Chapter 111: Future Interstellar Dragon Aotian (End)
Under the grand starry sky, the god with a human body and a fish tail lowered his head and looked at her through the porthole.
Mu Lingnan moved her fingers with difficulty; it was all she could do. It was clearly her body, but now, in the realm of the gods, her every heartbeat and breath seemed to no longer belong to her, but to the gods themselves.
She couldn't move, she couldn't speak, she couldn't even move her eyes.
The beautiful god hummed softly and smiled. With a flick of his light tail, he disappeared in an instant like a fish swimming in the sea.
The moment the deity vanished, Mu Lingnan finally awoke from her enchanted state. She withdrew her hand as if struck by lightning. Her once gentle breathing suddenly became heavier, and her heartbeat gradually quickened.
clatter.
What
clatter.
Who is
Ta, da.
Mu Lingnan slowly raised her head, her pupils dilated, her nerves tense to the extreme. She stared at the door, which had been fitted perfectly against the wall, from which the sound had come, her gaze fixed for a moment.
In this endless silence, accompanied by the green light on the door and the sound of dripping, "he" came in, carrying the afterglow of light.
But Mu Lingnan had already lost her voice.
She didn't have time to think about why Gaia didn't remind her and put "him" in so easily. She was already completely attracted by the familiar face.
This is Cecil's face.
The familiar face, the familiar military uniform, and even the warmth in her silver eyes, like a glacier melting, were exactly the same.
"Cecil" stepped on the ground with his military boots and walked towards her step by step. Mu Lingnan did not move or hide, she just stared at "him" in a daze.
"He" walked to her and stopped, and his hand, as pure and flawless as cold jade, touched her face, which was icy cold.
"Why are you crying?"
Cecil lovingly wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingertips and smiled gently, "Brother is back and will never leave again. My little Acacia, shouldn't you be happy?"
It turned out that what was cold were her tears.
Mu Lingnan realized belatedly that the moment she saw this "Cecil" in front of her, tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks.
Perhaps only a second had passed, or perhaps she had lost the ability to sense the passage of time. She heard her own voice become dry, each word laced with tears of blood.
She said, "You are not Cecil."
Cecil lowered his eyes to look at her. His expression no longer resembled Cecil's. He tilted his head, his emotions as pure as a child's, seemingly simply puzzled.
"Why not? I have all his memories, I can simulate all his actions, and I can always be with you."
Finally, He gave the definition and smiled.
"I am him and he is me, isn't he?"
Mu Lingnan took a step back, her tears flowing more violently. She trembled and shook her head, saying, "No, no, you are not him."
The eyes of the god in Cecil's skin reflected her broken expression. He looked at her for a long time and suddenly said, "But now, I am your target."
Mu Lingnan was stunned. Her thoughts turned for a long time before she suddenly understood the god's profound meaning.
He knows, He knows her mission, He knows her purpose.
The voice of God, Cecil's voice, reached her ears: "What he wishes for, what you wish for, the future of this world, is now in my hands, my lovely little cat, what is your answer?"
He smiled and waited for Mu Lingnan's answer.
The almighty God easily weighs the fate of the entire world on one side of the scale, and plays the "game" of choice with his little cat with great interest.
But Mu Lingnan didn't think this was fun.
She held back her tears and looked at the god. Hearing the god's words, she had no extra emotions, but said firmly: "Look, you are not Cecil, because Cecil would never say this."
Cecil is arrogant and cruel, but he also keeps his promises. He abides by the agreement with Samuel and will not put his precious sister in a dilemma.
"Look, you're not Cecil."
The god's expression faded, and he looked expressionlessly at Samuel, who was standing there in place of Mu Lingnan, without saying a word.
Samuel was not afraid of the gods' gaze. He looked at Mu Lingnan tenderly through the gods' eyes: "Even if you have our memories, you can't become us."
The god's tone was calm: "You should know that with just a thought from me, your consciousness will be completely shattered."
Samuel replied calmly, "Of course I know. You've already achieved the path of sacrifice. If that's the case, why do you still keep Cecil and me around as stepping stones?"
"Admit it, our memories and feelings over the past twenty years are not as insignificant as you expected in the ocean of your memories spanning several epochs."
The gods are silent.
He looked at Mu Lingnan again, and he couldn't understand himself. Everything was clearly going according to plan, so why did he change the original plan for a tiny human being who was as small as a grain of sand and was accidentally encountered in time, and use a world that was destined to be destroyed to attract the system's contract?
It's not in His interest, is it?
Had He originally taken the World Tree's seeds, not so He could use a world as a stepping stone to knock on the door of the Sacrificial Path? But why, just to see someone again, would He journey through the long river of time, fragment His consciousness, and sleep beneath the sea of stars, waiting for a future traveler?
Maybe I will never wait.
His hand once again caressed Mu Lingnan's face, remembering her true soul through this body. He smiled, as clear as when they first met under the World Tree. He felt inexplicably aggrieved and sighed:
"It's obvious...I was the one who met you first."
Mu Lingnan's heart suddenly trembled, the tears on her face had not yet dried, and she just stared at Him blankly.
The god's face gradually changed, returning to his original appearance. His long hair brushed against the side of Mu Lingnan's face. "Sleep, my child. When you wake up, the world will be as you wish."
Her consciousness sank into a sea of chaos.
Under the will of the gods, the entire world began to burn, and then, it was reforged.
The underlying rules are being rewritten, new forces are flourishing, and the world is ushering in a brand new future on this ordinary day in the eyes of countless people.
Unseen specks of light slowly scattered across the world. On the Federation's main planet, Olya suddenly stopped. She couldn't see the specks of light, but she could feel the changes in her body.
She lifted up her shirt and checked the dark patterns of the curse, only to find that the shadow of death had long since disappeared, and her once ugly waist and abdomen were now clean.
She is not the only one who has experienced the same change. In the Federation, in the Celestial Clan, and throughout the galaxy, countless people have escaped the nightmare of the curse and are struggling to see the sunshine of hope.
Xie Xiangchen, with his brilliant blond hair, looked up at the direction of the star that the planet revolved around. He thought: Is it the leader... who finally succeeded?
"You're awake, Acacia."
Mu Lingnan opened her eyes, closed them, and opened them again to make sure it was not a dream.
"Cecil!"
She threw herself into Cecil's arms, crying, hugged his waist tightly, and her tears soaked his clothes.
Cecil softened his brows, hugged his sister, patted her head, and soothed her emotions.
After Mu Lingnan had vented her anger, she got up from Cecil's arms and noticed Samuel standing beside her. Seeing that Mu Lingnan finally saw him, Samuel raised his eyebrows and smiled at her. This smile finally brought a bit of youthful spirit between his eyebrows.
Mu Lingnan's eyes were red, and she smiled faintly in return. She held onto Cecil's clothes tightly, afraid he would disappear again. She hesitated, but still asked, "Brother, you guys..."
Cecil gently took his sister's hand from the hem of his shirt and held it tightly. He said, "Acacia, don't worry, that guy..." At the mention of that god, a hint of sadness crossed his handsome brow.
He would never admit that he was an extension of the god's consciousness, a part of the god's wild growth. He was Cecil, and only Cecil.
The same is true of Samuel.
But they were still puzzled. The god had browsed through their memories, but was too stingy to share his memories, and left behind the system of cultivation rules after the god level. His actions were really unpredictable.
"Anyway, don't worry about Him for now," Samuel added.
He and Cecil looked at each other and then looked away. From then on, they were no longer enemies, but companions who shared the same fate in a certain sense.
No matter what, Cecil and Samuel were determined to find a way to completely sever their connection with the god and become truly independent individuals.
But in the end, the future of the world has changed, and it will continue to rise.
Several years have passed. Today, with the curse lifted, thanks to the continuous efforts of the federal authorities, although there are still barriers between ethnic groups, the hardest ice has melted. Regardless of race, everyone is born free.
It's time to say goodbye.
Mu Lingnan stepped into the office. Cecil, who was handling things, raised his eyes and asked calmly, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah." Mu Lingnan thought for a moment and added, "The last person I came to see was you, brother."
Cecil was instantly overjoyed, and he felt much more comfortable with his subordinate's stupid proposal. It turned out that he was more important to his sister. As for Samuel, haha.
He raised his chin slightly with dignity, and looked at his sister with eyes full of pride: "Well, finally, have a safe journey, my Acacia. If you get lost, wait for me to come find you."
Everything that needed to be said has been said, and in the end, only blessings remain.
"Yes!" Mu Lingnan nodded heavily.
After saying goodbye to all the people close to her and important to her one by one, before the last moment of leaving, Mu Lingnan finally waited for the last "person" who had not said goodbye yet.
A thin mist spread silently, and the god came as promised, but He did not show up.
Mu Lingnan sensed a familiar breath coming with the wind. She smiled and said softly, "I'm saying goodbye this time. Goodbye, brother."
At the last second before she left the world, she heard the god's snort of laughter.
"Since you haven't forgotten me, I will reluctantly give you a farewell gift according to human etiquette."
So, the dice of fate were rolled again.
"You just let my sweet daughter go like that?" Anderson said, standing next to the god with a human body and a fish tail, genuinely surprised. "That's not like you."
The god nonchalantly tapped the surface of the sea with the tip of his tail, creating ripples. He complained childishly, "If it weren't for those guys behind that system, I would have snatched my little kitty back long ago."
Anderson raised his eyebrows: "Even on the sacrificial path, I can't beat him."
The god propped up his face and looked at Cecil and Samuel in the world, and said casually: "There are so many of them, I need to find some helpers to be safe. Really, I was the first one to get here."
He still feels upset about it.
Anderson calmly pointed out the flaw in his logic: "This shouldn't be Little Pudding's first world on this mission, right? If we were to go by the order of precedence, you wouldn't even be ranked first."
The god turned to look at him and sneered, "When I kill them all, I will be the first and only one."
He plunged into the ocean between reality and illusion, splashing water that deliberately splashed Anderson.
Anderson wiped his face, which was covered with water droplets. He was locked in the power of the gods and could not escape. He dared not speak out and cursed secretly: Oh, with such a bad temper, and he is the only one, can't my good daughter change to a brother with a better temper and stronger strength?
This arrogant psychopath who is jealous of his own distraction and refuses to admit it, just wait for little pudding to find a new brother to cry to.
Another wave of seawater descended from the sky. As if knowing what Anderson was thinking, the god's upper body emerged, staring at the drenched incarnation of Heaven, and said word by word, "I will be the first."
【Author’s words】
God: A petty person. He is so angry that he doesn't like half of his body.
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