Chapter 276 The Kingdom of Heaven Comes (End)
At the same moment when Shi Cunjin tore Gobelier's consciousness apart, he heard Gobelier's fleeting voice: "I like your sharp character, but rude children must be punished."
then.
Gobelier's back was shattered and twisted.
Countless black mud flowed out from the cracks in the broken back.
The black mud quickly submerged this illusory fragment memory and surrounded Shi Cunjin's consciousness.
In an instant, in the illusory and dark virtual spiritual realm, Shi Cunjin saw countless huge black and white eyes hanging in the darkness.
These eyes were like wormholes in a tapestry; they appeared, they kept sliding left and right, and then suddenly at a certain moment, they all stopped and turned to the same angle, looking straight down at Shi Cunjin.
In another instant, the eyeballs moved forward, and the eyeballs, noses, and lips appeared one after another...Gobelier's faces slowly emerged in the darkness.
The insect tribe has a long prime, and their appearance does not change much from the age of 18 until they reach adulthood and decline and die. In the darkness, countless Gobelier faces are all the same young model. They drilled out from the darkness in all directions, stretched out their twisted snake-like limbs, and grabbed Shi Cunjin's consciousness, like a drowned ghost, trying to drag Shi Cunjin back into the black mud sea.
Gobelier took the initiative to open up the memory of his 40 years of prime youth, and launched an overwhelming counterattack with Cunjin's tired and tense mental whiskers, trying to crush the young male's already tired and fragile mental barrier.
Shi Cunjin was forcibly controlled by countless ghost hands, and a large amount of life stories of Chief Ceremonial Officer Beilin were forced into his mind. With just one mistake and a moment of confusion, Shi Cunjin half of his body sank into the sea of black mud.
Shi Cunjin felt heavy in his heart, and he immediately prepared to fight against the pollution of the black mud sea once again.
But this time, the endless spiritual black mud flooded in, and Shi Cunjin did not hear the screams of despair and curses that he heard when he first dived into the black mud sea. He only felt that his thinking was slowly becoming slow and he felt a little cold, and there were no more negative effects.
The layer of twisted luck that protects Gobelier has grown weak!
Shi Cunjin realized the good news and his thoughts gradually slowed down: If Gobelier wants to destroy my mental barrier and brainwash me again, he must let his real consciousness get close to me; Shi Cunjin decided to pretend that his mental barrier collapsed and went dormant, luring the enemy deeper, and wait for Gobelier's consciousness to dive to the depths of his subconscious, and then catch the turtle directly in the jar.
I have plenty of perseverance and I am not afraid of destruction. Shi Cunjin took the initiative to slow down his thoughts and let those pale ghost hands drag him into the black mud.
Under the black mud.
Shi Cunjin felt the coldness and chaos slowly freezing his mental will. Shi Cunjin hid his mental consciousness deep in the nerves of his brain and firmly protected his core will: wait for the opportunity to catch Gobelier.
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It seemed like a long time had passed before he became conscious, and Shi Cunjin's thoughts were almost completely frozen. Then he felt a hand slithering up from behind and pinching his neck.
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Gobelier was very cautious and waited until the brain's neural thinking had completely calmed down before he quietly appeared.
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The hand that rested on the back of Shi Cunjin's neck was cold and illusory. The cold fingers stretched forward, and half of the palm was buried in Shi Cunjin's conscious brain, starting to trace the brain's memory.
Shi Cunjin knew what Gobelier wanted to confirm: whether this body was related to him by blood.
Due to many coincidences, Shi Cunjin once suspected whether his original bloodline was related to Gobelier.
However, when the system brought Shi Cunjin to this world, his original body had been brain dead for nearly 30 seconds, and all of his memories were shattered and dissipated due to brain death.
Shi Cunjin received very little from his original body: a frail body that would bleed from the throat after running for 5 minutes, a superficial understanding of social knowledge, a fluent voice in the Alliance's common language, his only valuable possession being a box of almost expired medical injections, a pair of twin nephews whom the original body had met for the first time, a lethal dose of beatings and threats, and the long-term risk of being captured and imprisoned if his gender was revealed.
Shi Cunjin also tried to recall the brain memory of this body: the original body had no memory before the age of 12, only began to respond to the outside world after the age of 12, and only started to learn social common sense at the age of 15.
Gobelier is burdened with twisted and powerful luck. If Gobelier were to personally trace back to the childhood memories of this body, would he be able to dig out valuable fragments from the fragmented and almost non-existent memories of the original body?
Shi Cunjin hid in the depths of his consciousness, observing silently, waiting for the moment when Gobelier was concentrating on reading his memory.
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Gobelier could not find any memory in Destiny's brain before the age of 12.
Gobelier's consciousness probed deep into the brain, searching for its memories. Hidden deep in the brain nerves, Shi Cunjin's consciousness could naturally hear Gobelier's inner voice: "How could Destiny have no memory before the age of 12? He is not a low-level remnant with an underdeveloped brain."
Gobelier began to look through the brain's memories after the age of 12.
Shi Cunjin hid quietly in the depths of his consciousness, sensing that Gobelil's consciousness was gradually emerging from the protection of the black mud.
"…14 years old and still can't speak?" Gobelil flipped through the memories of this brain when he was 13 and 14 years old. The memories of these three years were hazy and fragmented, and in the end, only the figure of a silent sub-female appeared.
Shi Cunjin also sensed that Gobelil had a chilling disappointment for a moment, but then he quickly subsided.
It was not until he turned to the memory of this brain after September 15 years old that Gobelier saw that Destiny had learned to speak.
The weak 15-year-old male insect reached out his hand to the sub-female who was protecting him and said, "Brother, hug me."
Shi Cunjin simultaneously sensed that Gobelier's emotions paused, and then Gobelier directly skipped the vague memory of this brain learning social common sense between the ages of 15 and 16, and had no interest in watching at all.
Gobelier went all the way back to the brain's memory of 17 years old, and only then did he dig out a relatively complete but very vague memory fragment from the stagnant deep consciousness area.
As the vague memory unfolded, Shi Cunjin, who was hiding in the neural consciousness layer of his brain, also felt a pause in his heart.
This 17-year-old memory, which no longer retains any emotions, opens with a plaque that appears to be exquisitely crafted and made of materials that are obviously very expensive.
The nameplate is printed with a line of cursive numbers: GA4444
This is an old movie whose memory is vague and looks like a broken frame. The faces of the two Zerg creatures that appear in my memory are covered with a layer of frosted white shadow.
The 17-year-old male insect, whose face was blurred, held the nameplate and asked the female insect wearing the uniform of the 10th Army: "Is this the nameplate that was hung on my incubator? My birth number is GA4444?"
The face of the female with a blurred expression: "Yeah."
The male insect, with a blurry face, played with the name plate and asked, "Do you know what the name plate is made of?"
The blurred face of the sub-female: "My father said that it is a kind of gray gemstone produced from a rare gemstone star."
The 17-year-old male insect uttered a soft wow and tightly grasped the nameplate, feeling both happy and complaining: "My bloodline family must be a high-class family! Why did you only tell me this year? Are you deliberately making me suffer? Why don't you contact my bloodline family? Why do you always let me live in this..." As the male insect spoke, he immediately became short of oxygen. He took two slow breaths and said, "...this...backward, dirty, low-class planet?"
The sub-female with a blurred face was silent for a moment, and whispered: "...female father." The sub-female paused, "My female father, the guardian who rescued your incubator that year was originally...originally..."
The male insect with a blurred face tugged at the sub-female's military tie in dissatisfaction, "Originally what? Tell me!"
The blurred-looking female lowered her head as the male pushed her. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered, "Originally, my female father wanted to rescue the incubator with the serial number GR1044."
The 17-year-old male's hand froze instantly.
The sub-female with a blurred face said: "I heard from the female father that there was a commotion in the hospital that day. One group of guardians were smashing the eggs that were born at the same time as you, while another group of guardians were rescuing those eggs. Many guardians took the wrong incubators, and the female father... took the wrong box."
"The dam didn't know which family the box GA4444 belonged to. The dam originally wanted to contact the sire of GR1044's bloodline and bring you back to the team. But that sire was one of the first to die in the 1980 case. The dam lost the support of the headquarters and the boss, and was desperate and wanted to commit suicide. The week when the dam had the idea of committing suicide, you began to hatch in the eggshell. Your long tail could be seen through the eggshell. The dam found out that you were the sire... The temple taught all guardians to live for the sire, and the dam chose to hold on for a few more years for you."
"The dam urgently froze your hatch in late 1980, delaying your hatching until 1982, when she thawed your incubator to prevent you from hatching closer to 1980."
"I was adopted by the female father while you were frozen. I was only 12 years old when you hatched. I don't know how to contact your bloodline family. If I expose your past rashly, the Alliance will treat you as a criminal. I'm sorry, brother." The blurred-faced female held the silent 17-year-old male's hand and asked, "Will you be happier knowing this?"
The male insect, with a blurred face, held the exquisite and expensive plaque tightly. After a long silence, he said, "This plaque will kill me."
The blurred face of the female said: "As long as you don't expose yourself, you will be fine. The Ten Armies are going to fight a big war recently, and I got a more suitable outpost. When the war is over, I will be able to collect enough merits and money to take you to a medium star. We will leave here, brother, and I will let you live the life you want."
The male insect with a blurred face sneered, "If your female father hadn't taken the wrong box, I wouldn't have needed you to go to such great lengths to earn such dangerous military merits to protect me. I would have been born on a medium-high or even privileged planet! I should have married a truly powerful female insect long ago, and I wouldn't have to suffer in a place like this!"
The 17-year-old male worm became emotional and immediately started coughing, and a few seconds later he coughed up blood.
The female with a blurred face skillfully dragged out the medical kit from under the bed, found the air pump treatment spray, and relieved the discomfort of the male brother. After the 17-year-old male was relieved, he buried his face in his brother's arms for a long time without saying a word.
The blurred-faced sub-female remained silent, quietly hugging the male insect and combing her brother's dull silver hair with her fingers. She seemed to be accustomed to the male insect's hysteria when his mood was unstable.
After a while, the male insect murmured, "I hate everything here."
"Everything here makes me feel uncomfortable and painful. I want to drink completely filtered water and eat food that is not made of plastic particles... I don't want to be afraid of seeing terrible insects suddenly appear in front of my eyes every day... I don't want to keep moving around... I hate my female father... How could he take the wrong box... I also hate you... You are always away from home because of work... I hate the feeling of always worrying about your death... I hate you... I hate you so much, hate..." The male insect with a blurred face cried softly, his emotions collapsed: "I hate you so much for trying so hard to keep me alive... If you die outside, I won't shed a tear for you... I hate you... I will take your pension to live a good life... I will spit on your future tombstone..."
The 17-year-old male insect cried and hit his sub-female brother on the face: "When you return to the Corps this time, take this nameplate away and destroy it... I don't want to be GA4444... I am... I want to be GR1044... No, I don't want to be this either. I don't want to die, I'm not a mouse... Brother, I don't want to die, I want to go to a medium star... You must take me to a medium star... I am a male insect, I can marry a female insect who works better... It doesn't matter if I can't... Hiccup..."
"I saw in many anonymous forums on the Star Network... hiccups... some high-ranking female insects with superior births... military females... they imagine every day avoiding the surveillance of the Cat's Eye Court... during non-carnival time... using money and power to coax low-ranking male insects into one-night stands... brother... let's go to the medium-sized stars... I will find those female insects who are willing to spend money and use power... I have already tricked a few idiots into giving me their addresses. I deleted the dangerous chat conversations and memorized those strings of addresses... then, then I can ask them to protect us... arrange a safe job for you... then... we won't have to suffer so much... hiccups..."
The blurred face of the sub-female insect was listening quietly. She put her face against the silver hair of the male insect and said quietly, "Okay. If the Tenth Army wins this war, I will be able to earn enough credits and gold from immigration... and take you to meet better female insects. Brother, I will have a surprise to tell you then."
The 17-year-old male who was crying uncontrollably was immediately distracted and stopped crying. He asked, "What's the surprise?"
The female with a blurred face: "I can't tell you now."
The male insect with a blurred face: "..."
"I hate you!" the male insect screamed weakly, burping and cursing, "When you die, I will spit on your tombstone! I hate you! I will also shit and pee on your tombstone!"
"...Okay, okay, don't swear. Come on, open your mouth and take a breath of the therapeutic air pump." said the female with a blurred face.
——This vague and almost non-existent 17-year-old memory of brain physiology ends here.
It was also the first time that Shi Cunjin saw a complete memory of the original body. Before he could be surprised that the original owner was really GA4444, a cold evaluation heavily hit Shi Cunjin's perception.
Gobelier, who read this memory, coldly described all the reactions of the 17-year-old "Destiny" as [naive, cowardly, short-sighted, stupid, and ridiculous.]
Shi Cunjin: ...
Gobelier continued to dig deep into the memory of this brain, and soon turned to the memory fragment of this brain at the end of the age of 17, and found a slightly condensed memory fragment that was not broken into phantoms: [Destiny] received the notice of the death of the sub-female brother in battle, and went to the military female family service center to pick up a pair of wasp twin nephews - Shi Cunjin could also recall this memory. It was because of the original body's incomplete memory. that Shi Cunjin initially judged that the original body was cold-blooded and emotionless towards the sub-female brother when he first arrived.
In this vague memory, the 17-year-old male insect with a blurred face brought back twin wasp twins. Along the way, the male insect did not even ask what the biological offspring of his sub-female brother were called, nor did he allow the strange insect cubs to hold his hand or talk.
As soon as he got home, the male insect with a blurry face said coldly to the strange insect cub: "Don't show up in my sight, stay away."
Afterwards, the male insect with a blurred face returned to his small bedroom by himself, curled up in the corner of the room, was stunned for a while, and suddenly began to curse his brother in a low voice, scolding the sub-female brother who had died in the battle for nothing.
During this time, the male insect thought bitterly that if those two strange insect cubs were the surprise his brother had mentioned, it would be better if this surprise did not come true, it would be better if it had never happened, it would be better if it was destroyed directly.
The male insect with a blurred face hated his sub-female brother for only half of his promise. He was only a third-class soldier until his death, and he couldn't do any immigration at all. What kind of big talk and hope was that? He hated him so much.
This memory lasted until late at night, when the 17-year-old male suddenly heard a knock on the door.
The male insect with a blurred face immediately got up from the bed, stumbled through the living room, opened the door in a panic, and shouted to the other side of the door in anger, shock and confusion: "Brother..."
The person who came in was not a female in the uniform of the Tenth Army, but a ferocious-looking blackmailer.
The male insect with a blurred face was knocked to the ground by a punch from the female red ant - from that second on, the entire memory completely collapsed in an instant, and then became clear and complete in the next instant.
Gobelier's consciousness was surprised for a second, and then he saw "Destiny" resolve the blackmail crisis with just a few words. "Destiny" click on the [Knowledge] channel, register a live broadcast account, he saw "Destiny" write in the input box expresslessly: Fate is staying tonight
[Did death kiss his neck, so that he stopped being immersed in the grief and resentment of losing that sub-female? Instead, he tried to save himself?] Gobelil's consciousness was surprised for a moment, and felt that something was wrong. [Didn't the technological force behind Destiny follow him from the beginning? Could it be that after Destiny's first live broadcast ended, the mysterious technological force took the initiative to contact Destiny?]
At the same time, Gobelil was satisfied. He was satisfied that Destiny's mind had become clear due to the approach of death, and that he was no longer hysterical about a sub-female guardian, and was no longer immersed in a small world of resentment like an incompetent person.
Gobelier's consciousness mimicked humanoid completely emerged from the darkness. His hands were buried deep in the head of the dormant Destiny, and when he was about to read the first live broadcast of anchor Fate, he suddenly felt that his consciousness could not move.
Gobelier's pupils shrank, and the consciousness of Destiny, who was sleeping with his eyes closed in front of him, turned into flowing light, which leaked out from between his fingers, melted and escaped. Then the scattered silver light turned into ropes, which tightly strangled Gobelier's consciousness mimicry.
Shi Cunjin's consciousness mimicry broke out from the silver rope that was tied tightly around Gobelier. Shi Cunjin rode on Gobelier's back, bent his knees and pressed down Gobelier, who was unable to move, onto a piece of illusory light surface.
Shi Cunjin looked tired, almost too tired to open his eyes. Glowing silver threads slowly slid down the tips of Shi Cunjin's drooping silver eyelashes, long hair, and face. Shi Cunjin could hardly maintain his consciousness and it seemed that he would turn into dozens of strands of melted moonlight at any time and fall into the dark Gobelier's consciousness.
Shi Cunjin pinched Gobelier's neck with one hand, and with his five fingers, which were glowing, he crushed the neck bone of Gobelier's consciousness mimicry.
A part of Gobelier's memory immediately fell into permanent dormancy.
With his neck fractured and his head severed from his body, Gobelier sighed softly: "Oh, my 29-year-old memory has sunk."
The beheaded Gobelier suddenly turned his head and faced Destiny who was riding on his back. He stared at the tired-looking Destiny and said with joy from the bottom of his heart: "You are really very smart... very determined... a very perfect creation."
"From that situation, it rose step by step until it came face to face with me..." Gobelier suddenly stopped talking. The tired-looking silver-haired male insect said nothing, drooping his eyelashes, and silently reached out to pull out Gobelier's consciousness mimicry tongue.
But the next second, Gobelier's laughter could be heard softly and heavily around Shi Cunjin.
Gobelil tilted his head and his eyes. In the darkness of his subconscious, he heard a conversation echoing softly: "Destiny... You have seen my memories. You know my abilities and methods. Destiny... Even if the same type of blood is injected into the body at different times, every healing cell will flow back and blend... My blood and son... Let's make peace... The care and destiny I can give you... are much more than Bica, much more than any insect... You have seen it in my memories, haven't you?"
Shi Cunjin stared at Gobelier for a few seconds, then said softly and tiredly, "Stupid, short-sighted, cowardly and incompetent... This is how you evaluated me before I was 17 years old. Would you really love a stupid, short-sighted, cowardly and incompetent relative?"
Gobelier's head tilted, his sharp eyes curved into a smile, his black pupils deep.
The darkness around me was saying, "Death and growth have reshaped you, cleansing away all the imperfections and impurities you once had. You have been reborn into nirvana, so perfect. How could I refuse to love you because of your cowardice caused by your confusion?"
"Dirty..." Shi Cunjin stared at Gobelier, his silver pupils were as light as crystal, and his dark silver pupils were like a small cat's eye hole in the clearness. Behind the cat's eye pupils, there was a soul that knew the world. Shi Cunjin muttered: "You judged all the emotions of that child...fear, hysteria...resentful curses, confusion and helplessness as...imperfections and filth that need to be washed away..."
Shi Cunjin stretched out his hand, hovering it on the back of Gobelier's body. His five fingers formed into a knife, cutting into Gobelier's body and crushing his conscious mimicry heart cavity.
Gobelier's tongueless head frowned slightly, revealing a sad expression.
The darkness around me was saying, "Destiny, I have dived deep into your subconscious. If you tear me apart here, it would be like hurting yourself. We are connected by blood, and we should be the most intimate and compatible beings in the world."
"Yes." Shi Cunjin's expression was strangely gentle as he looked tired. He said softly, "...I am melting into the darkness with you. How can it not be considered as the return of blood? Isn't this what you want?"
Gobelier's emotional expression paused.
Those rich and moving emotions of sadness, tolerance, compassion and love slowly faded from Gobelier's face, and he stared with his dark eyes, expressionless.
The dark voice around him changed into an inorganic, cold tone: "Your trophies, the Far East and Kash, are still semi-finished. Are you willing to give up all the good situations just for the opportunity to kill me once and for all at this moment? Are you willing to die silently, unclearly, and with a bad reputation in the ice pool with me? Destiny, don't be stupid in a situation that can be negotiated."
Shi Cunjin drooped his eyelashes tiredly, knowing clearly that there was no way to negotiate.
Gobelil Berlin...a cold-blooded person who can only see interests, pursue perfection, and regard cowardice and helplessness as filth. There is no way they can talk about cooperation and reconciliation.
Even if Gobelier endures temporarily because of the disadvantage, he will never really endure for a lifetime. He will only lie in wait for many years, and personally weave a suitable opportunity to completely poison the target that made him fail. Shi Cunjin has let Gobelier escape once. Gobelier has come back with a thousand eyes, holding 36,000 moth species and the lives of more than ten high-ranking nobles. He can kill all these cat-eyed representatives in a moment. Qiangyun stands beside Gobelier, and Shi Cunjin's body also confirms from the depths of his memory that he has a blood relationship with Gobelier.
Shi Cunjin didn't believe at all that they would discuss reconciliation if they returned to reality.
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Are you willing to give up the current good situation? Fate's influence radiates the entire alliance, the Far East is rising, and the Far East Technology Zone has successfully implemented a method to restrain the tide of aliens. The original work has been completed, all the card progress has reached the second half, and the two protagonists have determined the direction of HE,... I will succeed... How can I be willing to give up these achievements... Shi Cunjin thought calmly, maybe he was too tired, and he couldn't even feel unwilling in his heart.
Shi Cunjin looked into the eyes of Gobelier, who smiled again as if he had regained the victory.
Shi Cunjin's face was calm, and he said gently, "I'm not willing to do it, but when I think about being able to take away this big trouble that affects the world with you, so that the world can function normally, and all the existences that don't deserve to die can live to the end of their lives... I'm willing to do it, and I only regret that I couldn't come earlier and kill you three more times."
A trace of confusion, almost bewilderment, finally emerged in Gobelier's empty black pupils.
Shi Cunjin was familiar with this look; he had seen it on the face of 22-year-old Gobelier.
When Gobelier parted ways with Irusen von, he could never understand why his teacher, who had once shared a spiritual connection with him and was moving in the same direction as him, would give up on him, who was like a perfect work of art, and choose the foolish Arno.
Shi Cunjin clasped his hands together and completely crushed Gobelier's consciousness.
The dark sounds around him, the voice of Gobelier's consciousness, turned into the sound of wind, twisted into a busy tone in long and short bursts, gradually weakening until it disappeared.
Gobelier's mental consciousness completely disappeared.
At the same moment, boundless darkness descended.
Shi Cunjin lowered his head, and before the last bit of consciousness collapsed, he thought of the system and Anushka.
At this moment, Shi Cunjin was actually somewhat thankful that the system had simulated his way of thinking and had the original HE goal to keep it going. The system would be out of control for a while, but it would definitely get better. It was a matrix composed of 0s and 1s. As long as the emotional module was turned off and the thinking program that imitated the fourth host [Shi Cunjin] was run, the system would stabilize and continue to support the AI Legion in the Far East to ensure that the world could operate peacefully.
Anushka... Oh, Shi Cunjin's tired and numb heart squeezed out a little bit of a dull smile again, his lover who tried hard to grow up, his clumsy lover, his obedient lover...
Shi Cunjin thought, at least the system and the Wanderer Commander were still there, Anushka would not be alone in her life... Shi Cunjin's heavy eyelashes fell, he closed his eyes, and fell into deep darkness.
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"May you be blessed with a happy life"
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"May you be blessed with a happy life"
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“May you receive the blessing of this world, return to the human world, and live a smooth life—may your death and loss become one of the abandoned multi-linear futures.”
Countless ethereal holy sounds came from afar, like the sound of a lighthouse bell suddenly appearing in the dark night sea, getting closer and closer, until they struck violently in Shi Cunjin's dormant mind.
Shi Cunjin suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still endless darkness around him, but his falling had stopped.
Under Shi Cunjin's feet, a long, winding, thin, glowing road emerged.
Shi Cunjin felt something heavy pressing on his shoulders. He looked sideways and almost had another PTSD attack.
A broken hand rested on his left shoulder.
The broken palm was made entirely of blood-red crystal texture. The five fingers of the red crystal were slender, with one-inch long nails. Three fingers of the palm were tightly clasping Shi Cunjin's shoulders, almost piercing into the flesh of Shi Cunjin's shoulders.
The index finger of the severed palm stretched out and pointed to the end of the glowing path under Shi Cunjin's feet.
'Run to the end of the path.'
'Run back.'
'Child, return to the other side of death.'
'I will draw a line for you to deceive the god of death.'
'Just run, child, the danger is in the abyss and the future is just around the corner.'
This hand comes from the seventh Saint who is said to be extremely gifted!
Shi Cunjin vaguely remembered that the holy relic specially transported by Maoyan, the crystal severed hand of the seventh Saint, was placed next to the medical area of Gobelier!
According to Klein Gary, every adult, healthy cat-eyed nobleman can go to the Temple crypt to touch the relics, get a simulated destiny, and have a chance to try again.
Now, Shi Cunjin realized that this long, glowing road that emerged from the darkness and led to an unknown distance was a simulated fate opportunity that the Seventh Saint had diced for him.
But how did the Seventh Saint connect to his spiritual world... Suddenly, another memory conversation slipped into Shi Cunjin's sleepy mind.
When Shi Cunjin experienced the second growth month, he went to the illusory spiritual temple, where there was a smiling guide. The guide was very fashionable and could tell the love story of "Military Doctor" serialized by anchor Fate. The guide male worm explained this as: "Occasionally I will look at the world through the eyes of some children, don't be too surprised."
Shi Cunjin slowly turned his dry eyes to look at the hand on his shoulder with distinct joints, sharp nails, and the index finger pointing straight to the relic at the end of the long shining road: "..."
...Is the ghostly aura a standard feature of powerful insects?
Shi Cunjin let out a light breath and stepped onto the narrow glowing path.
When Cun Jin took the first step, the glowing path under his feet was like a forked branch. The main road suddenly turned to the left, extending into a twisted fork.
Shi Cunjin subconsciously looked in the direction of the fork in the road and his pupils shrank.
At the far end of the fork in the road, a mirage appeared, with dozens of children appearing in the mirage with their backs to Shi Cunjin's sight.
The group of children stood in a row in order of height. They turned their backs to Shi Cunjin. A scarlet mouth opened from the back of their dark heads and uttered happy, childish voices: "Brother Jin! Brother Jin! You are finally on vacation! Come over and play with us!"
The second time Shi Cunjin took a step, the main road of the glowing path turned right again, and a twisted fork in the road suddenly extended. A mirage also appeared at the intersection. A man and a woman appeared in the illusion on the right. They held hands and turned their backs to the main road. A voice came from the dark back of their heads: "Ajin, Ajin! Our wedding banquet is about to begin! Come and take a seat!"
Shi Cunjin, who had just taken two steps, said: …
What horror movie?
That ethereal holy voice echoed in Shi Cunjin's mind again: "Don't take the wrong path, don't stop at the sound of the wrong path, that is the twisted will tempting you to fall... Run along the straight line... Don't take the wrong path... Child, son... son..."
"Crack!" The crystal palm on Shi Cunjin's shoulder suddenly broke a little finger without any warning.
Shi Cunjin immediately understood that as his consciousness recovered, the twisted resentment that had been annihilated along with his consciousness once again entangled him. The Seventh Saint's relics were isolating him from the pollution of the twisted resentment and paving a way for him to escape from the darkness.
Shi Cunjin immediately started moving, just like when he first came into this world, with no distractions, and he ran with all his might towards the end of the long shining road.
Along the way, Shi Cunjin ran past the back of the dean's mother who was calling his name, ran past the brother in the dean who wanted to teach him new math knowledge, and ran past the child who was lying on the ground begging for his help.
Shi Cunjin ran through the love he had encountered thousands of times in his life, ran through the sorrows that accompanied love, ran through the missed opportunities and the people who wanted to help him, Shi Cunjin ran through the echoes of his life memories in the 21st century, until at the end of the glowing path, the projection of the real world of the insect tribe began to flicker faintly.
Cun Jin was extremely tired after running for an unknown amount of time, and he subconsciously took a breath.
At this moment, the long, shining road under Shi Cunjin's feet, which had become so narrow that it was difficult for him to stand steadily, suddenly disappeared!
Boundless darkness was waiting for an opportunity, and suddenly engulfed Shi Cun Jin, who was about to step onto the last section of the light path that would lead to the Zerg's real projection.
Shi Cunjin staggered and almost stepped into darkness and fell into the abyss.
He heard a disembodied voice that seemed to be the Seventh Saint's: 'That twisted wish... still wants to take you... and fall into the abyss forever.'
'It won't work.'
An ethereal voice echoed in Shi Cunjin's mind: "Among the countless collapsing death omens, you have continued to be the only lifeline. As long as the living beings in this world know of your existence, they will definitely give you the utmost respect and love. They have died thousands of times in countless omen lines... As long as they know you, they will definitely chase you like a ship lost in the dark chasing the light of a lighthouse, protecting you from the bottom of their hearts... protecting the guiding star."
'Love and respect will continue the path of light under your feet and bring you safely back to the consciousness level.' The ethereal voice whispered, 'I will send you up and back to the safe place you know.'
What? Shi Cunjin's tired thoughts were a little slow, and he couldn't immediately react to what the Seventh Holy Spirit was trying to say.
But the next second, Shi Cunjin knew what the Seventh Saint was going to do.
The crystal hand on Shi Cunjin's left shoulder completely shattered. As the relic disappeared, the scene of the real world of the Zerg that had been faintly flickering at the end of the long glowing road suddenly enlarged.
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The projection of the Zerg's real world attacked Shi Cunjin, who was full of confusion, like a comet, and then melted above Shi Cunjin's consciousness, spreading out a huge, dazzling, bright sky.
In the sky, in the four districts of the alliance, countless Zerg who were busy in a safe environment seemed to be inspired at the same moment.
Countless insects were in unison staring in a daze. They raised their heads in confusion, their eyes looking upwards, some at the sky, some at the sea of stars, some at the ceiling, etc. They looked up with dazed eyes, as if they saw some psychedelic scene.
As the relics of the Seventh Saint disappeared, Shi Cunjin's consciousness seemed to be linked to a vast, endless sea of insect spirits numbering trillions.
Shi Cunjin suddenly "heard" the echo of the tide. This tide, which belonged to the subconscious of all the insect races in the entire territory, was screaming, making an unbelievable, confused and panicked rumbling call: [Descend... the new Saint Pavilion, descended and was born in... the North Pole Star Region, the Far East Star Region.
The new Saint needs protection and rescue. The new Saint, Destiny Sariel, the new Saint, Fate Sariel, the new Saint, he needs help. I, I, we... we will go to save him... we, we will go to see him. 】
"..." Shi Cunjin's expression froze.
Shi Cunjin watched as the resurrection light path that had been partially submerged in boundless darkness was being smoothed over again.
The seventh Saint… shattered himself and conducted a global… global spiritual communication… ah, ah? ?
It is well known that there won't be two saints in a century. Fei... De... is not... my work vest... um. Shi Cunjin's expression went from frozen to blank.
But he did not linger or stand still. He quickly crossed the last section of the glowing path and plunged his consciousness into the chaotic Zerg reality projection screen, returning from the endless darkness to the world of the living.
First...ah, let's go back and talk about it first.
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Shi Cunjin felt his consciousness slowly rising, the sound of the wind crying in his ears became smaller and smaller, until his consciousness suddenly became clear and the sound of water softly came to his ears.
Shi Cunjin opened his eyes, but found that his consciousness did not return to the ice pond in the real world, but came to...
Shi Cunjin looked up and saw a huge green tree that blocked out the sun and swayed gently in the wind. The dense green leaves cast a cool shadow on Shi Cunjin's head. The sunlight passed through the leaves and cast soft golden spots on his face.
Shi Cunjin was surprised that his consciousness returned to this peaceful and tranquil island.
"The temple training ground in my dream? How did it get here?" Shi Cunjin murmured. Suddenly, Shi Cunjin's hand stopped. He lowered his eyes and looked down. A headless, pale corpse was lying under him. The corpse's hands were spread out weakly, and it remained in the position of being pressed into the ice pool by Shi Cunjin.
How did the remnant of Gobelier's consciousness come to the Dream Temple Island with him! ?
Shi Cunjin's heart sank. But, the next second, the headless corpse slowly melted and turned into a dark liquid, which flowed like running water along the sloping island beach to the calm sea.
The dark solution spread out on the sea surface, forming a door.
A door that appears in the background of the Valentine von character card.
Under Shi Cunjin's vigilant gaze, the black door reflected on the sea surface slowly opened a gap.
A young voice came from the crack of the door:
"Wonderful where he went... How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye... Hello, hello, sorry to bother you, has anyone seen Teacher Shi Cunjin? Yes, yes, tall, wearing a black jacket, with a bandage on his left hand, yes, yes, a specially invited teacher, just came back from collecting materials from ** country, yes, there is a war going on over there. Yes, he was invited by Teacher Wang to help out before his injury healed. Didn't you see him? Oh, it's okay, I'll go to the Supernatural Works Zone to ask, sorry to bother you."
Shi Cunjin was a little dazed for a moment, but soon recognized who the voice belonged to.
The system took him away at an author conference. Before attending the author conference, Shi Cunjin was originally collecting folk songs in a small country abroad. Unexpectedly, a war broke out in the small country, and Shi Cunjin had to interrupt his collection trip and return home on his family's evacuation warship. His left hand was fractured due to some accidents at the time, and it was a bit inconvenient to move. But the arrangements for attending the X City Author Conference were made long before he went abroad. Shi Cunjin felt that the injury was not serious, so he went to the conference according to the original plan. One of the people in charge of the conference was Shi Cunjin's friend, and his friend specially arranged an assistant to take care of Shi Cunjin, whose hand was not very convenient.
The young assistant was very enthusiastic and hardworking. He kept running around to help Shi Cunjin deal with all the chores that required hands-on work at the authors' conference. If Shi Cunjin didn't have one healthy hand, the enthusiastic young assistant would even want to help Shi Cunjin go to the toilet.
When Shi Cunjin heard the assistant's voice, he realized that the other side of the black gate on the sea was the 21st century.
Shi Cunjin was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed without any emotion.
"You must become a close friend of Valentine and open all of Valentine's cards to find the door home. But at the same time, only by killing Gobelier, whom Valentine regards as a relative, and eliminating his twisted will, can the door to home be opened..."
Shi Cunjin sat on the beach, watching the black door floating on the sea opening wider and wider, and murmured softly: "The host's conditions for opening the door to return home... are really outrageous."
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