ye Guixing pulled back the cordon and stepped into the yard.
The courtyard remains the same, with a light touch of moss; the small building remains the same, and the lounge chair on the balcony is spotless.
The girl stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking up at the balcony for a long, long time.
After a long while, she went inside, walked around the house, and finally sat down by the window of Ye Xiao's bedroom.
The apple-green curtains swayed gently as the girl lay on the edge of the bed, clutching and playing with the wooden plaque that read "Ye Xiao's Little House."
She stretched out her pale white arm and made a grasping motion in mid-air, as if trying to grab a handful of sunlight.
When the wind picked up, Ye Guixing would take deep breaths, as if he hadn't breathed in half his life, trying to fill his lungs with the gentle, warm spring breeze.
The girl held on for a while, inhaled for a while, then turned to the interrogator, who was standing in the hallway, looking dazed:
"Fried ribbonfish and scallion noodles, are they ready yet?"
It wasn't the interrogator's turn to speak; he was just a captain.
The adjutant-in-chief of the garrison here seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly said, "Alright...almost done, almost done!"
He hurried downstairs to urge the cafeteria staff.
The cafeteria delivery person had already arrived at the door. The adjutant carefully placed the shiniest stainless steel plate in the entire cafeteria in front of the girl's table and saw her grab the food with her hands and start eating.
The sunlight was so intense that it melted away people's outlines, making everything blurry, swaying, and unreal.
The adjutant, along with the other officers outside the door, all felt as if they had entered a dream again.
The man who rushed all the way from the temple to the upper floor also felt like he was in a dream.
He's had this dream too many times; he's started to hate and fear it.
Therefore, he stared intently at the person in front of the window, neither daring to move forward nor backward.
They dared not utter a sound, nor even blink.
It was that girl, whose appearance had completely changed. She was now slender and tall with narrow eyes. When she looked up and saw him, she smiled.
"Chen Yuezhou," she called out.
Chen Yuezhou gripped the door frame and bent down deeply.
He clutched at the front of his shirt, perhaps even his own flesh.
Ye Guixing stood up abruptly and strode over to Chen Yuezhou.
Her hands were both oily, making it difficult to help him. She could only half-squat down and look at Chen Yuezhou's face from below: "What's wrong with you?"
She turned them into superheroes five years ago, so he shouldn't get sick.
Chen Yuezhou continued to stare at her.
After a long while, his voice seemed hoarse, and he managed to utter two words with great difficulty: "Qi An".
The girl, upon hearing the name unexpectedly, was not taken aback; instead, her eyes crinkled into a smile.
"Qi An is dead."
Her flesh and blood body has rotted away to the point where only a skeleton remains. Her divine body... will soon become like the old gods, a complete 'god'.
So I stripped away the remaining humanity and placed it in Southeast Base 1, onto a dying girl.
Doing this is still a bit dangerous. Although my body is new, my consciousness will still be somewhat connected to the divine realm.
But the Old Gods are dead.
After Qi An severed the connection between heaven and earth, taking advantage of the fact that the old gods could not immediately devour her greatly enhanced form, she first hid and fled, then went to find weaker gods, devour them, and strengthen herself.
This was difficult. Qi An's growth was not fast, but she successfully seized the opportunity when an old god was weakened and incomplete after a battle, and devoured him instead!
The battles experienced by the Old Gods were also due to the resistance of another modern civilization.
But when Qi An killed the old god, he also devoured the new god that the civilization had raised up.
She couldn't help it.
Qi An devoured the new god and had an urge to follow the new god and devour His entire race.
Although that impulse was fleeting, it made Qi An understand.
She was a former god, and the former god is her future self.
"It's cold in the sky, and there's nothing there."
As the young girl Ye Guixing spoke, her curved eyes seemed to hold a hint of the captivating yet heart-wrenching melancholy that Chen Yuezhou had felt when they first met.
But her melancholy quickly dissipated, and now she can say with a smile, "But things in heaven will be resolved by me in heaven."
Whether it can be resolved, I don't know, but before I lose the feeling of cold and heat, before I can still understand the 'loneliness' in the essence of human nature, I want to return to the world and live again.
I'm a person who's 'resurrected,' and also a little monster.
But a little monster is fine, it's a little monster.
Little Monster Number 1 is back, and he wants to be everyone's darling for the rest of his life!
The tablet in the adjutant's pocket suddenly emitted a sharp crack:
"Little Monster Number 2 reporting for duty! Aaaaaah!! You're not allowed to die, An'an! You try dying again, and if you dare to die, I dare to die with you, aaaaaah!!"
Then came another voice, switching between excited screams and cold restraint: "An'an, Qi'an! From now on, you must always carry your phone with you and you are not allowed to leave my side for even a second!"
There were also many voices asking, "Xiao Qi? Is it really Xiao Qi?"
Yu Shuang called Chen Yuezhou's phone directly. She was in postpartum confinement, her hair was messy, and her big eyes with dark circles were staring intently at the phone screen.
Zhao Bohan, who was holding a small, light yellow baby, stared blankly at the camera, his handsome face frozen in place.
"It's me. This precious gem of humanity will have a peaceful end."
Ye Guixing smiled even more than Qi An had before, her face and eyes full of laughter: "I'll come find you next, let me see the baby!"
"I'd give this kid to you! From now on, you'll be his aunt and godmother!" Yu Shuang also let out a scream!
There was another voice: "An, no, Xingxing, wait for me. I'm in the suburbs of Donghai City. I'll be on the island in half an hour. Wait for me!"
This was Yang Yuning's voice, extremely hoarse and rapid.
Immediately following was a call from Wu Han.
Chen Xi is the commander of the tomb-guarding army on this island.
For the first two years, he stayed on the island, never leaving it, but in recent years, his mental state seems to have deteriorated. He started spending half the year on the island and the other half traveling to some unknown corner of the world.
He will be the last to receive the news, and he will definitely be the last to arrive.
No one will wait for him, Chen Yuezhou thought. No one will wait for them!
He immediately knelt on one knee in front of Ye Guixing.
"I'll pick the flowers later, any kind will do, and I'll have the best ring custom-made."
I'll go change my clothes right away. You can change into your favorite military dress uniform or a white shirt, either is fine.
But I must say it immediately!
Chen Yuezhou is already a lieutenant general, and it is quite clear that he will be the future commander-in-chief of the mainland's armed forces.
This man, by the standards of human lifespan in the past, was already middle-aged, but his chiseled face was even more handsome and charming than when he was young.
The eagerness, joy, and longing in his eyes were so intense, combined with the imposing aura of someone who had long held a high position, that they almost coalesced into a fierce force!
But his words were humble:
"Qi An, no, Ye Guixing, I love you."
If you are to be reborn into this world, let me accompany you.
I will be the best lover, the best husband, and do everything you ask of me.
It's alright if you can't answer. I'll wait. What I said today will remain unchanged until death!
These words shocked the onlookers, but urgent roars came from several mobile phones:
"Chen Yuezhou, get out of here!"
Star, listen to me, I love you too, I can do it…
"Star……"
"An'an!"
Shouts mingled on the phone as two speedboats raced each other at sea.
Emerging from the wilderness, Chen Xi, looking like a wild man or a ghost, had just picked up his electronic device and glanced at it.
He froze, then squatted down and rubbed his head into the rough soil.
The mottled scars on the man's face healed rapidly as he stood up.
He took off running eastward, his figure faster than a cheetah!
Ye Guixing had just figured out his career plan: a doctor as his main profession and an outdoor adventurer as his side job.
She hasn't figured out her relationship plans yet.
So the girl sat back down at the small dining table by the window.
The phone was still noisy, and there might be another big argument soon.
While munching on a fragrant fried ribbonfish, Ye Guixing drifted into thought about the heavens and men's worries, all the while enjoying the fragrance of flowers in the wind and basking in the sun.
In the hazy, bright light and shadow, Ye Guixing couldn't help but smile.
My parents, Uncle Xu, Feng Xu, and the millions of others who sacrificed their lives on their respective battlefields.
Look, this is our moonlight, our blue, our love.
(End of article)
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