Chapter 79 The villain sat on the protagonist's throne, looking down contemptuously at everyone below, his hand stroking his vicious dog, loyal to him.
"Why is it getting colder and colder this year?" Nangong Qi couldn't help but hug her arms and shiver.
As he spoke, he caught a snowflake that landed in his palm. "Extreme weather, nature's warning. It can't hold on much longer. How many people will die because of this snow?"
Nangong Qi had no idea what the time and weather were like here.
However, he knew very well that it was still summer, at least for now, but the biting cold of the falling snow all indicated that this snow was not simple.
Nangong Qi looked at the director, whose brows and eyes were filled with worry, as if he were compassionate and merciful, like a high and mighty Buddha statue, pitying all living beings. But he was just a Buddha statue, unable to move or help. He was watching the suffering of all living beings.
Nangong Qi eventually followed the director. She didn't understand what she was thinking, because she initially wanted to follow the doctor, didn't she?
Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, she became increasingly worried. She was already quite cold, and if it continued to snow, she would definitely freeze until she lost all feeling.
It's so cold, so cold. Her body and mind were both freezing cold.
Suddenly, Nangong Qi felt enveloped in a warm temperature, and she looked up in confusion.
I don't understand, why did the director give her all his coats?
"Wear it. After all, I'm the one who brought you here, so I have some responsibility to you. Are you still in school?" He usually felt his hands and feet were freezing cold, but he could taste a hint of warmth in his eyes.
Nangong Qi felt so cold that her nose was almost running. "Yes..." Now he knew that all his inner thoughts had been exposed, even the system had been exposed, and all their experiences had been exposed.
She was like someone living in a house without walls, completely exposed and transparent to everyone, who mocked those rushing home who had no place to live...
Ultimately, it was all a case of being blinded by a single leaf...
"I... Waaah... I want to go home... I miss my mom... Waaah..."
Seeing her cry, the director felt somewhat helpless; he wasn't very good at comforting children.
But after a while, Nangong Qi stopped crying on her own. The tears that fell on her face after crying froze immediately when the wind blew on them, and they were bone-chillingly cold.
They walked with difficulty, but soon, Nangong Qi, seeing that the road was becoming more and more familiar, asked in confusion, "Are we going back to the research institute now?"
The director smiled but did not answer her question. Nangong Qi did not ask any further questions, just as she did not ask why the doctor was left there.
Perhaps it was out of fear that he might encounter danger, or perhaps it was because he didn't trust doctors?
Her system isn't forcing her to go in any particular direction right now; in fact, he's been quite silent since meeting the doctor.
However, they felt that after leaving the doctor, the system started to become active again. It just hadn't issued any tasks or forced her to do anything yet, but that might change in the future.
Soon, she understood why she had come to this base. When she arrived, she found that the person in charge of the base was still Hu Ji. He hadn't even bothered to attack the research institute and had simply replaced the leader.
She was puzzled. What was going on?
Soon, Hongji handed a box to the director. The director smiled at her, but before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
She put on a green, spiky bracelet. This is...
Nangong Qi had some guesses and some disbelief, but then the director confirmed his guesses.
"This is made of the same material as the cage that imprisoned you, and it can suppress the system within your body. Now I need your teleportation."
"What do you mean?" If it's something that suppresses the system, then how could it possibly use the system?
"Now the 'system' is yours... You can use it however you want..."
Nangong Qi stared blankly at the director, her mind completely blank.
The director raised an eyebrow and stared into her eyes. "If it's parasitizing you, you should be prepared to have your power taken away. You are its master."
This was the first time Nangong Qi had truly felt power, and she realized that all of this power came from seizing the power of this world.
The so-called change of plot is nothing more than depriving other lives in this world of their hope of survival.
So this is power...
The weather was getting colder and colder, but Nangong Qi didn't feel the cold at all.
"Have you ever thought about getting everything back on track?" Nangong Qi asked the director.
The director smiled faintly, "I never thought that the world loved me so that I could stay and live. I only like this world for those pitiful people. Maybe the right path isn't the right path at all?"
He had long thought about why everything went so smoothly for him in this world, like a dream come true: it was because the world was watching him and trying to keep him here in its own way.
Therefore, many people in the world are kind to him. They don't even know why, nor are they aware of it themselves.
He was an outsider, and so was Nangong Qi. His power was fed back to the world, and he and the world became one. If he were to forcibly separate now, it would be like separating flesh from skin. If he forced it, a piece of skin would be peeled off; if he didn't, it would quietly melt in the snow.
It will become another, higher plane, a spectacle of entertainment. On the eve of victory, everything will return to the beginning, everything will start anew, endlessly, until destruction.
Does he find any meaning in all of this? Divinity?
He always felt that it didn't matter if his main body was sacrificed, because even if his main body died, his other identities would still carry his spirit, and he would still be alive.
But now he knows that none of this matters; whether he lives or dies, it's all the same.
Unlike Nangong Qi, she still had the chance to return to her own world; all that was left behind was her keratin.
The system is the intruder; it's the same as those monsters outside, and it came to this world of silkworms.
It absorbs the world's power by altering the "plot," gradually eroding this fragmented world, and then uses this power to tear open cracks to let its kind in.
The flow is endless, endless... These holes can't be plugged anymore; what this world needs is to hide them.
"Where are we going?" Nangong Qi felt an emotion she had never felt before, as if they would never return once they went.
"Go to Base A (It wasn't hard to come up with a name, just treat it as a proper name.)"
"Okay!" After a while, she saw someone who made her so angry she wanted to grind her teeth—the blindfolded interpreter who could read her mind—walk out.
Good, good, so this person is still in contact with the director!
The translator adjusted his glasses. "I never expected the director to be so powerful; even my new employer is one of your people." With that, he turned and led the way.
Oh, she misunderstood. New employer? New boss?
She was a little curious and followed along, finding the style of the road familiar. "This is..."
"Looks familiar, right? It's the technology from the research institute. It's hard to survive outside now. Only when we're protected by the shield can we survive. That's why these technologies are sold at cost price..." The translator explained, hoping everyone could survive, while secretly glancing at the director.
The director seemed not to hear what he was saying; he just kept moving forward.
The translator then abandoned his probing idea, saying that he felt this approach was very much in line with the director's instructions.
He always felt that someone as unassuming as the director couldn't possibly have the base taken over by someone else. Perhaps this was part of the director's plan, allowing him to escape and do things he couldn't easily do without everyone watching him.
For example, he hasn't heard anything about the director and the head of the research institute having close ties.
Moreover, this is just a small base, and the leader is only a young upstart who has been in power for a few years.
What is their relationship? Nobody knows.
The only thing the translator knew was that his leader had disappeared for a while but reappeared not long afterward.
It happened right around the time the director was arrested, and those guys were probably plotting something, not even telling him!
Oh, the reason I'm sure they're having an affair is because his leader has a stone that can shield superpowers. It's from the same place as the stone that the director gave him to enhance his superpowers!
After walking through the long corridor, they met the so-called leader. The interpreter bowed and then withdrew.
At first, Nangong Qi couldn't see clearly, but when she did, she was amazed. He was incredibly handsome, but not with the divine and refined beauty of Aji, nor with the cold and aloof appearance of Hongji. He exuded a wildness.
A primal, untamed beauty, black hair and beastly eyes...
This description looks familiar! Nangong Qi remembered! This person was also a villain, the loyal hound following the director, but it didn't describe how they met; the author at the time simply didn't write it.
There is only one description: "The villain sat on the protagonist's throne, looking down contemptuously at everyone below, his hand stroking his vicious dog. The loyal dog, while enjoying its master's caress, warily stared with its beastly eyes at anything that might harm its master..."
But now their relationship doesn't seem that close; it's more like a normal working relationship. Perhaps it's because of the plot change? The once trusted assistant to the director has become a regional leader…
Then Nangong Qi saw the other party take out a piece of divine spark, so it was indeed for the divine spark.
He casually handed it to the director, asking for nothing in return. He explained that at times like this, all of humanity should unite as one, pooling all their strength, rather than worrying about personal gains and losses…
Although he spoke with an air of righteous indignation, Nangong Qi still felt something was off. How to put it? It was too deliberate. He hadn't even asked yet, and he was already explaining things. This tone didn't fit his image.
This is a classic case of hiding something.
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